Qin Wuyan leaned over and hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu into his arms: "I just want to give you one more choice, if you want a child, if you want to give birth by yourself, I will take good care of your body and give you a child.

If you don't want to have children, if you have a child you like, you can pick one and bring it back to you. As long as you raise it well, when we get old, we can enjoy family happiness..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned in his arms, listening to the man's strong heartbeat, there was an imperceptible indifference in her voice: "Choose one and bring it back? Is it true that as long as I like the child, you can take it back to me?" I raise it?"

Qin Wuyan nodded: "Of course, this child will become the future high priest in the future. I believe the parents of this child must be happy."

Qin Wuyan knew Zhuang Xiaoyu well, and thought that she would pick one or a few from the pile of sold children, and bring them to the priest's mansion for good education.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Xiaoyu said, "I want the child in Min Huizhu's womb, is that okay?"

Qin Wuyan: "..."

Qin Wuyan frowned: "It's so good, why do you want her to give birth to a child?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu raised his head from Qin Wuyan's arms and stared into Qin Wuyan's eyes: "My nephew looks like an uncle, although I hate Min Huizhu, but if she gives birth to a son, he will be as educated and courteous as Mr. Min's family. A humble gentleman, it’s also very good..."

It has been a long time since Min Rui passed away, and there was no mention of this person between the two of them. Qin Wuyan thought that Zhuang Xiaoyu had forgotten about the dead man, but he did not expect that Zhuang Xiaoyu would still remember Min Rui. Rui this person...

The deceased is already dead, and Qin Wuyan doesn't need to eat the vinegar of a dead person.

He changed the subject with a slight smile: "How do you know that she must be born with a son? If it is a daughter with the same conduct as a saint, you still plan to take it back and raise it?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu knew that Min Huizhu was pregnant with a son. Naturally, it was because Dr. Zhong had mentioned in his letter that he had taken Min Huizhu's pulse, and the child was more than seven months old, the pulse was stable, and the fetus had already formed. Even if it was born prematurely, it would still survive. .....

Zhuang Xiaoyu said stubbornly: "If it's a girl, I don't want it. If it's a boy, can you take it back and raise it for me?"

Qin Wuyan naturally did not allow a little boy who looked like Min Rui to stay by Zhuang Xiaoyu's side all day, so that she would miss a person who had already died day and night, so she said, "When you are born Besides, if you really want to raise that child, I will think of a way when the time comes."

She didn't expect Zhuang Xiaoyu to be so attached to the child.

Qin Wuyan embraced the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, and began to get distracted, peeling off her clothes with his fingers: "Xiao Yu..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu pressed Qin Wuyan's fingers, pushed him away, and rolled towards the edge of the bed numbly: "I'm going to sleep in the side room..."

Qin Wuyan quickly pulled her back, "You stay here, I just don't touch you, I will do what I say."

He raised his hand and rubbed between his tired brows, "I haven't slept well all this time, I just want to kiss you, you don't have to be afraid."

Zhuang Xiaoyu's whole body was on guard, her eyes were full of vigilance, like a cat with bristling hair all over its body.

Qin Wuyan's expression changed slightly: "Xiao Yu, why are you so wary of me?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her head, relieved her tense expression little by little, and lay back on the side of the bed again, closing her eyes: "I'm just afraid that your persistence a few days ago will be in vain, go to sleep, it's late, I'll return tomorrow To furnish Yu Sui with a new house."