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9102 years
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Don't ask Murong Jihua how he feels now, it's just uncomfortable,
Very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.
966.
So the old courtyard was lucky enough to witness, Murong Jihua stretched out his knuckle-boned hand, gently stroked He Junle's hair, and said softly:
"Fool, as long as it is born by you, no matter male or female, it will be my baby,"
He lowered his head and gently kissed He Junle's hair:
"You are my baby too."
967.
My day,
fuck me
I rely on.
Old Yard's body was covered in goosebumps three centimeters in all directions, and his current mood could no longer be described with a few swear words.
—Murong Jihua is not much better.
Murong Jihua endured a sense of disobedience that was too great to ignore, and looked down at He Junle with a stiff neck. The man in his arms had long eyelashes and a vivid expression on his face, looking...
It can not be!
It can not be! ! !
968.
Murong Jihua was frightened into a cold sweat by his own thought.
But I can even encounter such a thing as time travel, think about it from another angle, if He Junle is taken away... it actually makes sense, right
He's too real!
969.
Murong Jihua turned his head and said coldly to the old courtyard:
"You go out first, our husband and wife still have a lot of things to say. Prepare more anti-abortion medicines and supplements. If you are so poor, you will have money left."
The old courtyard can't wait for such a sentence!
970.
After the old courtyard left, Murong Jihua hurriedly pulled He Junle away, facing his watery and pitiful expression, he wanted to speak but stopped talking, and asked tentatively:
"... He Junle."
He Junle shyly said: "Jihua."
Murong Jihua paused slightly: "... He Junle?"
He Junle smiled sweetly: "Huahua?"
Murong Jihua's eyes darkened: "...He, Jun, Le...?"
He Junle looked dumbfounded: "The child's father?"
971.
Fuck me.
972.
Murong Jihua pushed He Junle down, slammed him onto the bed, and while picking up the other's clothes, he said viciously:
"Where is the evildoer, how presumptuous! Return my He Junle, otherwise, you will go up to the poor and fall into the underworld, and go to heaven and hell in the dark world. Even if you spend all your money, please ask all the Taoist monks in the world, I will drive you, a monster, out of your body—"
His hands are already about to reach into the absolute realm:
"Do you deserve a [noun] like his [adjective]? You don't deserve it! Give me—"
973.
With a dark face, He Junle kicked Murong Jihua off his body before leaving.
"...you always use your lovely IQ and beautiful logic to over and over again force women to beat Lao Tzu's IQ, really, you have pushed me to this point..."
He looked like he wanted to be angry, but looking at Murong Jihua, for some reason, a smile flowed from the corner of his mouth naturally:
"I lost."
974.
"Hahahahahahahahaha xswl He Junle, look quickly, this filming and inspection report... this old yard is a talent, I think he can go further."
"Well, the PS technology is really good, but the position of the man's imaginary uterus is not done well. If it is really in this position, the pressure will be too great, and the fetus will continue to affect the mother's prostate when it grows."
"... Awesome?"
"According to his theory, after giving birth to a child, I will become sexually frigid sooner or later."
"Call him here, let me have a good discussion with him. You can see that the shadow position in this film is a bit rough. The black light coverage area should be 87% instead of 90%. I want to talk to him about medicine..."
"... I beg you to have a good pregnancy."
975.
The old courtyard sits in the dean's office on the fifth floor, facing the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, with a panoramic view of the entire city A.
The sky is still so blue,
The clouds are still so white,
This spring, the sour smell of animals breeding and loving is still so pungent...
976.
The old dean is fifty-five this year,
He has been a top student in a top college since he was a child, and he has grown from a child of someone else's family to a man of another family.
He never doubted his medical skills and the absolute authority of modern science.
Until I met Murong Jihua.
977.
Men can't get pregnant, right
He flipped through the Royal Journal of Medicine at hand again.
Men can't get pregnant, right
Can't get pregnant
can't you
man! ! !
Forget it, the more I think about it, the more I get a headache, I don’t want to, it’s better to ride the wind back, it’s better to ride the wind back... eh
Old Yard supported the glass window and said doubtfully:
"earthquake?"
978.
——At the same time, the sound of huge footsteps like giants entering the village mixed with a strong sense of shock climbed up from the soles of the old yard to the scalp.
He looked out:
979.
Elizabeth.
She was wearing a long gauze dress with a big red fishtail and a black diamond and pearl crown on her head. Her lips were red and her teeth were white.
Just... pulling a black young man in women's clothes and running fast, completely ignoring traffic rules, passing between passing vehicles, crackling sparks and lightning along the way, and the sound of high heels stepping on the asphalt road made people tremble.
This is not something a living person can do at all!
Old Yard stared blankly, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
980.
Maybe the science of this world really can't be trusted.
981.
Princess Elizabeth is nothing short of a devil!
Shaz, who was being dragged enjoying the speed of flying, was blown by the wind and grinned.
— This is by no means an exaggeration.
982.
Thirty seconds later, Princess Elizabeth rushed straight to the gate of the Central Hospital at an inhuman speed of 1 kilometer per second, casually entered the hall, grabbed the little nurse who was still in shock, and asked:
"May I ask my sister, which ward is Murong Jihua in?"
His face was not red or out of breath, and he was even brighter and more attractive than usual.
The light in her eyes almost burst out.
983.
After getting the answer, Elizabeth dragged Shaz to the VIP ward without stopping. Three seconds later, she stood at the door of the ward.
After tidying up her clothes, tidying up her expression (without looking too happy to be too ostentatious), and slapping Xiazi on the cheek that was deformed by the wind, everything was ready, and then she knocked on the door of the ward in a ladylike manner:
"I'm sorry~ This is Elizabeth princes Desi~! I heard that Mr. He Junle is happy to have a son, so I'm here to congratulate~!"
"come in."
984.
It's really... a miracle.
The first second Elizabeth saw the scene in the room, she was deeply shocked by the miracle of human life. She couldn't help but burst into tears. If Shaz hadn't grabbed her, she would have fallen to the ground directly.
——He Junle sat on Murong Jihua's lap, with a gentle face and the spring breeze blowing on his face. Murong Jihua intertwined He Junle's fingers with one hand, and gently stroked He Junle's abdomen with the other hand.
"Brother Mu... we really succeeded..."
——When Cui Guanshi informed me, I still didn't believe it, but now, I don't need to say anything, everything is clear.
With tears streaming down her face, Elizabeth stumbled to He Junle's feet, squatted down and stretched out her fingers, and lightly touched He Junle's abdomen, softly:
"Can I pet him?"
985.
Murong Jihua really didn't want to talk,
He was afraid that if he spoke alone, he couldn't help laughing out loud...
He Junle smiled and said, "Of course."
So Elizabeth smiled through her tears, approached her sideways, and gently put her ears on He Junle's belly.
Can hear a chicken.
The corners of Murong Jihua's eyes twitched, his body was a little stiff.
986.
Elizabeth suddenly shed more hot tears, she raised her face suddenly, her expression excited and violent:
"I heard it! This baby tell me, He want to go to this world more quickly, he said he wants to contribute to the research of human genetic science!"
Murong Jihua: "..."
He Junle: "..."
987.
You can hear a chicken.
kill you sooner or later
988.
I'm looking forward, looking forward,
The sky is getting colder, the flowers are blooming, the dream is waking up, He Junle is finally pregnant, and Princess Sama, who has been worrying about the two big boys giving birth all day, is finally relieved.
Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations.
real,
congratulations.
The muscles on Murong Jihua's face were stiff and loose, loose and stiff.
It's tiring to live.
989.
"Ah," Elizabeth slapped her head, "I almost forgot the business."
She squatted on the ground, pulled out a hard-covered encrypted experiment report from under her skirt, poked the quill with her fingers, and blinked expectantly at Murong Jihua:
"Brother Mu, give me say say Mr. Junle's pregnancy symptoms! This must to be a valuable experience wealth in human history... and you are that walking super experimental project!"
Murong Jihua's heart tightened, and he quietly stretched out a hand behind his waist, and looked sideways at the X-degree search on the small screen of the terminal:
Q: What are the symptoms of early pregnancy
Answer…
Before Murong Jihua copied the text on the screen to the cerebral cortex and then copied it to the tongue coating, He Junle smiled and waved his hands, covering Murong Jihua's little movements just right.
990.
"First, menstruation stops."
—He Junle smiled and took out a sanitary napkin from the bed that was cleaner than white paper,
"I'm also a genius to notice these days."
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