<h4>Chapter 799: 799. Jack Campbell VS Laura Jones_1</h4>


    Elly Campbell very sensibly got off the bed and walked over to him, taking the initiative to take his arm, "Lord of the ind, let’s have a chat, shall we?"


    Adam Jones nced sideways at the charming face beside him, pleading for favor, and snorted in displeasure, "Why aren’t you calling me ’husband’ anymore?"


    Seeing Elly Campbell looking at him seriously, she said, "If I were to call you ’husband,’ I think you’d spend another hour in the bathroom."


    Adam Jones: "..."


    He looked at Elly Campbell helplessly, finding that his wife seemed to be in an especially good mood today. Not only was she acting like a little woman, coquettishly cuddling up to him, but she was also ying the rogue with him.


    Remembering how when he had just entered the room she pounced on him like a butterfly, and how she had sweetly whispered to him so spontaneously, he couldn’t shake the feeling that she must be hiding some good news from him.


    With that thought, he narrowed his eyes at her and asked, "Are you very happy today?"


    "When have I ever not been happy?"


    Elly Campbell raised an eyebrow at him, seemingly afraid he would see through her, and immediately took the initiative, saying:


    "Or is it that you don’t want to see me this happy?"


    "Nonsense, what are you talking about?"


    Adam Jones raised his hand and lightly patted her head, pulling her to lie down beside the bed.


    "Didn’t you want to talk? What do you want to talk about?"


    Elly Campbelly down beside him, her hand quietly resting on her stomach, and said:


    "Husband, you keep looking forward to having a daughter, but if I were to give birth to another son in the future, would you not love him?"


    "Of course."


    Adam Jones’s answer was immediate, but the next second, he saw his wife’s face fall.


    He quickly protested in a pitiful voice, "We already have one man in the house fighting me for my wife. If there’s another, I’d definitely be unhappy."


    Elly Campbell’s lips twitched violently, and she said irritably:


    "That’s true. And if we have a daughter, there would be one more person fighting for my husband. Why would I even bother giving birth? Better not to at all."


    Adam Jones listened to his wife’s "whimsical" coquetry and burst intoughter.


    He took Elly Campbell by the shoulders and said, "The daughter is a princess, you are my queen. No matter how lovely a princess is, she cannotpare to my queen."


    Elly Campbell’s mouth twitched again, and she changed the subject, continuing:


    "So, if I were pregnant, have you thought of a name for the child?"


    "I’ve thought about it long ago. If it’s a son, call him Jack Campbell; if it’s a daughter, Laura Jones."


    Elly Campbell: "..."


    The discrepancy in treatment between these two names is a bit too much.


    If we continue to have sons, would they be called Jack Five, Jack Six...?


    Laura Jones, this name...


    "That name for a daughter sounds a bit too traditional, doesn’t it?"


    "What’s wrong with a traditional vor? Don’t you think it’s very poetic?"


    He held Elly Campbell’s hand, and in the moment she looked up, his deep ck eyes locked with hers, her entire being merged into his gaze as warm as a hot spring, surrounded by a sea of deep affection.


    "Green, green are the robes, eternal is my heart for you."


    Suddenly faced with such a confession, Elly Campbell’s heart was sharply tingled, itchy, and a bit sweet.


    She smiled softly, her lips pursed, and with a touch of girlish shyness, she buried her face in Adam Jones’s chest. After a long while, she suddenly whispered, "I heard the line from ’Book of Songs’ is about homosexuality."


    Adam Jones: "..."


    He raised his hand and lightly patted her buttocks, saying in a deep voice, "With such a great atmosphere, how could you have the nerve to kill the mood?"