Chapter Forty-Three: The Torment of Genshengzi
Yang Ling really doesn't like to go out, thinking that a man can avoid danger by locking her up, and she can't let Mo Chuhan worry about it.
can stay as a salted fish, why do you still run around, she doesn't have the life of the big heroine, unconsciously, Mo Chuhan repeatedly touched her belly, feeling the new life, and time passed like this.
She couldn't imagine that in the past few months, she had menstrual cramps, it was so sinful, every time she had a stomachache, she did it hard, but it was not to do it, so that someone could do it for herself.
In the past few days, Mo Chuhan told her that Yuanshengzi was about to be born, but the man didn't let her go to the hospital, saying anything, if she went to the hospital, as soon as Yuanshengzi was born, she would use energy to kill the doctors around her, which was terrible.
Yang Ling listened, she was scared all of a sudden, and the man shamelessly said that he would help her deliver the baby, obediently, did Mo Chuhan forget that he was a man.
"No, then, how can I hold my head up in front of you in the future, I don't want it." When Yang Ling resisted, the man grabbed her wrist and said seriously.
"It's okay, I don't mind."
"You don't mind, I mind!" She was so angry that she was about to cry out, she was so aggrieved by this.
Mo Chuhan hugged her, she struggled for a while, her stomach hurt violently, as if someone was playing a drum in her stomach, and she couldn't catch up with the man, which would estimate that Yuan Shengzi couldn't wait to be born.
"Stomach, stomach ache......" Yang Ling wondered if she was pregnant with a monster, she shivered, and felt her body temperature become suddenly cold.
Mo Chuhan ...... "She won't be giving birth, what should I do, I haven't eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run, she has completely nailed herself to the pillar of shame, and the man pulled her shirt with one hand, thin clothes, covered with quilts, and looming white calves.
"Don't be at this time,...... Okay, bastard! "Yang Ling doesn't have the extra strength to hammer him, lest she wait until she doesn't give birth to a child, she will have two lives, and she should not agree to a man if she knew it, why, why!
Why is she so fairy-hearted, believing in the man's words, her stomach is still aching for a while, she thinks that this is called twelve-level pain, which is really not an exaggeration.
The man grabbed both of her wrists like shackles, lowered his head, and kissed her on the forehead.
"For my sake, let you suffer this torture."
"I'll make it up to you later." The gentleness of a man at the moment, gentleness is gentleness, and she only cares about the pain.
Mo Chuhan opened his hand, and a force rose in response, as if it came out of the floor, and in an instant, he turned into a young lady of the Republic of China wearing a red cheongsam, and the young lady looked like the little Nezha in Journey to the West, beautiful.
But now Yang Lingna cares whether she is beautiful or not, she has to give birth to a child and give birth to a child in order to save a man's life.
"Didn't you deliver me? Bastard! Yang Ling felt that she was about to die, and while complaining about the handsome man, she didn't want to scold him for anything, at this juncture, she might as well scold herself for being stupid before.
"Mo Chuhan, I shouldn't, shouldn't have agreed to your request, you bastard, bastard!" Yang Ling wanted to get angry again, she felt as if she had no strength, didn't she, could it be that she was going to die in this ghost gate.
"Blame me, blame me for confusing you, okay?" Mo Chuhan helped her sit up,, how to give birth when she sits up, is this destined to have a difficult birth?
She desperately wanted to lie down, please, she just hadn't given birth to a child before, not that she hadn't seen someone else have a baby.
"I, I haven't even opened my fingers yet, how am I going to give birth to it?" Yang Ling collapsed, are these two pigs?
Will she deliver a baby or not, she's going crazy!