The bed was a little small and a little hard. Qin Mucheng lay on it and felt a little uncomfortable. He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Thinking about Ji Yuanyuan's pregnancy, his feelings became even more complicated.
Honestly, he had never thought he would be a father so soon.
His playmates of the same age were still playing around, but he was already going to be a father.
This proud and happy mood made his heart beat rapidly.
If it were a daughter, she would definitely be like Yuanyuan when she was young. She would be pink, tender, and adorable.
If it was a son, would he be as quiet and mature as he was when he was young?
When the child was born, his friends would definitely be very envious of him.
