The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 1107 The Superb Sister Who Dressed Up as the Heroine of Chronicles 25
"Don't give up, think about Changqing, he is watching you in the sky."

Xihe choked for breath, looked at Zhou Qing in disbelief, and stared at her: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Qing wore a mask, revealing a pair of clear and gentle eyes, with red eye sockets: "This is the only proof that Changqing remains in this world, Xiaohe, promise me, be strong and give birth to the child."

She gently wiped the sweat off Xihe's face with her hands, and pinned her wet hair behind her ears, but Xihe shuddered, feeling as if she was being licked by a poisonous snake that was spitting out a letter.

Xihe closed her eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Keep an eye on Zhou Qing!"

Gouzi nodded immediately: "Leave it to me!"

Xihe grabbed the sheet under her body with both hands, bit the white cloth on her mouth tightly, and followed Granny Xia's shout with all her strength.

"Hurry up, hurry up, work harder!"

After an unknown amount of time, when Xihe was about to exhaust herself, suddenly, his stomach was empty, and something slipped out.

"It's born, it's born, it's a boy!"

Mrs. Xia laughed out loud.

Xihe let go of her hands and a smile appeared on her face.

Mrs. Xia hurried over and wiped her sweat happily, feeling distressed and relieved: "Our little He is so powerful, he gave birth to a big fat boy."

Xihe couldn't help teasing her: "If it's a girl, wouldn't Grandma dislike it?"

The old lady Xia immediately stared, and poked her forehead: "Bah, you're just talking nonsense, aren't you just a girl? When did I treat you badly?"

Xihe's heart suddenly felt warm, and she narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Grandma, you are so kind."

Granny Xia giggled like an old hen.

Mother Ji also wrapped up the child and showed it to Xihe: "It's so beautiful, it's exactly the same as Changqing when he was a child, and when he grows up, he will definitely be as successful as his father."

Xihe looked at it, sucked her little hands, her face was wrinkled, like a little old man.

He was wrapped in a piece of colorful cloth, which was requested by Mrs. Xia's family. It was made of fine feet and soft to the touch, which was most suitable for children's delicate skin.

She smiled: "When Changqing comes back, give him a name, let's call him Xiaobao now."

Ji's mother nodded again and again, calling "Xiaobao" repeatedly.

Zhou Qing's eyes flashed at the foot of the bed, and he lowered his head.

Xihe glanced at her, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, and she looked away, watching the two old people tease the baby in various ways.
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During the confinement period, Xihe has been lying on the bed.

Granny Xia kept staring at her, unable to take a shower or wash her hair, Xihe felt that she stinks to death.

The little guy is different every day, except for a few days ago, he looked like a little monkey, but the back is getting more and more beautiful. His small black eyes are black and white, and everyone who sees him will say "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Ji's mother was so happy with him, she was so happy to wipe the shit and pee every day.

Xihe was funny, she looked away from the window, the leaves were already thick, suddenly a tall figure flashed by the window...

Her heart was pounding and she subconsciously sat up.

Granny Xia hurriedly held her down: "What are you doing? What are you doing? You can't go to the ground now!"

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

The old lady Xia looked back and told Xihe: "Don't come down." Turning to open the door, she muttered, "Your fat aunt said last night that she is making dumplings today, so she probably sent dumplings..."

Opening the door, staring at the person outside, the sound stopped abruptly.

The man was wearing casual clothes, with a scar on his brow bone, darkened, thinner, and his temperament became more and more fierce, making it almost unrecognizable.

He called out, "Grandma."

His eyes fell directly on the person on the bed.

Xihe's eyes suddenly turned red, and she opened her hands.

The luggage in Ji Changqing's hand fell to the ground, and he strode towards the bed, ignoring the smell all over her body, and hugged her tightly, wishing to rub her into his arms.

Xihe hugged her tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Mother Ji and Mrs. Xia looked at each other, carried the child out, and closed the door gently.

Ji's mother was very excited, and her son was fine!very nice!
Old Madam Xia also wiped her eyes, oops, she may be able to sleep well in the future!

In the room, Ji Changqing finally let go of Xihe, his eyes greedily inspected her little face, and then leaned forward to kiss her.

Xihe put her arms around his neck and responded with her eyes closed.

They greedily took each other's temperature, as if they could confirm that this person was by their side.

Feeling the moisture on his face, Xihe opened his eyes, Ji Changqing looked away, only his eyes were red when he turned around, he smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Xihe felt distressed: "It's not too late, it's not too late at all!"

Ji Changqing smiled, looked at her stomach, and almost dared not reach out to touch it, feeling very distressed: "Does it hurt?"

Xihe shook his head and stroked the scar on his brow: "What about you? Does it hurt?"

Ji Changqing also shook his head: "I'm afraid you will hurt."

The two laughed at the same time, but there were tears in their eyes.

Xihe held the man's face and kissed it inch by inch, tears rolling down her face: "You scared me to death."

What Zhou Qing said in the delivery room almost killed her. If she was not rational, she would really go crazy at that time. She really couldn't imagine what she would do if something happened to him.

Xihe's heart was sore and aching, and she couldn't help crying: "Don't do this in the future."

She could see Bai Lan's eyes and saw Ji's mother's worry, but she couldn't show anything.

She had to pretend to be happy and confident in him.

Only in the dead of night can she show her emotions.

Because Changqing died in the second century, she didn't know if she would repeat the same mistakes this time.

Ji Changqing hugged him again, saying sorry over and over again.
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After the two of them were emotionally stable, Mother Ji and Mrs. Xia finally came back with the child in their arms.

Ji Changqing had already changed his coat and put on a white shirt, with handsome features, sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and muscular forearms.

He looked at his freshly baked son, quite at a loss.

Ji's mother suppressed a smile, and handed Xiaobao to him: "It's okay, Xiaobao is very good, if you hug like this, mother will teach you."

Ji Changqing took it stiffly, obviously holding the gun with both hands and resisting the cannon, but holding his son at this time, he was sweating from fright, for fear that he would accidentally pinch the fragile baby to death.

The little guy just woke up and found that the person who was hugging him was a stranger who didn't recognize him.

"Ahhh!"

Waving his little arms.

Ji Changqing subconsciously looked at his mother.

Mother Ji smiled and said, "I should be hungry, you can carry her to nurse Xiaohe."

Ji Changqing hurriedly hugged his son over, walking cautiously step by step, and when he was handed over to his wife, he couldn't help exhaling.

Then he looked at his son, and saw that the little guy was holding milk in both hands, drinking it.

Under the soft light, it was dazzlingly white.

Xihe was so stared at, her face flushed, and she couldn't help moving her body to block his gaze.

Ji Changqing was stunned, and Jun blushed. Fortunately, he was relatively dark now, so he couldn't be seen clearly, but his back was slightly embarrassed when he turned around in a hurry.

Xihe hooked her red lips, and leaned over to kiss her son's fair and tender face.

"The baby is so cute."

(End of this chapter)