Chenxing pursed her lips: "Why are you not living up to expectations? It's obviously because my stomach is not living up to expectations."
The man over there tried his best to hide the disappointment in his heart and coaxed softly:
"Chenxing, how many times have I told you that the birth of a boy or girl depends on my ability?"
"You must be an idiot who didn't study seriously in biology class. Do you want me to teach you again?"
"If you fail to live up to expectations, it's because I, Gu Shaocheng, fail to live up to expectations. I don't have the ability to plant the two boys I want in your belly."
"So this matter has nothing to do with you. Okay, don't cry. Think about it, you are not 250, so you ran to Baihao and cried. What's going on? Are you expecting him to coax you and hug you again?
Can I comfort you?"
Nan Baihao listened to his elder brother's voice on the phone and automatically converted his words into pictures. He shivered suddenly. If he hugged Chenxing and coaxed him, wouldn't his elder brother tear him to pieces?
Moreover, except for his Huanhuan, he is not in the mood to coax other women!
If Chenxing really cried in front of him one day, he thought, with his personality, the most he could do was wait for her to finish crying!
"Hurry up and go home, little pregnant woman. I miss you. I feel uncomfortable not seeing you for a long time."
Chenxing blinked his eyes and continued to inquire. "Will you look down on me when I go back?"
"Actually, the two little princesses are not bad. They will all be my caring little cotton-padded jackets. Unlike boys, they are difficult to discipline." Gu Shaocheng comforted himself on the other end of the phone and sighed slightly, with a gentle voice:
"At that time, there will be three women in our family, one older and two younger, and it will be lively, don't you think?"
Chenxing folded his arms. When he heard Gu Shaocheng's words, his blocked heart suddenly became smoother. Soon, a hint of sweetness filled his heart. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
"Okay, don't lose your temper with Baihao. Get in the car and go home quickly."
Gu Shaocheng hung up the phone, dialed Nan Baihao's cell phone again, and gave a few instructions. Hearing that Chenxing was finally willing to get in the car, he felt relieved and called Leng Tong, "Go and buy a bouquet of roses."
, go faster.”
"Sir, how many do you want?"
"11."
He raised his eyes slightly, guessing in his mind that the girl must be in a bad mood now. He mentioned his son in front of her all day long, but now she had given birth to two daughters. He was frightened, fearing that he would show her disgrace.
He can understand that feeling!
It’s just a bit regretful. It’s good to have two daughters, one boy and one girl. But...he must have killed the whole family of the King of Hell in his previous life. Otherwise, why would the King of Hell fool him like this? He will get nothing for whatever he asks for. Without a son, in the future...Thinking
After thinking about it, I stopped thinking about distant things.
Subconsciously, I feel that my daughter is also very cute!
After all, his illness is not as serious as he thought before. Although it has not developed in a good direction, it has not worsened. Since he cannot die, it doesn't matter whether he is a boy or a girl. There will always be a son, and there is no chance of another one in the future!
Subconsciously, he began to guess what his two daughters would look like. In terms of appearance, they should be a combination of him and Chen Xing. "Here, bring a piece of paper and a pencil."
He wanted to outline his daughter's appearance.
Based on what you have in mind, sketch out the possible appearances of the two daughters.