"And what happened next?" Yu Siqiao asked.
"You said, 'Both are boys,'" Mo Shu placed her hands on her belly, leaning against the headboard and burst into laughter, "And then you squatted in the corner covering your face, sobbing. I laughed... I laughed so hard, ah, I can't take it, my stomach hurts, help me up..."
Yu Siqiao felt utterly dejected.
He pulled her up and let her lean against him, soothing her while feeling gloomy himself, "So what if they're both boys, why cry about it."
Just the thought of having two sons made him feel less thrilled.
Who knew, Mo Shu laughed even louder.
Yu Siqiao: "..."
Mo Shu laughed for a while, then calmed down significantly, trying to console him, "Whether it's a boy or a girl, it really doesn't matter!"
"Yeah, I think so too."
If it were two daughters, that would be perfect.
One boy and one girl would also be acceptable.
But...
When Yu Siqiao thought about possibly having two sons, he felt extremely downcast.
