Chapter 1077

For the son who was born and grew up directly, Gu Bailu couldn't get used to it for a while.

"Mother, pickles are not nutritious. We need to eat green vegetables." Little Shizi is serious.

“…… You know so much. "

"I don't know anything about astronomy, geography, ancient and modern times, different space and time."

Gu Bailu looked at him and said to Feng Qingtian, "I don't want to do anything about this child. Can I plug it back?"

The son of a stinking and small adult can't satisfy her desire to be a mother at all!

How can she develop her maternal love for such a child.

"Mother, no, you can't keep me in your stomach." "I'm the son of heaven and earth, I didn't move me," he said

Even if Gu Bailu wants to strangle him, he can't.

Feng Qingtian stares at the little Shizi: "shut up, let you talk so much."

Little Shizi looked at his beautiful father seriously: "father, that's what I set up. You can't change it if you put me back. I'm a chatterbox."

Gu Bailu burst out with a smile: "my God, how can I have such a living treasure?"

Feng Qingtian's face is black. He really wants to put the goods back.

"My mother smiled. It's very good-looking, but I don't want to eat pickled noodles anymore. It's too heavy."

Gu Bailu couldn't help laughing: "shut up now, can't stop talking!"

"I've been holding it for nine months."

Nine months in the stomach, obviously conscious, is not to open his mouth to let him very suffocate.

So when he was born, he had to say enough.

And the taste of pickled noodles is really bad. He doesn't want to eat at all. Don't rely on him for his mother's desire.

"I must say that. I don't like pimples with pickled vegetables."

Feng Qingtian covers his face with a palm: "sleep with me, and then throw you to the Chai room."

Gu Bailu hurriedly pulled his hand back: "what are you doing, Wang Ye? The child is still young and will hold him back."

"He can't die. Look at his arrogance." Feng Qing regrets having a baby.

Maybe he will hit Tiangong cliff with this mouth.

The little son sobbed: "mother, does father really want to put me back?"

Gu Bailu hurriedly hugged him and coaxed him: "no, I will not. I am pregnant with you so hard that I was born. I am not suffering in vain."

The little son stopped crying: "mother, I'm hungry. Give me something to eat."

Gu Bailu said that she would untie her clothes and feed him.

But the son of a small generation despised: "mother, human milk is not enough for me."

Gu Bailu also had the impulse to slap him to death: "so what do you want to eat?"

"Shut up, only human milk is for you now." Feng Qingtian of course knows that the son of heaven and earth drinks not human milk, but the holy spring magma of Tiangong cliff, but where to get that for him now.

"Make me some keel soup then."

This keel is a real one, not a pig's.

"Eat human milk first, and wait for someone to make it." Feng Qingtian is so disgusted with this talkative and picky son that he wants to throw him out every minute.

"No human milk, no human milk, let me be hungry."

Little Shizi insists on not eating.