"How many children do you think we want?" Ji Ming thought, tilting her head.
"Just one"
"Then do you like boys or girls?"
"I like everything that is born to you."
"Why"
"Having a child is painful. I don't want you to have to go through it a second time." Xue Yang said, putting down the book in his hand and looking at Ji Ming tenderly. In fact, he was selfish. He didn't want to have another child to share her love, and he didn't want her to take another risk. He was afraid of life without her.
"I got it." Ji Ming was very touched, and she was glad that she had met Xue Yang; what should I do, she fell in love with him more and more.