Liu Zhiyuan suddenly asked, "Husband, do you think this baby is a boy or a girl?"
Song Ling said without hesitation, "Boy."
"Why?
"Feel!"
Liu Zhiyuan smiled sweetly: "Actually, I prefer baby girls. Baby girls are just as cute as me."
Song Ling entwined his fingers with her hair, his eyes deep: "There is still a chance for rebirth."
Liu Zhiyuan gently hit the man's chest. "Hateful, really annoying. Giving birth is painful, and you want to have two? Disgusting."
Song Ling's eyes dimmed, his brows furrowed subconsciously, and he hugged her tighter: "If it really hurts, then don't give birth."
His words made Liu Zhiyuan stunned for a moment. Shui Jingjing's eyes rolled and she shook her hand.
"Honey, I'm just being sentimental. I know giving birth is painful, but it's also the greatest thing a woman can do. Having a child with the man you love is a very happy thing. As long as you pamper me, I'm willing to give birth to a child for you. I'm not afraid of pain."
Song Ling's eyes moved, and he kissed her forehead carefully, "I want to pamper you!"
Liu Zhiyuan fell asleep peacefully in his arms...
On the third day after Song Ling went on a business trip, Liu Zhiyuan received a call from her aunt, inviting her to dinner at the villa.
When they said there was something good to celebrate at home today, Liu Zhiyuan guessed, "What good thing?"
Song Li was ecstatic.
"Mr. Ning and Xiao Tong have confirmed their relationship. They have finally confirmed their romantic relationship. Yesterday, Mr. Ning waited for Xiao Tong downstairs with roses in the middle of the night, and Xiao Tong finally agreed to date him.
This is the biggest happy event in recent times, Xiaoyuan, come and celebrate."
Liu Zhiyuan was five months pregnant and very tired. In fact, she didn't want to bother. But her aunt called her, and she obviously had no reason to refuse.
In addition, it would be a good thing if Xiao Tong could really get along well with Ning Anyi.
She agreed with a smile and started to change her clothes.
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