Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online Chapter 1147 - 1150: Joy of Having Twins 9

"Silly girl, today is a day for celebration, no crying in front of . If you give birth to two daughters who love to cry, I won’t agree. My daughters, the daughters of Gu Shaocheng, are destined to be the pride of the heavens. Where would they find the chance to cry?"

"I’m pregnant with sons."

"..."

Chenxing imdiately wrapped her arms around him and joyfully returned the "favor" with multiple playful kisses on his face, "I’m pregnant with sons. Both are boys, not daughters."

"........."

"I said that if I were having two daughters, you’d definitely give the cold shoulder. But Brother Baihao said you love so much that you would never do that. So, the two of us made a bet and decided to play a little trick on you."

Chenxing clung to his neck, her eyes shimring with a sweetness that seed to bubble over, "Brother Baihao told you I was pregnant with twin daughters, but it was just a lie. I didn’t cry at all. I just wanted to see how you’d react if I had daughters. But in reality, I’m pregnant with two sons. Shaocheng, the sons you wanted most–I’ve carried them for you. My belly did a great job this ti. Two boys in one go. Are you happy?"

"..............."

Chenxing blinked, then blinked again, biting her lip as she noticed that her husband’s expression hadn’t changed at all for a long ti. He looked frozen, unchanging. "Why aren’t you reacting? Shaocheng, didn’t you always want sons? I’ve done it, haven’t I?"

"Sons?" It took a while for Gu Shaocheng to snap out of his daze, his tone sowhere between surprise and disbelief.

Chenxing nodded emphatically, "Yes, sons."

"Two sons?"

"Yes, two."

Gu Shaocheng tilted his head back and looked at the sky, then took a deep breath. His gaze moved past her, landing on Nan Baihao, who was walking over with a mischievous grin. He repeated once more: "Two sons?"

"Haha, big brother, look at you—your expression is completely dumbfounded. Yes, two sons! I was just teasing you over the phone earlier!"

But the next second, Gu Shaocheng suddenly let out a low growl, completely devoid of the excitent Chenxing had expected. Instead, he spoke each word deliberately and sternly: "The two of you—tell honestly right now. Is it two daughters or two sons?"

One mont it was daughters, the next it was sons. He no longer knew what to believe.

Chenxing could faintly sense that Gu Shaocheng was upset. His expression was now too cold and severe, so intimidating that she didn’t even dare to breathe loudly. All she could do was frantically turn her head to look at Nan Baihao for help. Realizing he had annoyed his brother, Nan Baihao imdiately admitted his mistake and said, "Big brother, uh, it was just a little joke. No need to take it so seriously, right? It’s not daughters—it’s sons!"

Gu Shaocheng’s brows furrowed, his eyes flashing with an unyielding seriousness. With a loud clap, his palm slamd down heavily, "Is this sothing that you can joke about? Even jokes have their ti and place. You two—acting so recklessly in front of —is it because neither of you wants to live anymore? Chenxing, you tell yourself. Haven’t I told you before what the one thing you absolutely cannot do in front of is?"

"...Not... not lie." Chenxing, stumbling over her words, nervously glanced at him before quickly retracting her gaze, terrified that his piercing eyes might rip her apart.

"And yet, how did you act, hmm?" He squinted slightly, his gaze sweeping across her face.