Chapter 1289 - If There Was One More Rabbit in the House......

When Zhong Yinian heard the words of the president, he subconsciously wanted to say that it was because of your age.

Secretly stuck out her little tongue in her heart, if she dared to say this, it is estimated that the president would be mad if he was not mad.

"Can't find a reason?"

Like a winner, Pei Muchen gently stepped on the accelerator and drove the Rolls-Royce out of the hospital.

"Then uncle, you also give me a reason not to have children now."

"You're too small."

Reason?

Pei Muchen has a lot of good, okay?

Zhong Yinian is too young, Zhong Yinian himself is still a child, Zhong Yinian is frizzy and restless, he can't bear to be stumped by the child early, and he can't bear to bear the pain of giving birth to a child early.

Look at her today, just a fall and a lot of tears flowed, and her eyes are still red.

If she really gave birth, wouldn't she be crying and drowning the entire hospital?

What's more, he didn't dare to imagine what Zhong Yinian would do if he held his hand and said that it hurt and said that he was not born.

Maybe you can really stuff that kid back.

"I'm not young, I'm twenty years old."

Is it okay to be an adult?

Why is it so small?

Pei Muchen glanced at her silently, isn't it small?

The whole thing is a child's temper, it's too noisy.

If there is one more rabbit in the house......

That picture, no, no, no, it must be a headache.

"Uncle, don't you want to hear a soft and glutinous little bun earlier, calling you Dad?"

Zhong Yinian looked at Pei Muchen with a smile on his face.

Pei Muchen: ............

How could it not be wished?

That scene, can he dream of it in his dreams?

"Uncle, okay, okay!!"

Pei Muchen: ............!!!

Spoiled!

Assi, the little rabbit is coquettish.

"Okay."

He admits that he can't resist, he can only obey.

So, Zhong Yinian won.

However, then the president poured a basin of cold water down.

"You're injured now, we'll do it when you're completely healed."

Forehead......

Do it again.

The mind is full of these two words, full of a sense of picture, which makes people red-faced.

But Zhong Yinian looked at his wounds, and estimated that it would take a week to get better.

Thinking of this, I was a little disappointed again.

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The two of them quickly returned home, and the butler had already prepared dinner.

Zhong Yinian was injured in both arms, and the president returned to the stage of feeding her again.

"Tell me what you want to eat."

This time, Zhong Yinian didn't even allow himself to drink porridge with a spoon.

"I'm going to eat that eggplant."

"Okay."

"I'm going to eat that rib."

"Okay."

"Uncle, I found that today's dishes don't taste very good."

After eating half full, Zhong Yinian began to express his opinion.

"That's because I told the kitchen to put less salt and no heavy seasonings such as soy sauce."

Hearing the words of the president, Zhong Yinian remembered that he should pay attention to light injuries and not eat heavy seasonings, otherwise the wound will turn black.

The president is so caring.

Zhong Yinian smiled and leaned over and printed an oily kiss on the president's cheek.

Pei Muchen: ............

Are you sure this is a reward and not a punishment?

"I'm full."

Zhong Yinian smiled and spoke, and after finishing speaking, he saw the president quickly finish the porridge in his bowl, and then bent down and carried her upstairs.