Regarding the offspring, Jiang Pengji really has no obsession.
Shouldn't this thing be handed over to the childcare agency, and then go to the childcare warehouse and click to collect it after a while
The old chief sneered and extinguished Jiang Pengji's fantasy, sober up, you are now in the backward ancient times instead of the Federation!
"Speaking of which, why don't the old chief mail me an artificial inoculation warehouse? It's so tiring to carry several kilograms of children in their stomachs and press the visceral nerves. I'm exhausted thinking about it. Now I want to feel my conscience and praise the decision of the federation. Banning maternal pregnancy is simply too much. It is an epoch-making law." Yesterday, Wei Ci was squeezed dry, and today he is lazy like a salted fish, perfectly interpreting the "Ge Youlie" in the mouths of salted fish.
Oh, with those half-closed and half-open dead fish eyes, it instantly replaced "Ge Youlie" as a new generation of expression packs.
Your father: Oh, then how do you explain the child's affairs to outsiders
His stomach didn't even get bigger, and he carried a big fat baby in three or five months. How to convince everyone that this is their young master
From the outsiders' point of view, this is a child that Jiang Pengji adopted from somewhere, and the quality is not guaranteed. The ghost knows whether it is the master.
When Jiang Pengji heard this, she thought there was a drama, and quickly a carp stood up, swept away the previous decadence and laziness.
"Can you mail it now?"
If it could be mailed, it would be perfect. Anyone who wants to have a few young masters can build it and form a football team a year!
Your Dad: No, give up, there is no such thing.
Hearing this, Jiang Pengji rolled her eyes and continued to lie down with her corpse, like a punctured balloon, which instantly collapsed.
"Old Chief, maternal pregnancy is against the law, how can I know the law and break the law?"
Jiang Pengji couldn't control the others, but as a well-behaved top executive of the Federal Army, she couldn't do this.
Your dad: Oh, you just say that you want to see other people scratch their ears and cheeks, why bother raising the banner
Every time everyone talks about the young master's problem, Jiang Pengji will show a faint look of good drama, and she is not afraid of being in a hurry and capsize
As Jiang Pengji grows older, the problem of offspring will become more and more serious, people's hearts will fluctuate, and something may happen.
The old chief kindly mentioned Jiang Pengji, but the dead child just wouldn't listen.
She laughed and hit haha.
"Why am I so naive?"
Naturally, she wouldn't do pointless things for this kind of bad taste.
Repeatedly make one's own people anxious, and over time will also be chilling.
She has been dragging on not to give birth, because she wants this life to fit as closely as possible with the previous life in Wei Ci's memory, let Feng You still be Feng You, let Jiang Yan still be Jiang Yan, even though she knows it's impossible . Even the embryos conceived by the same pair of parents and at the same time cannot be exactly the same, let alone the time.
As a federal human, Jiang Pengji has no affection or obsession with the blood of his descendants.
If a child is a comfort to Wei Ci, having a baby sooner or later doesn't matter.
In addition to this, she has a more important reason.
The body that Jiang Pengji is currently using, "Liu Xi", came from a noble family. Even if she had no connection with the Liu clan, she also came out of the sect in the early years, but she broke the bones and connected the tendons. Jiang Pengji wanted to see when they couldn't sit still.
If she couldn't sit still, she might as well take the opportunity to make a break with Liu Shi and restore her real name.
Although the name is just a code name, it is very common to change the name and surname, but it is quite annoying to be called Liu Xi all day long.
The traces left in the future also belong to "Liu Xi", and all the rise and fall of honor and disgrace has nothing to do with "Jiang Pengji", which is unbearable.
Your Abba: Tsk, I remember someone saying that fame is like shit.
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Fuck, isn't the reason for being famous in history just to pretend to be seen by future generations, otherwise what's the point of living?"
your dad: heh
Capricious woman.
Jiang Pengji said, "Children are indeed troublesome, let alone having children, I don't even have experience in raising children..."
Your father: It's enough that your little man can raise him. I guess no one expects your uncle to teach his children well.
Jiang Pengji is not a material for teaching and educating people. No matter how good the seedlings are in her hands, it is a waste, and they may even mislead others.
"Said he was an adult."
What a little man is not a little man, there is always an illusion that he is keeping a little wolf dog by himself.
Your dad: Oh, do you need me to look over the definitions of adulthood and minors in federal law
Jiang Pengji: "..."
The topic just can't go on.
She still wanted to keep Ge You lying down, but the chores outside would not give her a chance.
"I thought that the winner in life should be able to earn gold mountains and silver seas while lying still..." Jiang Pengji is not afraid of the cold, but she doesn't like the feeling of being surrounded by air-conditioning. Even if carbon is generated in the room, poor indoor ventilation is prone to carbon monoxide poisoning Ah, the room is much colder than the quilt, she grumbled and complained, "I'm the strongest prince in the world, I'm only a prince, why do I still have the heart to sell hundreds of noodles and make money selling cabbage. Money, wake up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, eat worse than pigs, work more than donkeys…”
Speaking of envy, Jiang Pengji is the most envious of those foolish lords who do everything in the world to support one person.
There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and it takes ten years to sleep one a day...
Of course, this is purely the yy of poor scholars. It's like the joke that Xianyu told her a while ago. The peasants guessed that the emperor used a golden hoe to work in the fields, and the empress used a golden mallet to wash her clothes... There are no three thousand beauties. But dozens are still ok.
Jiang Pengji is just a Wei Ci, and the little man is jealous.
As for her, it is better to carry a golden hoe down to the ground briskly at work every day.
The salted fish are not happy.
Smuggling to Africa: Anchor, before you say this, feel your conscience first, and then look at Zixiao and the others, okay
If Jiang Pengji can still make some cabbage money, Wei Ci and the others are just paying their youthful energy to subsidize the money.
Jiang Pengji was too lazy to lift his eyelids.
This is obviously her live broadcast room, but the fans are all other people, and from time to time they diss her for all kinds of idols.
With all due respect to her, the idols of this group of salted fish who were once fans are now middle-aged uncles in their thirties and forties.
Lanting Xiangxue: That's called the charm of a mature man.
I don't know if that group of people is very good at controlling their body or they eat too little meat, almost no one is middle-aged and fat, there is no beer belly, baldness is non-existent, and greasy is impossible, but they are still personable and gentle, The more alive, the more delicious it is.
Hehe, when Jiang Pengji saw Huang Song, she retracted her words.
Even after a busy afternoon, Jiang Pengji was too lazy to let the back kitchen fire, so she simply found a shop to eat casually, but she ran into an old friend.
She glanced at Huang Song's stomach, then at his face and chin, very sad.
"Are you practicing the Nine Nine Returns Dafa?"
Huang Song was very inexplicable.
"What is Ninety-Nine Returns to Dafa?"
Jiang Pengji stared at his stomach, "The muscles of your previous body are integrated into one."
Huang Song: "..."
Feng Jue, who just came out of the elegant room and heard this sarcastic remark: "..."
Huang Song jumped with anger and gritted his teeth, "This is not fat, this is called plump."