Chapter 191

Name:Dear,You Lose Author:Ning Meng Wan
"For the sake of serving you so comfortably, Miss 77 is flourishing, but don't forget me."

"Well? Is Miss Ben's memory confused? How can you tell me how to serve Miss Ben?

Just finished, song Wenqing bowed her head and deliberately blew a tone into her cochlea, and said in a dumb voice, "Miss 77 is so heartless. She worked so hard before, but now she's forgotten?"

The tone of his face rose to a deep red.

This man is really!

I don't know how many people are hoodwinked by the appearance of his elegant gentleman. He is obviously a hooligan!

"There's no proper time all day!"

Hearing the words, song Wenqing looked at her wrongly, "what did I do, you wronged me so much!"

Oh, it looks like it.

"Can't it be seven seven?" Then song Wenqing shook her head again and looked at her with disapproval.

"The child is still young. You can bear it. After nine months..."

"Do you want to wash now?"

I was about to speak, but suddenly I heard a familiar movement. Looking up, I just saw that it had disappeared. For a while, Ali was gesturing to himself not far away.

Seeing that he said more and more shameless, Yin Qiqi curled his arm and smashed it hard according to the position of his ribs.

After hearing the breath coming from behind, I feel comfortable in my heart.

"If I don't have a proper form in the future, I'll let my third brother teach you a lesson!"

After hearing her face, Song Shu felt more proud than before.

In the past, sometimes she was sensible and distressing, but now it's very good.

"It's getting late. Lie down quickly so that you won't be listless when you go to your third brother to complain tomorrow."

It was because the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and Yin Qiqi's sleep was more comfortable than ever.

But for the sunlight coming out of the window and shaking her eyes, she would have been able to sleep a little longer.

"What time is it?"

Hearing the news, song Wenqing happened to see her confused face humming twice, lovely people can't help but want to hurt her a little more.

"It's early time. If you don't wake up, I'll go straight to the doctor."

What time is it?

Isn't that after nine? How can she sleep like this?

Is stretching arm can't help but pause, aware of the smile in his tone, face some hot.

It took me a long time to say, "when I'm pregnant, I'm sleepy. I'll be even worse in two months. Don't laugh at me about it."

Since her pregnancy, song Wenqing has read a lot of medical books in this field, and naturally, she knows more about sleepiness.

She would have gone to see the doctor all the time.

"What would you like to eat?"

Hearing the words, Yin qiqiba's nodding head was another low head with a mournful face.

Yesterday, I talked with song Wenqing about giving birth to children for a long time, which ignited the long suppressed pepper soul.

If you can have a bowl of spicy hot and sour noodles or boiled meat slices.

Well I can't think about it. The water is running down.

"What's the matter?"

It was very good just now. How can I feel down in a twinkling of an eye?

"Nothing," he gently shook his head and ran into song Wenqing's arms. He stretched out his hand tightly around his neck. "Maybe when he was pregnant, his mood fluctuated greatly."