His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1548

The two returned to the closed house with the news, and Qiao Shiwan and the others immediately arranged a firework show and firecrackers to celebrate the happy event.

That night, people from the east and west gardens gathered for dinner, and Cang Ting also came over.

Qian Miao has become a key protection target, especially her mother-in-law Qiao Shiwan, she is even more nervous than Feng Xian.

The topic naturally fell on Cang.

What Qiao Shiwan meant was that she didn't want her daughter-in-law to be tired, but as the president of the Cang family, it was impossible not to be tired.

Cang Ting was also in a dilemma.

And Qian Miao himself insisted that he was competent, and it would not affect anything.

In the end, Cang Zeyue was pulled out again, and when needed, he had to share the worries of his younger sister.

In this way, Qiao Shiwan could barely feel at ease.

At night, after the banquet was over, Qian Miao finally returned to the bedroom to rest.

She stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. Her belly was still flat, but now there was a little life living there.

The crystallization of her and Feng Xian.

She smiled unconsciously, and her birthday wish came true.

A pair of hands wrapped around her waist, and her back was also extremely warm.

"Do you think it's amazing?" He pressed her face and asked softly.

She hummed and said, "When I think of someone living in my stomach, I feel very strange and unbelievable. Tell me, is he a man or a woman?"

"Well... I think it's a boy." He kissed her subconsciously, and continued: "Because the gender of the child is determined by the father, and my family has always had more boys."

His voice was soft and deep, loud and moving, like the warm wind on a summer night.

She leaned against him comfortably, and said, "Well, yes, mother is like this, and Xiyuan is also like that."

Then she asked a question that many parents-to-be are curious about.

"Is the baby like you, or like me?"

No one knew that when she asked these questions, she actually didn't expect any kind of answer, but just enjoyed the process.

It was a wonderful happiness.

Feng Xian looked at Jing Jing, looked at her in the mirror, and smiled slightly: "No matter who you look like, you look good."

"Ah... By the way, what name do you want to name him?"

Her questions, asking an addiction.

Feng Xian thought about it for a while, but before she could speak, she interrupted her.

"No, I still think about the name, or my parents will come to pick it up. It's really not very good for you to choose a name."

The man is not happy: "how to say?"

Qian Miao didn't speak, but looked in one direction.

That was the photo wall, and one of the photos was a group photo of Feng Xian and Samoyed.

The man understood, and explained in a leisurely manner: "Strictly speaking, the name of Shengli was not chosen by me, but by him."

"tell me the story."

"At that time, a total of five names were put in front of him, and he only bit the note with the word "Victory" written on it."

She turned around and looked up at him: "Then, who wrote the note?"

The man is silent.

A few seconds later, I couldn't help but smiled slightly: "Well, I wrote it when I was fifteen."

"I was writing about victory, though."

She asked again, "What about the other four names?"

"Rocky, Coke, Little Qi, Little Sweet Potato."

"You wrote it too?"

"Written by someone else."

After listening, Qian Miao nodded immediately: "Well, I've decided, I can't let you choose a name."

The scene changed, and at this very moment, in the dog house downstairs, Shengli sneezed.

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