Turning his head away, Gu Shaocheng took out his phone again, flipped through photos of Little Wubai, and handed it to her, "Look how cute boys are, girls cry all day long, they're so fragile, but boys are tough, easier to raise."
Chenxing slapped his phone away and turned over to get out of bed.
"I'll raise it myself."
Gu Shaocheng quickly followed her out of bed, hugged her from behind. Chenxing refused to let him hug her. Gu Shaocheng pressed her into his arms, turned her around, pinched her nose, and changed the subject, "Aren't you hungry? Let's go eat."
Chenxing hums unhappily: "Then say you like girls."
"I like boys."
"Gu, Shao, Cheng!" Chenxing pronounced his name word by word.
"Alright, alright, whether it's a boy or a girl is not up to you, why are you fussing at me? Let's go eat."
Chenxing pouted, "So it's up to you then? The baby's in my belly, if I don't decide, who will? I just like girls, I can dress her like a little princess and spoil her every day."
