"What's the situation?" Lynch was stunned for a moment, facing the door, and called out: "ling'er, what's the matter with you? Have you had a baby? Why didn't I hear the baby cry? "
Lynch really wants to go in and help.
However, the room was so big, and Lynch, a man who didn't know much about it, was sent by Feng to wait outside the door.
"Lynch, I'll take a rest. I'm so tired." Feng Ling son is panting, the voice is weak, effort responded a, have no voice.
Feng prisoner heart received the words: "Lynch, don't worry, ling'er is born. He is a big fat boy! very healthy! That is... " Feng prisoner heart's voice, some doubts way: "is, bigger than in imagination."
"Bigger, that's OK, as long as you are healthy!" Lynch relaxed his way: "by the way, what does the child look like?"
"It's very similar to you, but I still think it's a little strange, or you can come in and have a look." Phoenix prisoner heart said here.
Lynch wondered!
The child how strange, a little older, should also be OK, after all, are pregnant for so long, certainly grow older than the average child, otherwise, Feng ling'er will not be born so long.
It's just that.
When Lynch was allowed to open the door, he was stunned.
To be sure, all the midwives in the room have their mouths wide open, and they can put an ostrich egg into it. However, the Phoenix prisoner's heart is a little calmer.
I can only see.
In the bosom of Feng prisoner, there is a little boy like a porcelain doll, whose skin is crystal clear and jade moist.
You know, most children are born with purplish red and wrinkled skin, which is not very good-looking.
But this little guy has delicate skin, amazing, big eyes, round to the extreme, and his body and limbs are very strong. He is bigger than a normal child.
At the moment, he is still yawning with his hand and smashing his mouth. His expression is naughty, but his eyes are obviously boring. Then he says, "you people are really noisy. I don't want to come out, baby. How can you be more anxious than me?"
"This, this boy..." Lynch's eyes widened.
When you're born, you talk?
The audience was also shocked: "did you hear me right just now? Did he really speak?"
"And how does he sound like a bad boy of six or seven?"
"I, I seem to have seen it in some ancient books. Some children are gifted as soon as they are born..."
At this time, the Phoenix prisoner's heart was also strange: "this child is really extraordinary. When he was born just now, we were allowed to work hard, but in the end, it was the child who thought it out himself that he was really born."
"Of course, ling'er is pregnant for three years, which is different from ordinary people. Maybe the child is not ordinary."
Lynch is a little surprised. Although he has been pregnant for three years, he and fengling'er have a lot of accomplishments.
But as soon as the child was born, he directly had intelligence beyond his peers. Even Lynch felt that there was a powerful flow in his body.
Take a closer look, his children actually have the strength of the Holy Land!
"Lynch, you can have fun." The wind dragon's voice can't help but ring out: "your child is born in accordance with the destiny. Naturally, he is born different from others."
"And you are not special. In ancient times, even in the period of origin, there were many children of powerful people who could walk when they were born and had strong strength."
"Some children even have to be pregnant in the mother for several years before they are reluctant to come out. This is because it is easier for them to get the aura of cultivation in the mother."
"So, there's really no need to make a fuss."
"It's just very rare now. In ancient times, once such a child was born, it was the existence of fame and action, and the talent selected by heaven."
Lynch hesitated, "so I should be happy?"
"Of course." The wind Dragon said: "if you want to put it in the past, I'm afraid those who go to your family will break the threshold. I'm afraid those hostile forces will all ask for reconciliation..."
Hearing this, Lynch suddenly realized.
It turns out that this child, only after cultivating in ling'er's stomach, will be born and become such an amazing existence.
In this way, it is not difficult to understand that when Feng ling'er is pregnant, she always feels that the child in her stomach will directly absorb aura and absorb it like a food.
"Good, good, good." Lynch laughed, and his mouth couldn't close: "let dad hold you first, you stinky boy."
No way, with the handle, pure air leakage vest, but also reluctantly tossed so long, just from the soul out of the stomach.
Lynch thinks it's cheap to say it's stinky boy.
But blood is thicker than water, and Lynch's face is so happy that he can't hide it.
Feng prison heart is also careful, sent out the baby, full of love: "this child, although naughty, how to say, are my grandson, in the future, no matter what, I will give him the best.""You hear me, smelly boy, your grandmother is starting to hurt you." Pick up Lynch.
Baby some proud raised chin: "Dad, I am so handsome, of course, there will be a lot of people hurt."
That's a happy sentence for Lynch.
And the feeling of upgrading to be a father is even more difficult to describe.
"Smelly boy, don't worry. Come and see your mother. How is she now?" Lynch held the child and went to fengling'er's bed: "ling'er, you've worked hard."
"It's not hard. As long as you are good with the children, I'll be fine." Feng ling'er is a little weak, but she has a happy smile on her face. She reaches out her hand and touches the child's face.
"Mother, if I know you are so hard, I should come out earlier, but later, I will be filial to you." Smelly boy some serious, distressed said.
"You kid, skin is skin, but you are quite filial." Lynch took a look.
"Of course, my mother wants to be the happiest mother in the world, but Dad, can you stop calling me smelly boy? I should have a name."
"So it is." Lynch thought and said, "what's a good name?"
The baby said directly: "I think it's called Lin RI Tian. It's good. I want to be the master of the sun and the earth in the future
"No, it's not a good name!" Lynch has an impulse to smoke him. Who taught you that name?
"That's what I want, domineering."
"Domineering is not like that."
"It's coming!"
"All right." Feng ling'er looked at the father and son, and could not help saying: "baby, since you have such a grand wish, you want to be king in the world, or you can call him Junhao, Lin Junhao!"
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