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Yuan Feiyu thought about all his 18 years of limited knowledge to pacify others. She had no idea what was best for the baby.

Only let the baby calm down, let it have enough reason and sobriety to deal with itself.

She was humming a nursery rhyme in her head, "I'm the happiest with Yellow Sheep. With the Yellow Sheep, and the happiest.

But I traded the sheep for the violin, and I traded the sheep for the violin. Sing, my violin, sing, my dear violin.

I pulled up the violin, la... I played the violin, la... Everyone was dancing around him, and the earth was dancing, and the earth was dancing around him. Sing, my violin, sing, my dear violin. Even though I will grow old and deaf, even though I will grow old and deaf. This violin was not given to anyone, but it was not given to anyone.

Sing, my violin, sing, my dear violin. "

It was her favorite nursery rhyme, brisk and cheerful. Her voice was very good. Although her singing wasn't strong enough, it had its own lingering feelings and was very suitable for singing little love songs or gentle nursery rhymes.

Eggy was originally rotating at high speed, but after hearing her mother's singing, she strangely stopped for a moment as if she had slipped, then started to spin at a rhythm.

From two tigers to a clay doll, from a flock of ducklings in the pond to Water Fairy, from the Chief of Police Black Cat … Yuan Feiyu sang every single song he knew.

One of the good things about humming in your head is that your throat doesn't hurt. But it hurt even more than real singing. Yuan Feiyu felt extremely tired.

The egg baby stopped spinning as she felt water slowly flowing out from the most hidden area of her body … Hot water flowing out...

"Ugh …" Although he had never given birth to a child, he had some common sense. The only thing that Yuan Feiyu was thinking about right now was that he could not let the amniotic fluid break through!

Just as this thought appeared in Zhang Xuan's mind, he felt as though something had slipped out from beneath him. It felt like … Like a small stone.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and immediately began to tear up in liquid form. However, when she closed her eyes, she could still clearly see …

Heavens, wasn't she only able to see her own body when she closed her eyes? Why was she able to see her own body now?

He was squatting in the dirty and smelly hot water of One-Pun's spring. (The Wood Spirit Body was crying: Look at the color. Look at how ravaged I am!) There was one more thing on his body – a green magic, a nation, a face, a bag, and a strip!

Yes, I did not lay an egg, but a kingdom, a kingdom, a kingdom, a kingdom!

It's long and hard enough to eat French bread for two weeks without changing the taste!

Yuan Feiyu was sent flying by the lightning. Even a graduate of Peking University would not be able to withstand such lightning!

She reached out and poked at the French bread that seemed to be her own. The skin was smooth and smooth. It was bright and shiny, and even in a puddle of black water it was green. He knew from basic contact that it should still be an egg. But was there such a large scale Eggy? Although it was his birth, Yuan Feiyu still felt a sense of disharmony.