Chapter 1290： pregnant?

scare!

Ling Weifeng was also shocked. She didn't expect Prince Xi to be so fragile. She just smashed it and fell.

This is the third floor, and the bluestone floor below.

If you fall like this, you will be immortal and disabled.

She hurried to the window and leaned forward to look down.

However, on the bluestone floor, there was nothing but a pillow.

People?

When I was about to look out again, I felt a pair of fiery hands appeared on his waist, and then, a warm embrace came up.

"Wife, can you forgive me this time?"

"where are you from……"

Looking at the open balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows, Ling Weifeng wanted to ask him if he had come in before, so he swallowed back.

Bastard, it scares her at this time.

"Let go of me." Ling Weifeng went to break his hand.

She couldn't break it, she pushed her elbow back and hit his waist directly.

Prince Xi Gu said with a bitter face, "My wife, this place is the kidney, please relax."

Ling Weifeng blushed, hooligan!

"Let go."

"My wife, you promised that no matter how angry you are, you will give me a chance to coax you back. Forgive me this time."

"Rogue, rascal!"

"Yes, yes, I'm a rascal. For the sake of pretending to be a rascal, I can forgive me. I really know I was wrong."

Ling Weifeng, "..."

What pretends to be a hooligan, you are a hooligan, ten thousand years old hooligan!

"I'll say it again, let go!"

"Don't let go, if you don't forgive me, I won't let go."

"You bastard!"

Ling Weifeng was very angry, raised his foot, and stepped on his foot severely.

It's just that the fur slippers are too soft, and she has little strength, so stepping on it like this is like scratching.

"My wife, please forgive me this time, it's shameful to be so low-pitched."

"Then you go, and no one is forcing you to whisper."

Prince Xi Gu hugged even tighter, and between no wife and no face, he decisively chose the latter.

"Wife, if the adults don't consider the villains, can you forgive me? It's not good for people to see."

"This is the two of us, who can see."

Prince Xi thought for a while, "In case you have one in your stomach, in front of your son, give me some face, wife."

Ling Weifeng, "..."

What's the matter with this, there is one in my stomach, think too much.

Gu, the prince Xi, had just said it casually, but when the words were spoken, he was taken aback.

The hand around Ling Weifeng's waist was released, and then she turned her around.

Grabbing her shoulders with both hands, his eyes fell on her belly.

"My wife, how long has it been since your month?"

It seems a long time...

"It's almost three months, why, don't think I will forgive you if you change the subject."

Prince Xi's eyes lit up, "Wife, do you really have one?"

Ling Weifeng. "..."

She looked contemptuously, "You think too much, my menstruation is not normal, it is very common to come once in two or three months."

Gu, the prince Xi, didn't think so, and hurriedly picked her up and sat on the sofa.

"Wife, let's go to the hospital for a check. It may be true. What if my son has a loss."

Ling Weifeng rolled his eyes and patted the hand he was stroking on her stomach angrily.

"Go away, don't take advantage of me."

"My wife, I'm serious, there must be."

"You think too much, we have always taken measures."

Although Prince Xi's demand in that area was a little bit fierce, but it was fierce. During the dangerous period, the measures were still well done.