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Chapter 155 How Do You Know It's a Daughter and Not a Son?
Putting down the water glass, she heard movement at the door, and seeing the man who had just entered, Song Xixi showed a happy and gentle smile.

"Husband, you are back."

Tang Zhihuan met her gentle eyes, and a sense of happiness that had been quiet for years was constantly growing and sprouting in his heart.

He also looked at her, with a gentle smile on his cold handsome face.The man bent down to put on indoor slippers, closed the door with one hand and walked towards Song Xixi

Wen Sheng responded to her: "Well, I'm back."

He sat down beside Song Xixi, holding her hand firmly: "How do you feel?"

"It feels...not real, because I'm so happy." Song Xixi put her head in the man's arms with a smile.When she heard his disordered heartbeat, she realized that this man was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Tang Zhihuan hugged her tightly, lowered his head and kissed her heartily.

With a hoarse voice: "I'm also...not real."

In this way, the two hugged quietly for a long time.

It wasn't until Song Xixi's stomach growled that Tang Zhihuan let go of her: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

Song Xixi tilted his head and thought for a while: "Let's go to the noodle shop to eat dumplings. I want to eat soup dumplings with corn and pork filling."

Tang Zhihuan nodded and led her out.When putting on her shoes, the laces of Song Xixi's canvas shoes became loose, and the man whispered, "Don't move", then squatted at Song Xixi's feet, bowed his head and carefully tied her shoelaces.

After tying it up, he held her hand tightly again, looked back at her after going out, and then locked the door.

Song Xixi smiled on his shoulder: "Are you too nervous?"

"Mom called me and said that you should be especially careful in the first three months of pregnancy. You can't bump or catch cold."

After entering the elevator, there was no one else in the elevator, Song Xixi teased him cheekily: "Did that mother tell us to sleep in separate beds?"

The man glanced at her lightly and pressed the elevator on the first floor.

There is a food street across the street from their community. The snacks and barbecues are very lively at night, but it is hot in summer, and most of the people who come out are students and couples.

When they passed by, the street lights had just come on, the food court was still relatively cold, it was still early for supper, and it was too late for dinner.

So there were not many people, Tang Zhihuan protected Song Xixi, worried that she would be hit by someone.

There is a noodle shop in the alley of the food street. Although the shop is not big, the taste of noodles and dumplings is outstanding. When the two walked in, there were still many people eating noodles in the shop.

Tang Zhihuan ordered two bowls of dumplings in clear soup, and brought Song Xixi a can of Wangzai milk.

Song Xixi looked at him with her chin propped up, her eyes squinted: "When Yu Cha was pregnant for the first time, Shi Yixiao nervously entered the third level of defense. Yu Cha couldn't eat junk food, stimulated food, and even cell phones were not allowed. Play, you won't ask me to do the same, will you?"

"It's okay to eat once in a while, otherwise you'll be in a bad mood."

Song Xixi smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

When the soup dumplings were served, Song Xixi took a sip of the soup first, feeling hungry all of a sudden, so he couldn't wait to take a bite of the dumplings, and accidentally got burned.

Tang Zhihuan looked at her, frowning slightly: "Eat slowly, don't burn my daughter."

Song Xixi blew on the dumplings: "How do you know it's a daughter? Can't it be a son?"

Tang Zhihuan was silent and did not speak.

If she gave birth to a son and inherited Song Xixi's IQ, would he be pissed off in the future?

He traveled back to 12 years ago, Song Xixi was in the third year of high school, and the difficulty of making up lessons for her was even more difficult than getting a perfect score in the college entrance examination.

Give birth to a daughter with a lower IQ, but she can also be called cute.

Moreover, he will soften his heart a lot to the little girl who thinks the same as Song Xixi, even if she is stupid, she won't be too angry.

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Song Xixi didn't think too much. He stuffed the cold dumpling into his mouth and swallowed it to be satisfied.

When the dumplings came out, the food street became lively.

You can smell the smell of five-spice powder and cumin powder grilled by charcoal from the barbecue stand from a distance. The narrow streets are gradually crowded, and playful children are running in the crowd. Tang Zhihuan escorted Song Xixi out of the food street , changed to holding her hand.

(End of this chapter)