Long Fei hung up the phone, glanced at the eight gods of war gathered in his newly renovated young marshal's office, and said angrily: "I said don't bother my brother, he is old and excited, how can he be in the mood to care about this?" ”

"Who the is to blame?" Qin Huan glared at Long Fei angrily. "You don't have a idea, why do you eat this young marshal? Pretending to be forced to do nothing? ”

Long Fei took the case: "You kind, you take your troops to fight on the battlefield in the outer regions?" ”

Qin Huan's expression changed, and he pouted: "It's not your soldier, of course you don't feel distressed!" ”

Several other gods of war hurriedly grabbed the two people who were beating the cannon, and after rational analysis, they came to a conclusion: Brother Xi has a noble son, why do you have to be amnesty in the second half of the day, what is the hurry? Wait for my sister-in-law's fetus to be stable, and then report it.

The two scolded and scolded for a while, and as soon as the conversation changed, Long Fei said in a deep voice: "As General Zhang's brother-in-law, when the child comes out, my godfather will be decided, and whoever robs me will be in a hurry." ”

"In terms of age, I have to come as a godfather." Qin Huan didn't give up an inch of land.

Several other Beimang gods of war also slapped the table: "Lao Tzu entered Beimang earlier than General Zhang, in terms of qualifications, how can the big godfather have to come to me!" ”

"Grass, practice on the school field!" Qin Huan rolled up his sleeves. "Win or lose, but also decide life and death, and only those who are alive are qualified to be godfathers!"

A group of Beimang leaders who were rampant and domineering in the military headquarters pushed and walked out of the young marshal's office.

found that the school field was crowded with black and suppressed Beimang heroes.

"Who told you to come?"

Long Fei glanced at the elite of Beimang, and his face turned pale.

A fifteen-year-old Beimang veteran walked out of the team, and said angrily: "I heard that there is going to be a big godfather seat for General Zhang's children on the school field, and I will also join in the fun." ”

"What about you?" Long Fei crossed his waist, and his face was full of majesty. "Are you here to join in the fun?"

"Yes, young marshal!"

There was an earth-shattering shouting on the school grounds.

The dragon's flying legs trembled.

Qin Huan's face was sallow, and he tugged at Brother Fei's sleeve: "Da Fei, don't you count it?" Directly 300,000 Beimang godfathers, in no particular order? ”

Long Fei hesitated, and then looked at the brother's personal soldiers who usually didn't even give him face.

They are all Beimang soldiers who are older than their brothers, and if they really practice, Long Fei has no bottom in his heart.

"That's all it can be." Long Fei frowned. "We can't bully the small, right? If you really practice, they still dare to be ruthless to us? ”

"Hmm." Qin Huan nodded lightly. "Don't make the small ones hard."

Long Fei waved his hand, and the young marshal was full of majesty: "It's all gone, when my sister-in-law gives birth to General Zhang, let's be a godfather together!" ”

Han Dong, who was standing in the crowd, twitched the corners of his mouth.

secretly sent a WeChat message to my sister: "Sister, my nephew hasn't come out yet, and there are already 300,000 Beimang godfathers." ”

"Huh?"

Han Jiangxue added a terrifying animated picture emoji: "Then how did I entertain me?" ”

Han Dong grinned and replied: "It's okay to say how to entertain, but you have to take care of the fetus, the 300,000 Beimang army is still waiting to eat my nephew's full moon wine." ”

"I know, I know, I'm already under a lot of pressure, don't pressure me anymore."

Han Jiangxue, who was nesting on the bed, glanced at Queen Ma who was washing her underwear, and then at her father-in-law who was pouting and mopping the floor at the door.

Old Devil Han was so happy that his teeth came out, and he sat on the edge of the bed and gave himself fresh-cut fruits.

The Iron Lady was also under the guidance of Brother Zhang, making soup in the kitchen downstairs.

The old generals in the Longqian Courtyard were constantly running to the door, carrying supplements, rubbing their faces familiarly, and the door was like a market.

Han Jiangxue had been lying on the bed for a long time, and wanted to get up and move.

Old Devil Han immediately put down the fruit knife, just like an old eunuch Han, supporting his baby girl, with a flattering face: "You can slow down..."

"Hmm."

Mr. Han's body was nothing unusual, but he was served by these old men like this, and his squeamishness came up, his waist was sore, his legs were also weak, he couldn't help but hold his waist, his flat little belly pouted slightly, and his posture seemed to be about to give birth.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, although it is only on the second floor, Xuebao has a heroic mother's heart in the world: I have been walking on thin ice in this life, I have been wronged, and finally, I have come to the bitter end, and I have established this spring and autumn eternity, and the power is overwhelming!

When the interest arrived, Xue Bao sang softly: "Emei towers to the sky, plump cheeks are full of brilliance, and the aura is extraordinary Huigen, the empress of the Tang Dynasty... Wu Zetian! ”

"Xuebao, what are you singing? It's weird and imposing. Old Devil Han gossiped.

"The theme song of the large-scale TV series "Wu Zetian" "The Empress of the Generation".

Mr. Han had a deep gaze, standing on the second floor overlooking the Longqian Courtyard, condescending.

Old Devil Han opened his mouth and said with emotion: "Don't say it, it's quite appropriate." Dad came to see you in the Longqian Courtyard today, and those old Dengs personally stepped forward to send Huazi, and I was a little nauseous. ”

"Keep a low profile, don't let people think that our old Han family has just made some achievements." Han Jiangxue said earnestly.

"Dad understands." Old Devil Han nodded heavily. "Dad will steal fun, not laugh."

A warm spring breeze gently blows on the face.

Old Devil Han immediately alerted: "It's windy, go back, or your mother will have to scold me again later." ”

"You're teaching me to do things?"