Gu Mochen: "..."
Mmm...
My wife really knows what I'm thinking.
He swallowed back the initial mean words, and Gu Mochen faintly twisted his lips, then squinted his profound ink-black eyes.
"Yes, congratulations. Actually, sons are very cute. At least they don't need to be raised as delicately as girls, you can let them grow freely, it's less effort."
"..."
Huo Zun scoffed.
He just wanted a daughter so he could take care of her delicately, spoil her, let his own daughter be the little princess.
Qin Mu pursed his thin lips, looking at Huo Zun's still mournful appearance, he couldn't help but say: "Cheer up... at least the child is yours, the wife is yours... the only difference is that it's an extra something compared to a daughter... consider it a bonus, how's that?"
Huo Zun: "..."
Can this thing even be considered a bonus?
Something that swings is a hassle.
He simply likes the ones that don't swing.
