The sofa in the living room is very spacious, and two people can stretch out comfortably even when they are huddled in the corner.
Even so, Jiang Tingzhou was still somewhat dissatisfied, saying, "Next time, get a bigger sofa."
"No need, the sofa is for sitting, not for doing anything else." Xu Wan blushed and pushed the man away. "Why don't we go to the bed instead..."
The man turned his head to look at the floor-to-ceiling window next to him. "Isn't this place nice? You can see the scenery outside, and the river view in the distance is also in full view."
"Not...spacious."
Xu Wan whispered her reason.
Jiang Tingzhou looked down and asked, "Did I bump into you?"
The two bodies were indeed very close, to the point that they could feel each other's body movements.
Xu Wan remained silent, so Jiang Tingzhou leaned closer and asked, "Wanwan, do you think it's auspicious for our baby to be born in the Year of the Dragon?"
This question is very purposeful.
Next year will be the Year of the Dragon, but it's already December, so if you want your baby to be born next year, there are only a few months left.
“It’s not up to me to decide,” Xu Wan protested softly.
"Then let's give it a try," Jiang Tingzhou said, leaning down to lightly kiss the woman's lips.
It was just the two of them tonight, and tomorrow was the weekend, so the man wasn't in a hurry at all.
The kisses were as gentle and slow as a spring breeze in March.
Xu Wan's heart fluttered slightly, and as her mind went blank, the man asked another question, "Wanwan, what name do you want to give our baby after he's born?"
"We don't even know if it's a boy or a girl?"
“Then let’s choose one of each.” Jiang Tingzhou gently pressed his hand on the woman’s abdomen and said in an exceptionally serious tone, “I hope it’s a girl, she will definitely be as lovely as you.”
In this ambiguous atmosphere, Xu Wan's mind was overwhelmed by her senses, and she couldn't think of anything at all.
She thought for a while and then decided to give up. "Forget it, I'll wait until the baby is born. I can't think of anything right now."
Even so, she still asked, "By the way, do you want to give the baby a nickname? If I get pregnant, we can call him that for now?"
This is a problem that both of them will have to worry about together.
The two were very close at this moment. Jiang Tingzhou looked into the woman's clear eyes, which were so close to his own, and said, "If it's a girl, let's call her Xiaoxiao."
"How many poems can one know in autumn? Listen to the rustling of leaves on the ground." Xu Wan thought of a poem related to this word and nodded, "Okay, what about the boy?"
“A boy…” Jiang Tingzhou pondered for a long time before saying, “I remember Ning Hang said that today is the 19th of the tenth lunar month. If it’s a boy, let’s call him Shijiu (Nineteen).
"Ten, nineteen?"
Xu Wanren was completely stunned.
She never imagined that Jiang Tingzhou would put so much effort into choosing a name for his daughter, but then just randomly pick a number for his son?!
"Hmm." Jiang Tingzhou thought for a moment, "How about twenty?"
Xu Wan couldn't help but sigh, "If our baby is a son, I will definitely tell him the origin of his name."
"Okay."
“I think he’ll suspect that we actually found him in trash can number nineteen.”
As Xu Wan spoke, she couldn't help but laugh.
Jiang Tingzhou shook his head seriously, "That won't do. If it's a son, then you must let this kid know that he was born after you risked your life to carry him for ten months, and that he must treat you well when he grows up."
"I just hope our children can grow up healthy," Xu Wan said.
Jiang Tingzhou lowered his head, his back slightly arched, and gently kissed the woman's fair neck, saying in a hoarse voice, "Then let's guess, is it Xiaoxiao or Shijiu who's coming tonight?"
"What do you hope for?" Xu Wan asked softly.
Jiang Tingzhou laid the woman down, pressed his body down, and kissed the crook of her neck. "I hope it's Xiaoxiao."
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