MTL - My Cold Gentle Husband-Chapter 978 Very warm little guy

"Mummy" has not talked, Gu Nianbai ran over this time, the little hand touched the white belly, "Is my brother and sister in your stomach?"

White lightly picked her up and kissed her face: "Well, it’s fast."

"Oh, happy, Mommy, can you have a dragon and a baby? I have a classmate who is a dragon and a baby, so my brother and sister have it." Gu Nianbai looked happy.

"You want to be beautiful, twins are difficult, you still want dragon and phoenix." White light and cold water.

"Hey, then I have to have a younger brother first." Gu Nian Bai Dao.

"When I am pregnant with you, I will pray for sex," Bai said, holding her upstairs. "Let's call. I don't know if you are running around."

In the subconscious of white light, I still feel that the priest will not have an accident. After all, how can a big living person suddenly disappear?

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Nancheng.

The oriental scorpion kept at the bed and stared at the sleeping priest for a moment.

The door was slammed.

"Boss!" Lin Yang's voice came in.

The Oriental 珏 stretched his hand and pulled the quilt up and covered it under the clerk's chin. This made it out: "Enter."

Lin Yang pushed the door in, the respectful dagger: "Boss, the manager has already called the police to find someone."

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"Yes." Lin Yang beheaded and turned away.

The long finger of the Oriental 轻轻 gently licked the priest's cheek: "Small key, I will not let anyone take you away until you are willing to stay with me again."

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Man City.

Not long after the white light Yan Gang alarm, he received a call from Si Yue.

"Light Yan sister, do not have to find, my sister sent me an email, saying that she went out to distract." Secretary of the more relieved.

In this world, the priest is the only person whose blood is connected.

"Hey, she really can't let go." When will she come back?" Bai Qingyan asked.

Before Li Shuo retired, the priest was gone for three years, this time it will not be back for a long time?

Unexpectedly, after Li Shuo was rejected by himself, he still did not choose priest.

Perhaps, Li Shuo is not her beloved, the person who belongs to the priest, and has to appear.

White light sighs.

The priest was originally a beautiful lady. I never thought that within a few years, the earth-shaking changes in life were really a distressing girl.

"She didn't say it, just said let us not worry about her. As long as she knows her dynamics, I will be relieved. Let her go out and walk, everything will be fine." Secretary.

"Well, if she contacts you again, you will let her go home quickly. I will introduce her to a man who is thousands of times better than Li Shuo."

"Thank you, light sister, I will tell her." The more grateful the Secretary said.

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Nancheng.

I don't know how long it took, and the priests were faintly awake, and the Oriental cockroaches were no longer in the room.

She squinted at the ceiling, very embarrassed.

In the morning, Dongfang Yu took possession of her. Although she was only a short one less than a minute, she was not a fool. She could feel the fit between the two.

How can this be?

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Is she amrest? She is married to the East as a son of rice, and gives birth to a child?

how is this possible?

Why didn't she have a little impression?

The priest constantly hammered his head with his hand: "What have I forgotten? What have I forgot?"

She has now begun to doubt herself.

"Hey."

At this time, the door was knocked.

The priest stopped the action and half lifted up.

"Mummy, I am Moh, can I come in?"

Through the door panel, the boy’s crisp voice came in.

The priest didn't know what to think. She suddenly opened the quilt and ran to the door and opened the door.

She whispered and saw the boy at the door.

About four or five years old, the small face under the black short hair is very white, looks very beautiful, wearing a sky blue student uniform, looking up at the small face, smiling at her eyes, looking at her.

The smile is very warm, not like the coldness of the oriental cockroach, so cute that people want to hug him, a proper Xiaozheng too.

Somehow, the priest was still tangled, and the moment was soft and messy, she slowly squatted down.

Oriental ink didn't recognize her life a little, she plunged into her arms and hugged her neck: "Mummy, you said you will come back, you really came back, he didn't lie to me."

The priest’s heart was filled with something in an instant, and the soft little body rushed over. She couldn’t help but hug him: “You are called”

"Oriental ink, Mommy, you and me are just like me." Oriental ink looked up at her face, her hand holding her neck tightly. "Mummy, you said you forgot a lot of things." It doesn't matter, you will think of it. Just remember that Moh is your son."

The priest looked at his white, childish cheeks, and the heart was full of misery. She also hugged him.

This is still a child, whether she is a child or not, the priest feels that he has an obligation to be good to him.

Mainly he is too cute.

"Mummy, are you holding me down for dinner? It’s a hungry after a day of class." Oriental ink looked forward to her.

"Yeah." The priest temporarily forok his troubles and took him to stand up.

She couldn't tell what it was.

She has the illusion of being needed.

She used to be a high-ranking Miss Sijia, her mother Wan Peipei has been teaching her how to be a famous lady, a noble woman, to teach her must hold a strong heart, otherwise it is nothing.

Her father, Si Yuan, never had her and Si Yue in her eyes.

She feels that she is alive, that is, she must keep on going up, not letting anyone surpass herself, and sit firmly in the position of the first lady.

It was not until the white light appeared that all this was broken that she knew that she was nothing.

In the eyes of his father, there is only white lightness.

Although Wan Peipei did not say, the priest also knew that she thought she was useless and could not grasp Li Shuo.

Secretary Shi, in the white light appearance, he greatly accepted the existence of Bai Yanyan, she is not unique.

At this moment, holding the little guy in his arms, the priest's heart, inexplicably have a sense of satisfaction and presence.

Although this is not her child, she is not a child, but she is so feeling when she picks up the little one.

Oriental ink is always staring at her, smiling, that look is really warm and warm, it is like the look of people looking at people, very sunny.

Li Ma saw the priest holding the oriental ink down. She smiled: "Mrs., young master, dinner is ready, just wait for the grandfather."

"Yeah." The priest sat down on the sofa with Oriental ink. "Go get some pastries to give the ink pad cushion. He is hungry."