Jian Xi firmly denied: "No."
"Choose whatever photo from my phone."
"I don't have..."
"Pick a few! We can still include our photos now, but once the child is born, it will be all about the child."
Jian Xi: "..."
It seemed like a sneak peek into Nan Mufeng becoming a kid-poster fanatic!
Jian Xi suddenly thought of a question: once the child arrives, would he love her more, or the child?
"Have an apple." Nan Mufeng had already peeled the apple, cut it in half, removed the core, and handed it to Jian Xi.
Jian Xi took it and asked while eating: "Hubby, I have a question."
"Ask."
"Between me and the child, who would you love more?"
Nan Mufeng's eye twitched; he looked at Jian Xi with the expression of looking at an idiot: "Pregnancy brain really lasts three years."
"What are you saying? How am I stupid?"
"To even ask such a question, if not stupidity, then what?"
Jian Xi threw the half-eaten apple in her hand: "You're the stupid one!"
