Uh...
For a moment, Lin Xian was dumbfounded by Xu Yiyi's soul-searching question.
Right.
All along, where did his confidence come from... assuming so confidently that if Zhao Yingjun were pregnant, it must be a daughter?
Although there is a presupposition.
But.
Biological randomness, who can guarantee it?
It can't really be a chubby little boy!
Lin Xian scratched his head.
He doesn't mind having a chubby little boy, but if possible, he still hopes for a daughter as his first child... to bring Yu Xi back home.
"Do you particularly like daughters?"
Indeed, curiosity is a woman's nature, and children are no exception.
Lee Ningning, who was just now fervently punching the sandbag and dummy, now perked up her ears and came over to join in the excitement:
"From the look on your face, it's obvious you're hoping for a daughter."
"Yes."
Lin Xian nodded:
"I've been prepared to welcome a daughter, even the name has been decided."
"What's the name?" Ning Ning asked curiously.
