The thought of falling asleep to heaven.
A strange excitement surged up in Fu Yue's heart uncontrollably.
Such a holy and beautiful god.
I don't know what she was thinking before, but she couldn't resist not attacking him.
System 677 grinned: [Host, this child doesn't really exist, how could you have a child in the small world? This is what I did! !]
Fu Yue: "...? Are you saying it again?"
As if realizing that his way of expression was not right, system 677 gave two baws, and said, "This is my fault, I used a trick to match you and Lord Tiandao, so that the relationship between you will be less. Take some detours... am I smart hehehe~"
Fu Yue resisted the urge to kill this Tong.
Smart, smart enough that I want to take you back into the oven.
Fu Yue sneered twice: "Untie it for me."
System 677 is silent for a moment.
What did it do wrong to make the boss angry
Wronged Baba, crying and chirping.
System 677 quickly undid the spell, and Fu Yue immediately felt a strange feeling in her lower abdomen. It couldn't be called pain, but she could clearly feel that something connected with her blood had left her body.
Fu Yue's eyes froze for a moment.
Did not speak.
System 677 is still very winking, it is keenly aware of Fu Yue's depression, and then thinks of the sudden temper tantrum just now.
It has a wild guess.
Could it be that the host is not willing to part with this child
System 677: […]
It seems to have stabbed a basket.
Isn't this stabbing the host's heart with a knife!
System 677 played dead and remained silent.
Fu Yue waved his hand, "Go away."
System 677: [Cha!]
Fu Yue sat there alone for a long time, her slender fingertips holding her belly all the time, her expression a little lost.
Mingming was so determined at the beginning that he didn't want this child.
But now I know that this is just an oolong.
She is depressed again.
bother.
At night, Wen Xian turned and turned to Chaoyang Palace again.
During the meal, adhering to the saying that you can't talk when you eat, none of them spoke.
Because both were born in the royal family, their table manners are impeccable. Just watching them eat is a visual treat.
After a meal.
Wen Xian mentioned to Fu Yue about the child again.
If this matter is not resolved, it will always be his heart disease.
Wouldn't it be more dangerous if the month was older
Wen Xian shook his head and instantly dismissed the terrible thoughts in his mind.
"Lan'er, how do you think about the child? How about we find a time to settle this matter?"
Fu Yue was silent and did not speak.
Wen Xian thought she was reluctant to bear the child, and comforted her gently: "Lan'er, if you like children, then we can go to the clan to adopt a smart and cute one, so that you don't have to bear the pain of childbirth, isn't it the best of both worlds?"
His slender, jade-like fingers pinched her fingertips, silently giving her strength.
Fu Yue was almost brainwashed.
This man is so gentle.
She raised her hand to her thin lips, and said in a low voice, "Okay."
Fu Yue was still a little curious. If Wen Xian knew that she was not really pregnant, how would she react
Will you be angry
Feel like you've been tricked
Seeing that Fu Yue agreed, Wen Xian was a little relieved, and his eyes couldn't help falling on her flat belly.