After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 853 Han Qingrang said: "I don't want a daughter."

Chapter 853 Han Qingrang said: "I don't want a daughter."

Han Qingrang brought over a plate of fruit salad he had just made, and put it in front of Zhiyun, "Zhizhi, try it."

Zhiyun looked at the fruit salad in front of him, and was suppressed by too many questions he wanted to ask.

Forget it, let's eat now.

He first picked up a piece of diced mango and fed it to Han Qingrang's mouth. He opened his mouth and bit it, and his lips brushed Zhiyun's hand, as if biting her hand.

Zhiyun looked at his fingers: "I'm drooling."

So he took her hand and put it in his mouth.

Zhiyun: "..."

"vomit--"

Zhiyun suddenly made a big reaction.

Han Qing froze for a moment, let go of his mouth, and Zhiyun's hand fell down.

She looked at her fingers, and there was another big reaction: "Ugh—"

Han Qingrang anxiously protected her: "What's uncomfortable?"

Zhiyun snickered in his heart, but said solemnly on the surface: "I'm pregnant."

Han Qingrang: "..."

Seeing his sluggish appearance, Zhiyun just thought it was cute.

"Han Qingrang, what should I do if I'm pregnant again?" She pretended to be very anxious and worried to discuss with him, "Are you ready to have a second child? But I'm not ready yet, Xiao Tengsheng is still so young, and I Caesarean section again..."

She expressed her worries.

While talking, he did not forget to secretly glance at Han Qingrang's expression at this moment.

Seeing his short sluggishness at the beginning, and then his increasingly serious expression later, Zhiyun's heart skipped a beat.

Just when she was wondering what he might do or say, he replied to her in a very serious way: "Then don't give birth."

Zhiyun couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed cheerfully, "You don't expect our second child?"

Han Qingrang: "I never thought about it."

Zhiyun pierced him: "You obviously thought about it, and you whispered in my ear one night, whether you want to give birth to a daughter or something in a few years..."

Even if exposed.

Han Qingrang's reaction was also so calm, and he even answered her seriously: "That's a dream."

Zhiyun: "..."

What a dream!
But in the next second, he took the fruit salad from her hand and put it on the tea table.

When she realized it, Han Qing had already pushed her down on the sofa, "Zhizhi, I've thought about it carefully."

Zhiyun actively put his arms around his neck, "What have you thought about?"

Han Qingrang said, "I don't want a daughter."

"why?"

I remember before, before giving birth to Xiao Tengsheng, Han Qingrang thought about having a daughter.

He even quarreled with Qi Ren because of this, because Ren Qiren said that Han Qingrang would not have a daughter if he had three sons.

He was also angry.

Han Qingrang kissed the tip of her nose, and finally put his forehead on her chin, exhaled lightly, and landed on her neck, a little itchy.

He said: "I just feel that if I don't have a baby, my daughter will be fine, and my son won't be anymore. When Teng Sheng gets older, I'll leave it to them to take care of me. Let's live our lives, okay?"

Live our lives?

Is it the two-person world of her and him?

But Zhiyun thought of Xiao Tengsheng who was directly abandoned by Han Qingrang: "You are Xiao Tengsheng's father, let's see what you said."

Han Qingrang: "He should start to be independent earlier."

Zhiyun: "..."

How early is it to start being independent?

one year old?
Zhiyun couldn't hold back his smile, "You are too harsh on your son, be careful when you get old, your son will remove your oxygen mask."

Han Qingrang just showed a shallow smile.

He reminded her: "Zhizhi, what I just said..."

(End of this chapter)

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