"When did this happen?" Pei Yicheng was stunned. He excitedly picked up Xu Nianhua, then immediately furrowed his brows.
Xu Nianhua looked at him unhappily and said, "What, you're going to be a dad again, and you're not happy?"
"Pregnancy is tough, morning sickness is miserable, and giving birth is painful." As Pei Yicheng thought of these things, he couldn't quite be happy. An'an was well-behaved enough, but Xu Nianhua still threw up for a month. When An'an was born, Nianhua was in the delivery room; he was really terrified then, scared he might lose her.
"Yicheng, I don't fear hardship, I don't fear discomfort, I don't fear pain. I want a daughter." Xu Nianhua took the initiative to hug him, tilting her head up and saying, "I am just a little worried about Xiaoting. Xiaoting is still young. She won't overthink it, right?"
