Let her lean on him comfortably, at this time, seeing Ziyu being extremely leisurely, she couldn't help but ask with a gentle look in her eyes, slightly hooking the corners of her mouth.

"Of course, it's rare to be a bait with you." Smiled and turned his head to glance at Beiming Changfeng, Ziyu stuffed the orange in his hand into Beiming Changfeng's mouth.

You can imagine the taste of green oranges.

Even if Beiming Changfeng is a quiet person, he was slightly frowned by the orange sourness, and the subfish who looked at it laughed.

Seeing this, Beiming Changfeng stretched out his hand and rubbed Ziyu's head: "Don't be too smart." ”

Ziyu spread his hands when he heard this: "Born a genius, there is no way." ”

The smug appearance made Beiming Changfeng feel comfortable in his eyes, and he liked Ziyu's self-esteem.

"Then don't use your brain." Rubbing the head of the fish, the north wind knocked on the head of the fish and commanded.

"Why?" Ziyu suddenly turned his head to look at Beiming Changfeng, and said with a surprised face: "Are you asking me to learn that pigs will sleep when they eat, and eat when they sleep, and they don't want to do anything?" What are you doing with your brains? ”

Beiming Changfeng reached out and took a petal of orange and stuffed it into Ziyu's mouth, and said very positively: "It is forbidden to use the brain excessively during pregnancy, otherwise the child will not be smart." ”

Such a whimsical reason made Ziyu's eyes widen suddenly: "You're kidding, right?" ”

The eyes of the North Shadow Changfeng are horizontal, and there is a look in the eyes of when have you seen me joking.

"Not really." Ziyu was stunned, there is this statement? "Who said that?"

"I said it." Confidently.

Ziyu was instantly speechless.

Looking at the upright demeanor of the Northern Ming Changfeng, the corner of Ziyu's mouth twitched, and he reached out and touched his forehead in a half-loud manner, silently peeled a petal of orange and stuffed it into his mouth, and ate.

Compared with the North Wind Changfeng, she lost.

How can she be more serious with the North Underworld Changfeng, alas, sure enough, the old saying is right, it is more true with the husband of his wife during pregnancy, there is nothing to say, lose.

"Well, I don't use my brain, I'll leave all my IQ to my son." With a sigh, Ziyu peeled off a green-skinned orange again, and divided the gourd into two halves, half of which was directly stuffed into his mouth, and half of which he turned around and stuffed into the mouth of the North Shadow Changfeng.

"Don't eat it." Beiming Changfeng refused, he didn't like to eat this fruit, and it was still a green orange that was better than vinegar.

Ziyu held the green orange, and looked at the Beiming Changfeng with a more reasonable expression than the Beiming Changfeng just now: "Sour and spicy girl, you have to eat more sour to give birth to a son." ”

"I don't mind men and women." The North Stygian Wind looked very positive.

Regardless of whether Ziyu is born as a son or a daughter, he likes it the same, so he doesn't care if it's a son or a daughter, as long as it's born to Ziyu.

"I care." Ziyu raised his eyebrows and stuffed the orange into the mouth of Beiming Changfeng: "Do you want to eat it?" ”

Does Ziyu care if this first child is a son or a daughter?

Beiming Changfeng was slightly surprised, in his feeling, Ziyu shouldn't be a person who cares about whether he is carrying a son or a daughter in his belly?

I was slightly surprised in my heart, but this is not a question that can be entangled, what should be entangled is: "Is it you pregnant and not me pregnant." ”

Sour and spicy girl, talking about the taste of pregnant women, during pregnancy, those who like to eat sour will give birth to sons, and those who like spicy food will give birth to daughters, what does this have to do with whether he eats this sour orange?