Chapter 903 If she is a witch, she should be able to accept it!

She felt much more comfortable with the cold water in her mouth.

If it was just a guess before, then now it is basically certain that she should be pregnant.

They were all mothers, so after that subtle feeling came to her heart again, she basically concluded.

"Let's go, the winter night is a bit cold, don't catch a cold." Nangong Ye's soft magnetic voice sounded beside her ears.

Ye Qianluo pursed her lips, stretched out her hand to push him away, and then sat down on the edge of the flower bed.

Brother Ye rubbed his brows. At this time, he didn't dare to drag her into the car with a strong attitude, so he took off his windbreaker, ignoring her resistance, and put it on her shoulders, "Wear well, Otherwise, I will carry you back directly."

It may be that the severe vomiting consumed too much physical strength, her face looked very pale, when she raised her head slightly, the brows were full of tenderness, and Nangong Ye's heart trembled when she saw it.

Ye Qianluo tugged at the corners of her stiff lips, and said: "Pregnant women are prone to motion sickness. I can guarantee that as long as I go up, I will definitely retch again. Let me sit, blow the wind, and breathe fresh air. will be more comfortable."

For a while, Nangong Ye stopped talking, and the two of them stood one, one sat, one looked down, and the other looked up, the dim street lamp poured down, lengthening their shadows printed on the ground, a bit beautiful, a bit charming .

It took a long time before Brother Ye suppressed the unrestrained emotions in his heart, lowered his voice and asked, "Really, really?"

Sister Luo is a bit good-looking, and this guy Ganqing was stunned for a long time, just struggling with this problem.

"Well, it's almost the same, either she's pregnant, or her stomach is cold because of the cold weather."

"That must be the first type." Nangong Ye did not hide his excitement in the bottom of his heart, child, his and Luo'er's child, what kind of joy and shock is this?
It is probably indescribable in all languages. He only knows that after living for so many years and conquering the whole world, there is no day when he feels more fulfilled than this moment.

"Idiot!" Ye Qianluo laughed and scolded, "My son is already six years old, can't he satisfy the sense of accomplishment in your heart?"

Brother Ye narrowed his eyes, "If it wasn't for the DNA showing that he is my son, I would never fucking admit that I could make that kind of thing."

Ye Qianluo glared at him lightly, "What are you talking about, Ping An is your own, just look at the temperament in your stomach."

"Shut up." Brother Ye's expression darkened, "Take care of it well, don't let this kind of genetic mutation happen again, if your daughter grows up in your belly, let's see how I deal with you."

Sister Luo shrank her neck, er, this man seems to have run into a dead end, insisting that she is pregnant with a daughter, so, if she is born a son, he probably has to tear her apart.

Also, taking a step back, she is really a daughter, she can't change the temperament of a fetus, if she is born as a witch, he will have to kill her.

"Brother Ye." The little woman stretched out her hand, tugged at his big palm hanging on one side, and said weakly, "If it's a son, it's acceptable. If it's a witch, it should be acceptable."

Brother Ye looked at her with cool eyes, and there was a dangerous light floating in his eyes.

Ye Qianluo swallowed, "Well, then I will try my best to pretend to be a lady during the few months of pregnancy. I will stay at home every day as a female celebrity, learn piano and chess, and set a benchmark for your daughter so that she can become a lady. how to grow harmoniously in the direction of

(End of this chapter)

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