Chapter 740： We are not all patriarchal people?

Huang Ling and Xu Jing erected a thumb: "You are right, he is indeed a rotten egg with a low emotional intelligence."

Xu Jing smiled. "We will say this in private, and don't say that he is a stinky egg in front of the president."

Song Wushou smiled: "I think he will not be able to hear us say that he is a rotten egg."

Huang Ling snorted: "I don't even care if he treats me."

"Yeah, you are Huang Ling who is not afraid of it."

"I am afraid of you." Huang Ling took the hand of Song Wushou. "Why are you injured?"

"Being caught up, there is no way." Song Wushou smiled helplessly, but did not put these things in mind.

"No worries, but fortunately you are here, otherwise, I don't know what to do." Huang Ling tightly held Song's hand, and looked deeply at Song Worry.

Song Wuyou did not respond for a moment, what Huang Ling said.

She stared blankly at Huang Ling.

Huang Ling saw her face blankly and said: "If it is me, facing the provocation of Li Xinxin and Cheng Wanduo, facing the assassination of Cheng Jianxin and Cheng Junhua, I have already lost my life."

Song had no worries, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and she looked at Huang Ling.

Huang Ling looked at her and smiled: "I like this identity very much."

Unlike before, it was like a street mouse, everyone shouted.

Quietly working in the bar, people like Li Xinxin, Song Yiyue Song Yongmei, will not find her trouble.

I don't know if there is no comparison. After the comparison, Huang Ling found out that it is a life like Huang Ling, which makes people happy.

Life has been in a hurry for decades, Huang Ling feels that the days of the Song family were really white.

Even if you meet Gu Yu, after you like him, it is white.

Especially married to him for three years...

It’s good now, because... Gu Yu doesn’t hate her as she used to.

When Song was worried, he immediately understood Huang Ling’s words.

The hands of two people clung to each other, and Song looked at Huang Ling with a smile. "Since you like this identity, you must live well."

Huang Ling nodded. "I will. Right, this high fever, has not affected the fetus?"

Song Wuxi laughed and said: "No, the baby is very good."

Huang Ling reached out and gently touched Song Wushou or a flat belly. She said softly: "Baby, the godmother loves you very much. Tell the godmother, you are a baby boy or a female baby, so that the godmother will prepare for you. beautiful clothes."

Huang Ling looked up and looked at Song Wuxi with a smile. "Do you know gender?"

Song Wuxi smiled and said: "Not so fast, Auntie asked the doctor, the doctor said that the five-month B-ultrasound will be very accurate."

Huang Ling gently touched her stomach and smiled at Song Wuwei. "Do you like male or female?"

"I was born, I like it. If I say my favorite, it is still a baby boy. But Aunt said that he likes a baby girl."

Huang Ling smiled and her eyes were gentle. "I also like male babies. No worries, we are not all patriarchal mothers?"

"No." Song said with no worries: "I like baby very much, and both male and female babies must have enough."

Huang Ling smiled badly. "Go back, you have to let the aunt eat a little more medicine to make the kidneys stronger, and you can have enough."

"Color ~ female."

"The woman who is not color, no man wants." Huang Ling lamented.

"Then you look good, see if there are many men to ask." Song Wuxi laughed.