Xi Muchen looked at her with her brows slightly furrowed, and kissed her brow: "What are you thinking about? Your brows are all wrinkled."
"Nothing..." Xia Wanwan couldn't help but reach out to touch her own brows. Suddenly thinking of something, she said excitedly: "Right, let's think of a name for our child?"
"What's the rush..." Xi Muchen looked at her, anxious about how she would accept the truth later: "It's not too late to think about it after the baby is born. We don't even know if it's a boy or girl yet."
"What does it matter?" Xia Wanwan said: "We can both think about it. Anyway, we've prepared double sets of clothes and supplies."
"Alright." Xi Muchen thought, when the baby is born and Xia Wanwan knows the truth, they probably won't be able to sit down and think about the name together properly: "Let's think about it first. No matter if it's a boy or a girl, after all, we... won't only have this one child."
