Little Nuomi pursed her lips with a smile, like a little devil waving her wings, "Then Jingxing will have no little playmate!"
Mu Jingxi: "..."
It sounded quite reasonable, and he was left speechless.
Mu Jingxi didn't know what had affected her upstairs, but seeing her puffed-up expression, he couldn't bring himself to rain on her parade.
As for the baby in Qiaoqiao's belly, whether it's a boy or a girl, it's already destined.
It's not up to them to just wish for one or the other.
Of course, he wouldn't tell her such a harsh fact.
"Please, Daddy?" Little Nuomi pleaded softly and sweetly, her clear eyes looking directly at him.
The look on her face seemed to insist that he nod in agreement.
Mu Jingxi pondered for a moment, "This... it depends on your mommy."
"Why?"
"Because..." He was wondering how to change the topic when Qiao An came downstairs.
Letting go of Little Nuomi, Mu Jingxi quickly went upstairs to support her, "Not staying for a chat?"
