C1195 Your Dad Thinks You're Weak

Jun Siming wanted to laugh. "Dad, don't say that. You already have seven sons. Normal people can't give birth to you. How can you lose face?"

"What's the use of having seven sons? I'm screwed up here!" In order to hasten the process, Jun Yueting also put in all his effort.

"You gave birth to you, and I gave birth to mine. It doesn't matter, does it?" If Lu Wanwan were to carry a baby again