The fake daughter can be salty or sweet

"But, it's my sister's parents who don't want her. Even if she's sent back, my sister won't be happy."

"Xiaoshi, believe me, there is no mother in this world who doesn't love her child, and Wanwan's parents are the same." Yang Zizi squatted down and patiently said to Xiaoshi.

Xiaoshi lowered his head and thought about it. Before Lun Shengshi came back, he really missed him very much and imagined the days when the three of them lived together.

My sister should also want to live with her parents like him, but it's just that her parents' momentary impulse made her very disappointed with her parents and she didn't want to go back out of anger.

"Well, then we'll call Wanwan's parents to come over for dinner."

Yang Zizi touched Xiaoshi's head with relief.

"Come on, Wanwan baby, let your sister hold you, and wish me a baby girl this year." Yang Zizi said as she picked up Wanwan, her eyes constantly hinting at Lun Shengshi.

Lun Shengshi pretended to see nothing and kept avoiding her eyes.

When Xiaoshi was born, he had tortured her to death. He would never let Yang Zizi fall into despair for the second time. The risk was too great.

During the meal, Yang Zizi could not let go of Qianqian. The degree of doting was almost catching up with her own children.

The two children played and fought during the meal, which made Yang Zizi happy. Perhaps this was the joy of family.

Lun Shengshi was very worried. He wanted a girl, but he didn't want Yang Zizi to suffer fatal pain again.

When Tianshi Weiwei gave birth to Yang Zizi, she exchanged her life for Yang Zizi. Although giving birth to Xiaoshi was a blessing, he didn't dare to take such a risk the second time. He was too scared. He was so scared that he didn't dare to think about how good it would be if he had a daughter.

Yang Zizi hinted with a look, are you ready for a second child?

Lun Shengshi shook his head. He would not be ready, never forever.

Yang Zizi's face darkened, and she hung on him, acting cute and coquettish: "Don't you want a daughter as cute as Qianwan?"

"No, you are enough for me!" Lun Shengshi refused without hesitation, trying not to look at Qianwan who lied to him about having a daughter.

"Hey." Yang Zizi sighed, how could he not know Lun Shengshi's little thoughts!

"I know you are worried about me, but you see, you already have a son, and it won't be a big problem to have another one."

"Don't be lucky!" Lun Shengshi scratched her little nose and said in a pretended angry way.

"I will protect myself!" Yang Zizi was relentless and still wanted a daughter.

"No!" Lun Shengshi's position was firm.

It was already late, and Yang Zizi, who was originally scheduled to send Qianwan back to his parents at 7 o'clock, fortunately missed the time, but won a night to enjoy the happy time of having a daughter.

They decided to send Qianwan home tomorrow.

Lun Shengshi was helpless. Although he liked Qianwan very much, he was afraid that he would be so impulsive that he would agree to Yang Zizi's request for a second child the next moment he talked to her.

That was not okay. Besides, would the second child have to be a daughter? If it was a son, would she have to have a third, fourth, or even fifth child?

The big bed was already occupied by Xiaoshi, Qianwan, and Yang Zizi.

"Do you want to come together?" Yang Zizi patted the seat next to her and asked Lun Shengshi excitedly.

Lun Shengshi walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, taking out a storybook: "Let me tell you a story!"