"When Maimai and Wenqing were born, you said two kids were enough. Now you want another one and give such a name, be careful the kid will hate you in the future?"
Hua Hua raised her eyebrows: "Thoughts at that time were for that time, current thoughts are for now. People's thoughts aren't static, right?"
"But the name you chose is really too lowbrow."
"I don't care, I just like Flower on Forever." Hua Hua insisted on her view: "I just want to have a little son, small one, I can take him around to play every day."
Gu Shaocheng used a dry towel to wipe off the tea on his trousers, then said to her: "I think you just want a toy. If there's nothing for you to play with, go get another Mao Mao." To put it in one phrase: idle with nothing to do.
Hua Hua pursed her lips, didn't respond, but thought to herself: One day I'll find someone to have a child for me, then bring back a big fat son and scare you all!
At this moment, Qingqing walked over from afar.
