Lu Beiyuan thought seriously and said, "Let's give Xixi a little sister."
"But I feel like we already have a daughter. Wouldn't it be better to have a son this time?"
Lu Beiyuan didn't dare admit that if Su Nanxing really had a son, who would nurse at her breast and stay in her arms, he would feel utterly jealous.
Yes, he was that petty.
So, if they were going to have another child, better make it a daughter.
Daughters were great, just like Xixi—beautiful and adorable.
What was the point of having a son?
Just look at Ying Luoyu's son—chubby and nowhere near as cute as Xixi.
After thinking it over, Lu Beiyuan couldn't find a single advantage to having a son!
Daughters were definitely better!
"I like daughters," he said. "Of course, having a daughter would be ideal. If we have a son, well, that's just how it is."
