Wen ruoqing retched a few times when washing.

She touched her belly with a complicated expression.

Do you really want to kill the child?

Will she regret it if she gets rid of it?

The dream I had at night came back to me again.

The white and fat child looked at himself with a pair of black grape eyes.

Heart, suddenly soft.

Wen ruoqing closes his eyes and is a little agitated.

Without appetite, she opened the door and came to the warm room next door.

"Sister warm, brother Jiang, good morning."

"Good morning, Xinger. Have you had breakfast?"

Warmth is teasing the little milk bag just full.

With big black eyes, the little milk bag danced towards the warmth.

Wen ruoqing was a little absent-minded and perfunctory, and his eyes were fixed on the little milk bag.

After October, like warm sister, she will have another little life with her own.

He may be as ugly as a monkey when he was born, but when he grows up, he must be a beautiful little man.

Does she really want to be cruel not to let such a lovely little milk bag come into the world?

"Xinger, Xinger? What are you thinking?"

Seeing Wen ruoqing, Wen ruoqing was stunned and asked with a smile.

Wen ruoqing returned to his senses, walked to her side and smiled, "warm sister, can you let me hug Doudou?"

The nickname of xiaonaibao is Doudou. She hasn't held him yet.

"OK, here you are."

With a warm smile, he handed the child to Wen ruoqing, "xing'er, don't think too much. Children are the best gift God has given us women. This gift will accompany us until we die of old age. With this gift, I believe we will have more fun on the road of our life in the future."

She could see that Wen ruoqing was in a bad mood.

After all, the children in her belly are not normal.

I don't know who the child's biological father is.

But no matter who the child's father is, it is a small life and worth taking seriously.

Listening to the warm words, I looked at the small milk bag held in my arms and smelled the milk fragrance of the small milk bag. Wen ruoqing was soft hearted and confused.

Yeah!

The child is a gift from God. How can she throw away this gift?

How can she deprive her of the right to be born, such a soft and lovely little girl!

For a moment, Wen ruoqing made a decision.

She won't knock out the baby in her stomach. She wants to give birth to the baby!

The little milk bag in her arms spit bubbles, smiled at her, yawned and slowly closed her eyes.

That foolish and cute appearance suddenly sprouted her heart.

Wen ruoqing smiled, "warm sister, Doudou is asleep. I'll put her on the small bed."

Aunt Lin specially equipped the little guy with a small bed. It is said that Chu Xiaomo slept when he was a child.

"OK."

Warm looking at Wen ruoqing, he put the child on the small bed and moved his lips. Finally, he couldn't resist and asked, "xing'er, the child's father..."

If possible, she certainly wants the child's father to appear.

After all, children had better grow up in a healthy family.

"The child's father... He's a jerk, don't mention it."

Wen ruoqing glanced at warm and Jiang Lingfeng and chuckled, "OK, guys, I'll go out for breakfast first. For the baby bean sprouts in my stomach, I'll eat more and try not to be as ugly as baby bean at this time next year."

Warmth: "...."

Jiang Lingfeng: "......"