"Liar." Elena skimmed her lips, "It's clear that she just said she only likes her daughter."
Even the daughter's room was prepared in advance, in contrast to the son's not worth mentioning.
"Did you?" Logan pretended to be innocent.
"Where is it not!" She immediately turned around and theorized with him, "Those words were clearly said by you just now, do you still want to deny it?"
"No." He let out a low laugh.
Elena stifled a grunt, looking at someone's sophomoric appearance and could not get a little angry.
Logan hugged her waist, his chin rested on her shoulder, "Elena, this is my child, I can't possibly not love him, it's just that boys can't be spoiled, lest they be incapable of protecting you."
"Where do I need him to protect me?"
"I need to." Logan didn't think so, "You're the biggest baby in our family, who else can we protect if not you?"
Elena was also stirred up by his words and her little face turned red for a while, "If you say so, then I'll forgive you!"
"What about the daughter thing?" Logan raised an eyebrow and looked at her neatly, as if he was watching her fall completely into the trap he had set.
Elena blinked her eyes, apparently just reacting.
The little woman dropped her eyes, a flash of despondency under her eyes, "Logan, my wish was once exactly the same as yours, but now, I dare not promise you."
Before she got pregnant with the baby, she even thought she would never have a child in her life, but God took pity on her, so he gave her a child, and now, she really doesn't dare to guarantee ...... what will happen in the future.
The pain in his eyes was captured in his eyes, and he wordlessly circled her into his arms, his slightly cool lips imprinted on her pink lips, "Is your ladyship doubting my ability? Or is it that you don't trust me?"
Elena implicitly understood the hint in her words, and her little face suddenly turned as red as a ripe tomato.
Seeing that he was about to press up again, Elena hastily resisted him, "Be careful not to press the baby."
"No."
Elena immediately cupped his face, her little face written with seriousness, "Let me ask you one thing."
"Hmm."
Elena narrowed her eyes, "The baby's name, have you picked it out yet?"
"......"
The man was instantly silent, the air was silent and somewhat eerie, Elena came closer, not allowing him the slightest chance to escape, "No?"
"Think about it."
"What's it called!?" The little woman had an excited look on her face and couldn't wait to find out.
Logan apparently had the intention to sell the shutter not to say, the fingertips pinched the tip of her nose jokingly, "When the baby is born, you will know."
"You want to hide it that long?" Elena looked stunned.
Logan raised an eyebrow, the answer was obvious.
"Don't do it ...... that's how long it takes."
"Soon." The man hooked his lips and laughed, "It's a little too early to tell you, I'll tell you when it's completely set."
"Petty!"
Logan pretended not to hear, Elena got even more depressed and her voice got a little louder, "Cheapskate!"
"......"
"Cheapskate!!!"
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