Chapter 640, Gu Shijing

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Jing Yuanshan V: October 7, the eighth day of the ninth lunar month; Location: Hospital; Name: Gu Shijing.

Mr. Gu has a son a year, and the Yuquan Hotel celebrates.

I don't know, but everyone knows what it means. This is also recognized by the Gu family.

Why didn't the Gu family admit it? Your Highness's baby.

Jing Yuanshan still gave birth smoothly and came back in two days.

Bedroom, nicely furnished.

Actually, you can do that on this day.

Ms. Liu Daozhen had to squeeze over and take Xiaowen. The younger brother's milk name was taken by the grandmother, called Xiaohe, (Xiaohe) is enough for the milk name.

Liu Daozhen hasn't taken many children either, so she really didn't want to interfere much in serving the confinement, but Jing Yuanshan was confined, Xiaowen couldn't be left out in the cold, and it was just right for her grandmother to take her.

Xiaowen is sixteen months old, can walk and talk, although he babbles, he will always be able to speak.

His bedroom was across the street from the bathroom.

The bathroom is big, and the door is the swimming pool. The baby's bedroom also has a bathroom.

Grandma and baby sleep, although the baby is unwilling, but it is also fine.

He Juan slept in Jing Yuanshan's bedroom, serving the confinement conveniently.

Jing Yuanshan gave birth naturally, but when she was breastfeeding, she shivered in pain.

Liu Daozhen looked speechless, and took Xiaowen downstairs.

Gu Yuanquan came and wanted to see his youngest son.

Liu Daozhen asked his son: "Do you know how much pain she has?" ”

Gu Yuanquan didn't know.

Liu Daozhen said: "This, this is inherently sensitive, she doesn't cry, she can't shed tears." ”

Gu Yuanquan was stunned. Jing Yuanshan actually knew it, he didn't know, it would be like this?

Liu Daozhen asked his son: "Do you want her to die?" She can't die, she had Xiaowen at that time, and you didn't even look at it, so her son didn't look at you either. ”

Gu Shixiao is more than a year old, and he can play on the side.

He is still dressed beautifully, but his mood is not so beautiful.

Gu Yuanquan is still handsome, and the father and son are simply peerless, so they are jealous?

Princes and princesses are not happy.

Liu Daozhen said to his son: "I don't need you in confinement." Don't do any more evil in the future. ”

Gu Yuanquan walked outside, a gust of autumn wind slaughtered, and the sky was full of fallen leaves.

Suddenly I feel like I'm quite mixed, and every man I've ever mixed up has this feeling.

Mrs. Gu is here, he doesn't need to think about anything else, but sometimes he is unwilling. It seems that someone stole his Mrs. Gu.

Mrs. Gu is still a child's mother, and some things are gone.

Gu Yuanquan is very strong, he will not give up. It's better for children to be mom and dad and not give up again.

Eastview Garden, like a black hole.

Rats burrow into it and they will disappear. Those who came from behind learned to be smart and squatted outside.

I don't pick them up for a while. So the woman saw Mr. Gu's car and hit it forward.

crashed into the air, Mr. Gu's car didn't stop for a moment, and someone behind him dealt with it. Is it so easy to touch Mr. Gu?

Some squatted outside, scared. Actually, they don't think much.

At the door of the tile inkstone, a group of hehe. Anyway, it's impossible for rats to mix here, and it's not in a hurry to kill them.

Rats can't be extinct, and they can occasionally watch plays.

A group of people drinking afternoon tea.

The rats are going to come and rub them, and when they are happy, they will tease them.

A man in his thirties is about the same age as His Royal Highness, and he can look as good as He Liang. Jealous of He Liang.

He Lianghehe, jealousy can't come. He is ready to get married and have children, and he will not run away in the future.

He Liang has also earned enough, and his figure is still very good, I don't know if Erbao is a Yan dog, if it is two Yan dogs, it is even more terrifying.

Rats can only sit on Maza, after all, the Maza of Wayan is really not easy to sit.

Don't all big bulls sit on Maza? So, now popular maza.

The mouse sat down firmly and made a tune: "Your Highness won't make movies in the future?" ”

A bunch of huh. Anyway, math is not something that rats can understand, and it's no wonder that mathematicians are lonely.

Mouse Fei thinks he is smart: "The fan of France and His Royal Highness, it's still good to make movies." ”

The autumn wind is blowing.

If you say, tile inkstone fans, watch His Royal Highness sell rice noodles.

But with two children, these are still worried about movies? The varieties are different.

The rat tried hard to pretend to be a person: "Your Highness makes a movie and earns more than a billion, and the money will definitely be spent." ”

Some people look at him, and there are no new tricks.

The mouse has: "Niu Dao hasn't been filmed for several years." ”

There is a curiosity: "What are your ideas?" ”

It's good that someone is curious, and the mice are all bright-skinned: "We can fund and ask the cow guide to shoot it." ”

Curious: "Xia Da please Serre hasn't come yet, you can please try it?" Don't fight under the banner of Your Highness, the province will be killed. ”

The rat is innocent, how can he not play the banner of His Highness? It's just that some hooligans seem to really want to do it.

Hooligans, that's hard to change by nature, you can't do evil, this rat is sent to the door.

It's like men have needs, there are slamming on the door, perfect.

The rat's legs are all weak, he's not like that.

Can a rogue be reasonable?

The rat wants to reason: "This is not for our film and culture? ”

The hooligan just hit him with a maza, it hurt a little, and he couldn't die.

The director is not busy filming all day, people have the ability, make money, and do what they like.

Hit other people's ideas, and still come to His Highness? It's pure death.

There are even more people looking for death, saying on the Internet that Jing Yuanshan invited Renoir to film. Said the same as the truth.

Pick it out and go in. He's not afraid to go in? A few hooligans followed.

What about hooligans, it's like going home. It's more casual to go home. Don't ask anything else.

Which network dared to pull Jing Yuanshan, they were all blocked.

No matter how secret, if you turn it out, you will die. There is also a place for reasoning.

Jing family, Jing Yuanshan takes his son.

After feeding for a few days, it doesn't hurt so much.

Gu Shijing, and Gu Shixiao are like twins, or they are like fathers, which is very in line with the plot of the boss.

In the afternoon, the sky was cloudy, Jing Yuanshan cleaned up the beauty and sat at the head of the bed.

Gu Shixiao came over to see his younger brother and sat next to his mother: "Mom, like me." ”

Jing Yuanshan kissed: "Are you happy?" ”

Gu Shixiao nodded: "I am, brother." ”

Uh-huh, the baby woke up.

Jing Yuanshan picked it up, fed it, and milk, and asked her brother to eat.

Gu Shixiao's children were shy and grabbed food with his younger brother. I am not ashamed in my mother's arms.

Jing Yuanshan hugged him, with a son like this, his life was complete.

Gu Shixiao kissed his mother and watched his soft brother on the side.

The younger brother doesn't look at the elder brother yet, and he sleeps again after a while.

Liu Daozhen came to see his grandson, the genetics are still quite strong, like his father, isn't he like her? When grandma is satisfied.

On November 7th, Gu Shijing was full moon, and Jing Ershan gave birth to a little princess.

Jing Yuanshan couldn't go to see her, but fortunately, the Chen family took good care of her.

The little girl and grandmother also like it, and specially named Chen Jinrun, is this serious?

The name spread, and everyone was happy. Is this a pit baby?

On December 7th, Jing Shanshan is very good at picking days, and she is also a little princess.

She also has a grandmother, and the pit baby is happy.

Named Tang Shuli, isn't it good to have Li, Li, Li, and Li? Let's pit the baby together, that's what it's called.