Chapter 1368: 1368
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Except for occasional pregnancy and vomiting in the first few days,
Later,
The baby in her belly probably can feel her mother's discomfort, so she has been very calm and won't make trouble.
This leads to,
Fu Sheng will worry from time to time whether he is pregnant with a dead fetus in his stomach.
After all,
He's really good.
Three hundred years pregnant,
Fu Sheng's stomach is still flat.
Six hundred years pregnant,
The stomach is still unchanged.
Except that the appetite is getting bigger and bigger, the others are still the same.
Nine hundred years pregnant,
Fu Sheng asked Junlin sadly, "husband, will I not be pregnant?"
Her little nine, why don't she grow up?
Junlin took a faint look at the three roasted divine cattle she had just eaten, and calmly wiped her hands,
"It doesn't matter. Don't be nervous."
"Xiao Jiu loves you, so he doesn't toss about."
"Trust me, he's fine and healthy, huh?"
Fu Sheng had to believe it.
A thousand years pregnant,
Fu Sheng eats more and more.
The appetite became great.
King's landing transmits strength to her every day to prevent children from absorbing too much nutrients from the mother.
Xiao Jiu is also good,
Only accept the spiritual power in the food and the power from your father.
Half of it didn't hurt the mother.
Fu Sheng could feel more and more that there was another life in her stomach and was accompanying her.
Occasionally she was sleepy, and the little life would touch her quietly.
Later,
Finally one night,
Fu Sheng suddenly felt a little pain in his stomach.
It's sour, like something's coming out.
She suddenly woke up and hurriedly talked about King's landing.
"Husband, I have a stomachache..."
She's nervous.
King's landing woke up immediately.
He grabbed her wrist and felt her pulse.
Not long ago,
Xiao Jiu, who stayed in her mother's belly, was born.
It can't go any better.
Just born Xiao Jiu, very small, very small,
It's only palm size.
It's a little white light.
It looks almost the same as the fragments once.
King's landing's face remained unchanged and slowly cast the spell.
Soon,
The little light group became a little milk baby carved with powder and jade.
For a moment,
The sunshine outside the window pierced the night and dispersed the last dark color.
All birds sing in the morning, and all things revive and bow down.
The rosy clouds on the horizon shone into the window.
The pink baby closed his eyes, sucked his little finger and fell asleep quietly.
His body is very soft,
The breath is almost the same as that of King's landing.
The pure white soft light wrapped his body, warm and intertwined with the light fragrance of flowers.
The white and tender calf pedaled in the void, looking particularly powerful.
His creator father gave him a name - Jun Jiuge.
……
……
Nine songs have been good at reading since childhood.
You can sit quietly on a small desk and read.
He's good,
Good Fu Sheng often laments that he is very much like the original little angel Michael.
Every time Fu Sheng sees him, he will burst out of maternal love and run to hold him.
Jiuge will put down the book and hold his mother's neck,
"Mom, Xiao Jiu finished reading two books today ~"
The glutinous rice dumpling carved with powder and jade looked at her with beautiful purple eyes and wanted to get her praise.
Fu Sheng was so soft hearted that he kissed him several times and smiled,
"Our little nine is great!"
"Well, will your mother take you out to play?"
Jiuge's eyes brightened, "good ~"
He also kissed her on the cheek like a model, "thank you, mom ~"
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Except for occasional pregnancy and vomiting in the first few days,
Later,
The baby in her belly probably can feel her mother's discomfort, so she has been very calm and won't make trouble.
This leads to,
Fu Sheng will worry from time to time whether he is pregnant with a dead fetus in his stomach.
After all,
He's really good.
Three hundred years pregnant,
Fu Sheng's stomach is still flat.
Six hundred years pregnant,
The stomach is still unchanged.
Except that the appetite is getting bigger and bigger, the others are still the same.
Nine hundred years pregnant,
Fu Sheng asked Junlin sadly, "husband, will I not be pregnant?"
Her little nine, why don't she grow up?
Junlin took a faint look at the three roasted divine cattle she had just eaten, and calmly wiped her hands,
"It doesn't matter. Don't be nervous."
"Xiao Jiu loves you, so he doesn't toss about."
"Trust me, he's fine and healthy, huh?"
Fu Sheng had to believe it.
A thousand years pregnant,
Fu Sheng eats more and more.
The appetite became great.
King's landing transmits strength to her every day to prevent children from absorbing too much nutrients from the mother.
Xiao Jiu is also good,
Only accept the spiritual power in the food and the power from your father.
Half of it didn't hurt the mother.
Fu Sheng could feel more and more that there was another life in her stomach and was accompanying her.
Occasionally she was sleepy, and the little life would touch her quietly.
Later,
Finally one night,
Fu Sheng suddenly felt a little pain in his stomach.
It's sour, like something's coming out.
She suddenly woke up and hurriedly talked about King's landing.
"Husband, I have a stomachache..."
She's nervous.
King's landing woke up immediately.
He grabbed her wrist and felt her pulse.
Not long ago,
Xiao Jiu, who stayed in her mother's belly, was born.
It can't go any better.
Just born Xiao Jiu, very small, very small,
It's only palm size.
It's a little white light.
It looks almost the same as the fragments once.
King's landing's face remained unchanged and slowly cast the spell.
Soon,
The little light group became a little milk baby carved with powder and jade.
For a moment,
The sunshine outside the window pierced the night and dispersed the last dark color.
All birds sing in the morning, and all things revive and bow down.
The rosy clouds on the horizon shone into the window.
The pink baby closed his eyes, sucked his little finger and fell asleep quietly.
His body is very soft,
The breath is almost the same as that of King's landing.
The pure white soft light wrapped his body, warm and intertwined with the light fragrance of flowers.
The white and tender calf pedaled in the void, looking particularly powerful.
His creator father gave him a name - Jun Jiuge.
……
……
Nine songs have been good at reading since childhood.
You can sit quietly on a small desk and read.
He's good,
Good Fu Sheng often laments that he is very much like the original little angel Michael.
Every time Fu Sheng sees him, he will burst out of maternal love and run to hold him.
Jiuge will put down the book and hold his mother's neck,
"Mom, Xiao Jiu finished reading two books today ~"
The glutinous rice dumpling carved with powder and jade looked at her with beautiful purple eyes and wanted to get her praise.
Fu Sheng was so soft hearted that he kissed him several times and smiled,
"Our little nine is great!"
"Well, will your mother take you out to play?"
Jiuge's eyes brightened, "good ~"
He also kissed her on the cheek like a model, "thank you, mom ~"
Except for occasional pregnancy and vomiting in the first few days,Later,The baby in her belly probably can feel her mother's discomfort, so she has been very calm and won't make trouble.This leads to,Fu Sheng will worry from time to time whether he is pregnant with a dead fetus in his stomach.After all,He's really good.Three hundred years pregnant,Fu Sheng's stomach is still flat.Six hundred years pregnant,The stomach is still unchanged.Except that the appetite is getting bigger and bigger, the others are still the same.Nine hundred years pregnant,Fu Sheng asked Junlin sadly, "husband, will I not be pregnant?"Her little nine, why don't she grow up?Junlin took a faint look at the three roasted divine cattle she had just eaten, and calmly wiped her hands,"It doesn't matter. Don't be nervous.""Xiao Jiu loves you, so he doesn't toss about.""Trust me, he's fine and healthy, huh?"Fu Sheng had to believe it.A thousand years pregnant,Fu Sheng eats more and more.The appetite became great.King's landing transmits strength to her every day to prevent children from absorbing too much nutrients from the mother.Xiao Jiu is also good,Only accept the spiritual power in the food and the power from your father.Half of it didn't hurt the mother.Fu Sheng could feel more and more that there was another life in her stomach and was accompanying her.Occasionally she was sleepy, and the little life would touch her quietly.Later,Finally one night,Fu Sheng suddenly felt a little pain in his stomach.It's sour, like something's coming out.She suddenly woke up and hurriedly talked about King's landing."Husband, I have a stomachache..."She's nervous.King's landing woke up immediately.He grabbed her wrist and felt her pulse.Not long ago,Xiao Jiu, who stayed in her mother's belly, was born.It can't go any better.Just born Xiao Jiu, very small, very small,It's only palm size.It's a little white light.It looks almost the same as the fragments once.King's landing's face remained unchanged and slowly cast the spell.Soon,The little light group became a little milk baby carved with powder and jade.For a moment,The sunshine outside the window pierced the night and dispersed the last dark color.All birds sing in the morning, and all things revive and bow down.The rosy clouds on the horizon shone into the window.The pink baby closed his eyes, sucked his little finger and fell asleep quietly.His body is very soft,The breath is almost the same as that of King's landing.The pure white soft light wrapped his body, warm and intertwined with the light fragrance of flowers.The white and tender calf pedaled in the void, looking particularly powerful.His creator father gave him a name - Jun Jiuge.Nine songs have been good at reading since childhood.You can sit quietly on a small desk and read.He's good,Good Fu Sheng often laments that he is very much like the original little angel Michael.Every time Fu Sheng sees him, he will burst out of maternal love and run to hold him.Jiuge will put down the book and hold his mother's neck,"Mom, Xiao Jiu finished reading two books today ~"The glutinous rice dumpling carved with powder and jade looked at her with beautiful purple eyes and wanted to get her praise.Fu Sheng was so soft hearted that he kissed him several times and smiled,"Our little nine is great!""Well, will your mother take you out to play?"Jiuge's eyes brightened, "good ~"He also kissed her on the cheek like a model, "thank you, mom ~"
