President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Looking at the little guy's expectant eyes, Wan Xiaxia couldn't bear to refuse.

But in the end he still said, "No, if I'm not the real Wan Xiaxia, I can stay by your side, but what about your grandpa?"

If he really loved that Wan Xia Tian, ​​how could he be willing to keep a substitute by his side?

Hearing this, the little guys fell silent for a moment.

"Okay," Wan Xiatian nodded, "Go play somewhere else, and leave the living room to me and your mommy."

The little guys looked at each other and went to the bedroom silently.

In the living room, only Wan Xia Tian and Song Ru Nian were left.

Song Runian's tone was tentative, "If you really weren't her, you would have left, isn't that a joke?"

"Of course not," Wan Xiaxia replied, "Let me ask, if it were you, would you be willing to accept a double by your side?"

Song Runian: "..."

Indeed not.

In her heart, Bo Si Bai is unique and no one can replace him.

Not to mention that they just look alike.

"So, I believe that Father Bo's choice will be the same as yours." Wan Xiatian shrugged.

Song Runian's expression was very firm, "But I still think that you are that Wan Xiatian, the Wan Xiatian we are looking for."

"It's useless to talk too much. We'll know when the paternity test comes out tomorrow." Wan Xiaxia said.

After a pause, he raised his hand and pointed to the wine cabinet next to him, "Maybe we will become strangers tomorrow, so if we have wine today, we will be drunk today, shall we drink?"

"I just gave birth not long ago, so I can't drink alcohol for the time being, can I drink orange juice?" Song Runian said.

Hearing this, Wan Xiatian looked at her in surprise, "You just gave birth, you can't tell!"

Song Runian has a slender figure and doesn't look like a pregnant woman at all.

But it's true, if you put the five children together with Song Runian, few people would believe that these children were all born by her.

"Having a baby must be very hard!" Wan Xiatian asked curiously, "I have never had a baby, but seeing you like this, it is easy to have the illusion that having a baby is very simple."

"Of course it's not easy. Pregnancy in October and the pain of childbirth, no one can replace these." Song Runian replied.

"Then why do you still have to give birth?" Wan Xiaxia was puzzled.

Since giving birth is so painful, you should get out of the sea of ​​suffering.

"Probably because I love Si Bai very much," Song Runian replied, "So, I am willing to give birth to the crystallization of our love, to let our lives continue, and to let this work of art that belongs to us be born in the world."

It is true that giving birth to a child is very hard, and some people even die because of it.

But Song Runian still felt that if the husband and wife were very loving, it would not be so scary to give birth to a new life for this man.

Wan Xiaxia shook his head, "I'm a non-marriageist, so I can't understand this, but I can tell that you really like that Si Bai."

"Well, I like it very much." Song Runian nodded vigorously.

Wan Xiaxia suddenly became curious, "Then what's the story between you, let's hear it."

"The night is long," Song Runian said, "I'll pour the orange juice first, and then I'll talk slowly."

"Yes, yes." Wan Xiaxia agreed with both hands and feet. You speak slowly, I am really interested. "

So for the next whole night, Song Runian described her own story.

Wan Xiaxia listened with gusto, his eyes were full of curiosity and admiration.

When it was almost dawn, the story finally came to an end.

Wan Xiaxia also heaved a long sigh, "I really envy your love, if you listen a little more, I guess my firm belief in not getting married will be broken."