Tao Yuanyuan: “…”
In fact, having a daughter is not bad either.
Ziyun: "I will be the young master's wet nurse then!"
Yan Bao was speechless: [Yun, whoever has milk is the mother. If you want to be a wet nurse, you have to give birth to a baby to have milk!]
The others looked at the silly Ziyun with a mixture of laughter and tears. They didn't know who would deceive this child in the future.
So stupid!
Xie Zhiluo finally stated: "In my heart, Yan Bao comes first, and my daughter comes second. As long as it is born by Yan Bao, I like them all."
[Do you like raw barbecued pork? ]
People present: “…”
That’s awesome, Yan Bao, are you sure you can make barbecued pork?
Wait, what is char siu?
Can I eat it?
Yan Bao thought that she was God's biological daughter and should not have something like morning sickness. But who knew that every pregnant woman would go through it, and she was afraid that she could not escape it at all.
Less than three months old, she couldn't help crying because she thought of barbecued pork.
I couldn't let go of the spittoon because my appetite was so poor.
The morning sickness reaction is so strong.
Yan Bao only then realized how uncomfortable pregnancy was. After vomiting for three days, she couldn't bear it anymore.
Not to mention barbecued pork, he can't even stand any meat.
He now has no appetite for the things he used to like eating. He lost a lot of weight in three days and his face started to look sallow.
But Xie Zhiluo was heartbroken. Seeing that he had lost his appetite, he vomited after eating and ate again after vomiting. Nothing tasted good to him. Fried chicken, hot pot, barbecue, malatang and Bobo chicken were no help.
Looking at Yan Bao suffering, Xie Zhiluo wished he could suffer in Yan Bao's place.
Who knew that as soon as this thought came to mind, a vague and majestic voice appeared in his mind: [Are you really willing to bear the pain of pregnancy on behalf of your wife?]
Xie Zhiluo didn't care about being shocked by who was talking to him, and nodded without even thinking: "I do."
[Okay, I'll grant your wish, but I can't let my daughter suffer.]
As soon as the words fell, Xie Zhiluo felt a ray of light entering his body. He couldn't help but let out a wow and retched, "Yan Bao, let go of that spittoon and let your husband come, yue~"
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