Ji Wei secretly glanced at her husband, her eyes sparkling with a smile. Pointing at the pink romper dress left in the shopping cart, she said, "This dress is perfect. Our daughter will look gorgeous in it."
Upon hearing this, Mo Qian's expression softened significantly.
"Alright, don't be mad. I'm just worried that if we buy too much, the baby won't use it all and it'll be a waste," Ji Wei said as she walked over, shaking his hand and looking up at him with bright, pleading eyes. Her tone carried a gentle hint of coquettishness.
Mo Qian gave her a sidelong glance. "I'm planning for us to have two babies in three years. How could it go to waste?"
Ji Wei's face flushed instantly. "Who said I'd have two babies in three years with you?"
She hadn't even delivered the one she was carrying yet!
"You really don't want to?"
