Xiao Changyi didn't respond to An Jing's words, but fell silent for a while before he asked, "Can't we just have one?"
An Jing: "..."
Seeing An Jing at a loss for words, Xiao Changyi resigned himself to the situation, embracing her gently so as not to bump into her belly. He sighed and said, "If it's two, then it's two. Raising one is the same as raising two."
An Jing was both amused and exasperated, "Husband, other families would probably be over the moon to have twins, and yet here you are, worrying about it."
Xiao Changyi muttered gloomily, "I was hoping we could have another decade or so of just the two of us."
An Jing was instantly amused, "Didn't you accept that I was pregnant? Why are you suddenly bringing up 'just the two of us' again?" Ever since the day she had learned of her pregnancy, her husband hadn't mentioned anything about a world with just the two of them again.
Xiao Changyi's tone grew even more sullen, "But aren't you carrying two now...?"