Jiang Yao glared at Lu Xingzhi; she was annoyed with him. "If you continue like this, then I won't get pregnant!"
Lu Xingzhi's expression froze. In comparison, he chose not to say anything in the end. If Jiang Yao got angry, he would lose more than he gained.
"Then give birth to whichever gender you like."
Lu Xingzhi decided to compromise. He lowered his head and kissed his wife. The corners of his lips curled into a smile.
They would get a daughter eventually.
Regardless of whether it was a boy or a girl, the most important task was to make his wife pregnant. For that goal, Lu Xingzhi held his wife and struggled for half a night.