Meng Xi'er imagined Lu Yebai fussing over their future daughter and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
She really couldn't imagine this man, who always had a thing for cleanliness, changing a baby's diapers.
Lu Yebai looked up at her with a profound gaze. His eyes were deep, speckled with stars, and looking into them felt like her soul could be sucked in.
"Well, we've agreed then, you have to give me a daughter," Lu Yebai pursed his lips slightly, "If not, then you'll stay by my side until you do!"
Meng Xi'er couldn't help but laugh, "And what if it's a son?"
"I don't care. I want a daughter anyway."
"Hm?" Meng Xi'er looked at him and tapped his forehead, "So you're saying you're disappointed Xiaochen is a boy..."
"You..." Lu Yebai grabbed her hand and nibbled on it, "What are you talking about?" He gently embraced her, her fresh scent surrounding him, intoxicating him and making him unwilling to let go, "I just think... a daughter would look like you..."
