Ye Jiuliang couldn't help but want to laugh, looking at him curiously, "How do you know for sure it's going to be a boy? Don't tell me you've made a pact with the baby?"
Li Mochan just hummed indifferently.
"Hum what, who are you trying to fool?" Ye Jiuliang said, somewhere between laughter and tears, raising her hand to pat his thigh.
Li Mochan turned off the tablet and casually placed it aside.
With a stretch of his strong arm, he lifted her slightly upward. Looking down at the woman leaning against his chest, his deep voice carried a hint of huskiness, "The baby told me. You really don't believe it?"
"If I believed you, that would mean there's something wrong with my IQ," Ye Jiuliang teased while pinching his jaw, the corners of her lips curving.
"Why don't you tell me how your kiddo informed you?"
"Every night after you fall asleep, the kiddo secretly tells me," he said, pretending to be serious.
