"I do!"
"Since you want a little brother, Uncle Xiong must sleep with your mom. Your mom alone can't give birth to a little brother," Ye Xiong said with a smile.
"Why can a little brother be born if mom sleeps with you, but not when she sleeps with me?" Youyou asked curiously.
Even though Ye Xiong was quick-witted and eloquent, he didn't know how to explain this question, both simple and complicated.
"Is this how you teach a child?" Du Yuehua glared at him and said, "Youyou, don't listen to Uncle Xiong's nonsense. He's just talking rubbish."
"Does that mean mom can give birth to a little brother all by herself, without Uncle Xiong?" Youyou pressed for an answer.
Ha, Ye Xiong laughed silently.
"What mom means is..." Du Yuehua also didn't know how to explain this simple yet complex question, and could only glare at Xiong fiercely.
