"Hard!"

"Ahh With a painful cry from Lanxixi, the baby came to life.

The doctors excitedly said, "It's a boy!" ”

"Like Bo Jiuye, he looks so handsome!"

Lan Xixi lay on the bed with a soft body, her face was pale, and she looked at the child.

He was the size of a kitten, with white skin and a loud cry, and he had indeed inherited the appearance of a celestial man in Bo Zhan Ye.

She smiled and wanted to reach out and hug the baby.

Correct......

"Sister, thank you for giving me the child, I took it." A beautiful woman suddenly took the baby before her and lay down on the mobile bed beside her.

Under the light, her face was exactly the same as Lan Xixi! It's twins!

Before Lan Xixi could touch it, she watched the child being taken away by her sister, and listening to the child's cry, her heart was like a knife:

"Sister, I'...... I want to keep my children......"

"What?" Lan Jiao was startled, as if she heard a tale of the Arabian Nights, and only after three seconds did she look at Lan Xixi incredibly:

"Xixi, do you know what you're talking about?

You're only 19 years old and single, how are you going to explain the origin of your child? Do you want everyone to know that you slept with Bo Zhan at night, disappointing your parents and embarrassing the whole family with you? Or do you want your children to become wild seeds that everyone spits on? ”

After a few rhetorical questions, Lan Xixi's little face turned pale.

She grew up in the countryside and was only picked up last year, but she accidentally had a relationship with her sister's fiancé Bo Zhanye and became pregnant!

He didn't know about her existence, thought she was a sister, and she didn't dare to say it.

So in the past 9 months, it is my sister who is 'pregnant', and it is my sister who is giving birth to a child on the night of the thin battle!

If it is revealed now, everyone will spit on her, and then ......

The light in Lan Xixi's eyes became darker and darker.

Lan Jiao's hand fell on her shoulder and comforted: "Good sister, the child is here with me, he is the orthodox prince of the Bo family, I will treat him as my own and raise him with Zhan Ye."

Go back to the countryside in peace and never come back. I'm doing this for you and for the baby's good. Good boy. ”

As the words fell, she glanced at the doctors.

The doctors took out the injections.

Lan Xixi looked surprised: "Sister, what is this?" ”

Lan Jiao said: "Don't be afraid, it's a painkiller anesthetic, you have a good rest, get some sleep, and everything will pass." ”

With her words, the doctors pushed the injections into Lan Xixi's body.

Lan Xixi's body was weak, and his consciousness gradually dissipated.

She was pushed behind the curtain inside by the doctor.

And Lan Jiao and the child were pushed out......

Outside the delivery room, a very tall, cold and handsome man happened to arrive.

He is wearing a suit and leather shoes, his facial features are three-dimensional and profound, his legs are straight and slender, and the buttons buttoned to the top reveal a strong atmosphere of mature asceticism of men.

He is Bo Zhan Ye. The youngest president who has long occupied the Forbes rich list, the world's most attractive male list, and made women around the world crazy!

When Lan Jiao saw him, her eyes instantly lit up with starlight: "Battle Night, you're here." ”

Thinking of something, she immediately touched the baby in her arms, and said "weakly":

"This is our baby, I ...... It hurt just so much, I almost died of pain, but on the night of the war, I was so happy to be able to give birth to a baby for you.

On the night of the war, for the sake of the children, don't you break off the marriage contract with me, okay? ”

A year ago, Bo Zhanye insisted on breaking the marriage contract, but his sister Lan Xixi, who was recognized from the countryside, had an accident, and he thought it was her, so he was moved.

Now, the child is her only chance to become Mrs. Bo.

Bo Zhanye's noble gaze fell on the baby, thinking that the mission that night was designed to force her rudeness and cruelty, and the thin lips lifted:

"Okay, I'll get my certificate tomorrow."