Xu Jing's lips twitched slightly; she was just about to ask why the conversation suddenly veered in this direction when the little one in her arms, as if hearing something inspiring, suddenly shivered, sat up straight, extended three fingers, and said earnestly, "I want three younger siblings."
Xu Jing: "..."
Zhao Shao Hua gave him a surprised look, then burst into laughter, "You little one have quite the appetite. Aren't you afraid your mom will forget about you once she has younger siblings?"
Xiao Huai'an apparently hadn't thought about this issue, and was momentarily stunned. Then, he quickly put his small hands behind his back and shook his head vigorously, "Then I don't want younger siblings, not even one!"
However, he really wanted siblings to play with. Mom and Dad were often busy, and Xianyun said that if he had siblings, he would have someone to play with; if he had many siblings, he would have many playmates.
