This scene is unprecedented, and it's rare to see!

This marriage proposal failed, the uncle must be depressed for a while, Mo Ze cutie is actually quite guilty in his heart, if the dead old man can do what he says, then the guilt in his heart will no longer exist.

Mo Jin glanced at him, "A little kid, why am I talking so much to you?" Running away from home? Get out of sight early! ”

"Phew, if you want me to get out, I'll get out? How shameless I am! I'm not leaving! ”

Mo Ze kicked open the door with his foot, throwing out one by one, throwing clothes all over the bed, and he took care of folding clothes today.

The poor gourd baby had just been forcibly stuffed into the suitcase, and it was all bent at this time, but fortunately, the cotton was elastic, and it took a long time before it gradually recovered.

After packing up his clothes and taking a shower, Mo Ze closed the door and fell asleep.

In the living room, Shu Xin looked at Mo Jin with admiration, "My husband is amazing!" ”

Mo Jin was so proud that the unshaved stubble was cocked, "That's, can I not understand my son?" It's just like the old man and the son! ”

But it turned out that Mo Ze really thought too much, and the next day, Mo Chi continued to propose to Han Yizhen regardless of the place and occasion, and he was not hit at all.

Ink Pool's thinking really can't be inferred with common sense.

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Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

The first semester of the third year of high school is fleeting, the second semester of the third year of high school is coming, the numbers on the blackboard are constantly changing every day, and there are fewer and fewer progress bars left before the college entrance examination.

In April, the interview for the Dream Building Class of the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music is getting closer and closer, although Xia Qing still has little effect now, but she is not in a hurry, if it doesn't work in one year, then two years, two years if it doesn't work, then three years, she will keep betting!

Winter is coming to spring, and as for Si Mengqi, she is about to usher in her due date.

The expected delivery date happened to be the day of the second semester of the third year of high school, and in order to witness the birth of her nephew, Xia Qing made a special trip to ask for a leave.

But......

A week passed.

"I'll go, I'm not pregnant with a Nezha, right? This induced injection didn't work! In the ward, Si Mengqi came early to give birth, stroking her big belly and walking around.

"Qiqi, the doctor told you to exercise more." Ouyang Han smiled beside him, throughout the pregnancy, Si Mengqi's temper became more and more irritable, he didn't scold back at all, and he couldn't fight back.

Lu Yao knew that the horsepower had been in the hearts of the people for a long time, and Si Mengqi also saw it deeply, he said that he wanted to treat this child as his own, not just talking.

"Still exercising? You can also see how much I walk every day, and I almost climb the mountain! ”

"Qiqi, I don't think I'll cut it out, right? In addition to leaving a scar, the caesarean section is not good-looking, and if the child is in your belly for too long, you will both be in danger of life. ”

Si Mengqi was silent for a moment, "Let's cut it!" ”

Just when Ouyang Han signed the consent form for surgery, all the family members stayed outside the operating room, and Si Mengqi also lay on the operating table, while the doctor was preparing to anesthetize.

"Wait!" Si Mengqi roared.

The doctor's hands shook in fright, he had never seen such a pregnant woman.

"Doctor ......" But in the next second, Si Mengqi's voice softened, and the doctors saw her change face with their own eyes, "The amniotic water is broken, my stomach hurts so much!" ”

She was so painful that she wanted to scold her mother!

This kid has the same bad personality as her father, tease them!

She was just about to have a caesarean section, and it turned out that the child was going to be delivered naturally, isn't this a little villain?