Quan Shaohuang's dark eyes were a little more confused: "What does that have to do with?"
"This is related to the chromosomes in men's bodies. As for chromosomes, they are more complicated. You don't understand them. Anyway, it has nothing to do with those messy things you mentioned."
Shu Jingrong sneered, with a teaching tone. Seeing Quan Shaohuang like this, she instantly felt that it felt good to be able to teach him a lesson.
Quan Shaohuang's eyes flashed brightly, the corners of his mouth raised with a narrow smile, and he said leisurely: "It turns out that it is up to me to decide whether to have a son or a daughter, so if I say to have a daughter, it will definitely be a daughter!"
Shu Jingrong was immediately speechless. Could it be so misinterpreted?
Quan Shaohuang pulled her cheek, and the softness of his hand made him feel a little moved. He moved his eyelashes to hide his expression, and smiled fondly: "Look at you, you are so anxious that you want to give birth to a child for me."
Well, if not, how about we have a wedding night tonight? I think there should be no shortage of a room at Mo Xiu’s place!"
"Who wants to give you a baby!" Shu Jingrong felt that every time she talked to this person, she would be so angry that she would vomit blood.
This person is so sinister, he can turn everything into his own fallacy. It's obviously not like this, but he still takes it for granted.
"If I want to give birth to you, find another woman..."
Quan Shaohuang looked at the anger on her face, and his heart became softer. He identified a person, and his heart was locked. If the person who unlocked the door was already in her hand, how could he let go.
Shu Jingrong suddenly raised her head and met Quan Shaohuang's eyes. Her mouth that was still mumbling stopped for some reason.
Those eyes are deep, tender, doting, smiling, and calm!
Even she herself didn't know why, but she gradually calmed down when she looked at his eyes at this time. The previous impatience and anger seemed to have subsided under his doting eyes.
"Miss Shu, Mr. Quan, please get out of the car. We can only walk up the rest of the way."
While the two were silent, the carriage had stopped, and Xuan Bai's cold voice came in from outside the curtain.
The two got off the carriage. Xuanbai looked at the two people in front of him with a complex and inexplicable expression, with dissatisfaction and anger in his eyes. Apparently he had heard the previous conversation between the two people inside.
"From here, there are one hundred and eight steps to enter the mountain. People who are not mentally strong enough will not be able to climb the Holy Snow Mountain at all. It is precisely because of the existence of these one hundred and eight steps."
Xuan Bai had a cold face. Since the person in front of him was the person the Snow Lotus Messenger personally wanted, he could only speak patiently.
"I guess both of you are fine, come with me now!" Xuan Bai took the lead and walked up the stairs, "Those ignorant people only think that our Holy Snow Mountain is so mysterious and noble that no one can enter the mountain casually.
,Humph, how did those people know that even if they came up, they would not be able to complete the one hundred and eight steps."
Sure enough, as soon as Shu Jingrong stepped up the stairs, she immediately felt varying degrees of mental shock.
Unlike the original Warriors Conference, which was powerful and full of illusions, the mental impact alone was indeed difficult for many people to cope with.
The three of them climbed up the steps very smoothly. Although the one hundred and eight steps are basic, they are also a place of cultivation for the disciples of the Holy Snow Mountain.
