Qiao Jiusheng carefully thought about what he meant and her frown suddenly relaxed.
She bent down and held Fang Yusheng's face. Qiao Jiusheng planted a kiss on the corner of his mouth. After they separated, she said, "Don't worry, we'll have another cute little princess. We'll grow old together."
Fang Yusheng looked up at her.
Upon hearing this, he asked mercilessly, "What if it's a boy?" She always wanted a princess. She had never thought about what she would do if she gave birth to a little boy.
After saying this, Fang Yusheng saw the joy on Qiao Jiusheng's face freeze for a moment. "No, it will definitely be a girl." Qiao Jiusheng did not dare to imagine the scene of their third child being a boy.
Fang Yusheng looked at her deeply. He could not bear to break her fantasy, so he said, "I hope so."