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Chapter 482: Hitting is kissing, scolding is love 4

Not only can it cultivate one's self-cultivation, but it can also save expenses, killing one stone with one stone...... Of course, there is also access control. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Anyone who does not have the consent of Chinuyama is forbidden to leave the house.

After listening to this, Qu Tan'er was dumbfounded.

"That ......" she twisted her little hands, can she deny it?

It seems that the last time he came back, Chinuyama said bored.

So, she didn't choose to say anything for a while, teased it, and spoofed a few more words.

Unexpectedly, Chinuyama played these sentences to the fullest!

This month, isn't the Prince's Mansion making a lot of trouble?!

"The eighth sister-in-law shouldn't have said that the idea that the side concubine wants to bring the main concubine foot washing water was not yours, right?"

"Uh, no! I said...... Isn't it good to wash your feet instead of washing your feet?"

"Eighth sister-in-law?!...... "Does this make a difference?"

Yes, the difference is that Qu Tan'er's sentence is more ruthless.

Mo Liancheng smiled.

Qu Tan'er smiled dryly, swayed, and smart and tight-lipped .

The days are still going on day by day.

Qu Tan'er's belly is also getting bigger and bigger day by day.

The newly cut clothes were changed batch after batch.

Fortunately, the weather is gradually getting warmer, so you don't need to wear too much.

At the same time, Qu Tan'er also found that her appetite was getting better and better, and she was eating more and more.

"Tan'er, do you still want to eat?" Mo Liancheng picked up the snack and didn't put it down, saving a while and seeing the bottom again.

"Anyway, the dim sum is made, and it's better to eat it than to let it blow in the wind. Qu Tan'er was staring at the dim sum in Mo Liancheng's hand, this guy was a little far away, she couldn't reach it, did she not want to give her food, "Chengcheng, cough cough, I seem to be a little full, after eating what you have in your hand, it's almost over." ”

"You've just eaten two plates. Because of this, he was worried that she was overeating.

"Is there one?" she didn't have this kind of consciousness at all, and after thinking about it again, she couldn't help but be embarrassed, "Chengcheng, is it because of pregnancy? Needless to say, this little guy has not been born yet, and it is already a standard ...... Foodie. ”

"Foodie?" is a fresh word.

Qu Tan'er sneered, "Yes, the foodie is here." She touched her big belly and patted it gently, "Little guy, you say, are you a foodie? You're just so big, you have to eat so much?" Suddenly, she felt her stomach move slightly, as if she had been kicked a little, so she froze in place and blinked dumbly.

"Tan'er, how are you?"

"Chengcheng! the little guy bullied me!" Woo woo...... Suddenly, someone cried coquettishly.

"......" Mo Liancheng is funny, what is she going to play again?

The little one hasn't been born yet, how can you bully her?

"Really, really, the little guy kicked me just now! Ouch, here it is again......" Qu Tan'er didn't pretend for a while, she really shouted out, and was kicked twice in a row.

When Mo Liancheng heard this, he was a little nervous.

"Tan'er, are you—are you in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just that the little guy is a little skinny. "Counting the days, it's almost about to be born.

Suddenly, Mo Liancheng stared at her stomach and warned, "Don't bully your mother, dare to kick again, wait for you to come out and spank your ass." ”

“...... Huh? ”

Qu Tan'er blinked strangely, before the little guy came out, would he accept the threat?

Mo Liancheng saw it, handed the dim sum to Jingxin, stretched out his hand and pressed it on her bulging abdomen, his expression was cautious, extremely gentle, and then he lowered his head and leaned in to listen, the bottom of his eyes was like water, and he rarely revealed a trace of fatherly love, and asked softly: "It's been nine months, Tan'er, you say, will the little guy be willing to come out in thirteen months?"

"Huh?" Qu Tan'er was stunned, but she hadn't thought about it, "It should be...... No way. ”

She wasn't so sure.

According to Mo Liancheng, he was also born at thirteen months, and so was she.

Genetic inheritance, will this fetus really break the natural rules of so-and-so?