Seifu's hand paused, slowly squat son, by sitting on the bed, she first looked at this great Tim Martin, he seemed lost some contour cheeks and chin more sharp, pale blue black under the eyes traces in the night against the backdrop of more obvious. Seifu staring at him, the thought has drunk unconscious person suddenly move a little, Seifu also surprised, after quickly step back, fortunately Yan Hong Tim did not wake up, his mouth muffled saying something .
Seifu relieved, and my heart curious drunk after Yan Hong Tim would say, light Yaochun, Seifu prone to ear close to the child -
"...... I will not let the white dead loved children ......"
Yan Hong Tim vague yet deep voice across the ears, Seifu mind blank for a moment, holding the hand of Tim Yan Hong unconscious grasp, has been asleep for a long time staring Tim Yan Hong, Qingfeng wriggle asked: "Really?"
Sound light was almost hear Qingfeng own, naturally there will be no answer. Seifu just think Tim Hong Yan Hua Ting a whisper, then a cold Qingfeng's face immediately. He can not do whatever they want to say, is not it. But she wants, Xin Yue Ning is dead! He can do it?
One hundred and seventh chapters pregnant
Poria every three to five days with Han prince will come to master greeting, Leo Palace to talk about things that happen these days, the master is always quietly listening, and occasionally look at Han prince, but it never hold him, That day, Poria again with Han asked the prince to come, it said less than a Zhancha effort, Poria felt Seifu seem distracted, hand position has been pressure in the chest, and his face is not very good.
Poria worried and asked: "Master, what are you up?"
"Some uncomfortable." These days are like this, especially when getting up in the morning, particularly uncomfortable.
Poria Yan Han gently on the couch, walked around Qingfeng, squat son, said:. "Slaves to it you Baba Mai"
"Good." Seifu put his hand out, Poria hand on slender wrist, looking slightly changed after a moment, to see the Qingfeng's actually some hint of tears in his eyes: "master ...... you ......"
"How?" Seifu it is inexplicable.
Poria laughed: "Congratulations to master, you pregnant, and has been more than three months." God did not ill-treat finally master, so soon gave masters brought new hope.
"Impossible!" Seifu frightened hand back, staring at the Tuckahoe like what she said incredible things.
Tuckahoe is under such a reaction Seifu hop, thought, said softly:. "Slaves to the master or the physician declared a look."
"Do not, do not go." Seifu quickly stepped forward, clutching the hand of Tuckahoe, as people would not let her.
She is also pregnant with his children, and this month she had felt wrong body, and therefore has not declared her physician. Why is this so? She obviously ate more after each liter of pills left, think back to that day and makes up more pills to her look, tone, she is now able to determine the rise lied to her. She more than three months, in accordance with the time to count, and Yan Hong cure her face Tim crazy Huan good that day, she would of.
Seifu wake up, that is simply not a drug, but is faster to let her medicine now. Damn!
"Poria, this thing, let alone go out first." She did not think any more children, the child came too suddenly, her heart a mess.
Master grabbed her palms are sweating, Poria just ask her how, and vision to sweep Qingfeng hanging on his waist, carry the Warm Jade, some understand what masters in panic, and gently helped her to bedside, Poria whispered back: "Yes, slaves would not say."
Yan Han alone in bed, in the cold for too long, babbling cried, Poria walked over, took him in his arms to coax light, Yan Han fast one years old, crouched in Tuckahoe arms look around, for the Green枫这个每隔几天就会看到的人,他还是很熟悉的,看到青枫犹自发呆,燕涵伸出小手,朝青枫的脸抹去。
Seifu unsettled at the moment, suddenly face a warm, soft on has been in vain small hand on her face, but also mischievous squeezed, Qingfeng as electric shocks, like the heart was about to seize the little hand, no panic anxiety is a blank.
Poria inadvertently omitted, the arms of the little guy below the belt, to see his face very Jiang Qingfeng, Poria quickly fathers hold these little farther. Masters do not like always close to the child, usually not even hold hold, now ...... so she would not be angry?
Poria Qingfeng looked apprehensive, I saw her stay for a while, they recovered nor angry, but she waved his hand and said:. "You first take him back to it."
"Yes." Poria relief, holding Yan Han out of the house. Standing outside the room, and he was the main promoter Tuckahoe worried that the arrival of the child should be a good thing, but it is not necessarily a good thing.
"Poria sister, afraid to look at the sky to rain, you take an umbrella slaves to it."
Poria recovered, a well-behaved little ladies stood, she had not seen her, may be wishful election behind people doing pretty wishful compromise, organized under the breeze sons to take care of, the election was also very Allergan, attentive and very lovable.
Poria look up at the sky, clouds covered indeed, seems to have a heavy rain, Poria gently nodded and replied:. "Good"
Soon, the little ladies holding a pitch-black umbrella, handed it to Tuckahoe, laughed softly:. "This is bigger umbrella."
Tuckahoe took, umbrella and handed follow you around the Old mother, turned out of the wind temple.
Summer rain, said next on the next, but fortunately there are umbrellas, some awkward back Yongle Palace, Poria for the pieces of clothes to the children, to the Mother holding, is planning to return to the room to change clothes after the porch and found ramp on the door of an umbrella, some familiar, like a long time ago on the master room that umbrella.
Poria umbrella softened, and she found two umbrellas in the small print. Poria smiled, the little ladies definitely see this big umbrella, it brought. Poria picked carefully wipe with a dry cloth umbrella, umbrella dry after going to a good income, when the breeze next to the house again with the past, after all, the empress was very baby this umbrella.
Rub umbrellas when Poria inadvertently saw how two words above.
"Qi Yu?" How so familiar?
Qi Yu ......
Qi Yu! Not that ...... Mingze word it? Why Goddess anxious umbrella, the above will be engraved Mingze word? Outside thunder bursts, Poria stay in place, my mind went blank, in the hands of the umbrella fall to the ground also unaware.