"What else can I do? I can't bear to abort my baby."
Mo Shixiu finally heaved a sigh of relief. Even his expression became more relaxed.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he reached out to stroke her head. He said gently, "Yes, give birth to our baby. We're all good-looking, so the baby will definitely be beautiful. This is a little angel bestowed to us by God. It's a pity to abort it. It's too cruel."
Jiang Luoli couldn't help but laugh.
She said in amusement, "Mo Shixiu, I just realized that you also have moments of narcissism."
However, she agreed with him.
Both she and Mo Shixiu had good looks. Their future babies would definitely be very beautiful.
Especially Mo Shixiu. She could never get tired of looking at his face.
If their baby could inherit his good looks, be it male or female, they would definitely have heaven-defying looks in the future.
Jiang Luoli suddenly felt less conflicted.
