Medicine and Poison: Concubine Xiaoye of the Evil King

Chapter 237 Brother Qingcheng, Let's Make Children

Chapter 237 Brother Qingcheng, Let's Make Children
Then, the little Po Boy suddenly opened a pair of deep eyes, put his arms around his chest, and tilted his head to look at Li Mackerel.

woman, what do you want to do?
Li mackerel looked at him and was happy: "Little boy, you are my toy now, I can do whatever I want, you have the guts."

Before she finished speaking, a lock of hair was caught in his palm.

Li mackerel: "." It's over.

Three days have passed without knowing it, the little boy fell asleep after eating, and ate when he slept, Li Mackerel wanted to get out of bed to jump up and down, but Hua Feiyi shook his head and said he was going to confinement .

Li mackerel had nothing to do.

So, she asked Hua Feiyi to go down the mountain to buy some needles and thread and fabric scissors to put beside the bed, and sew clothes for the little poor boy while looking at him.

But she is destined to sew well.

When she couldn't recognize the needle and thread, the little poor boy was lying on the bedside, wrapped in a small sheet, frowning, took the needle and thread from her mother, and then recognized the needle
Li mackerel found this scene very sad.

After she pondered for a long time but failed to figure out a decent dress, she finally sighed, took out a lot of amethysts, and asked Hua Feiyi to help her go down the mountain to buy a lot of clothes for children. into the space.

Li mackerel chose for a long time, from which he chose a small black robe embroidered with small silver patterns, and a small bellyband, put it on for him, and took a pair of delicate black shoes for him to wear. superior.

The little boy found it very novel, and crawled around on the bed like a bug, and even crawled onto Li mackerel from time to time, and then kissed her with a "chirp".

Dear Li Mackerel's heart was about to melt, and at that moment he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​stuffing the little boy back into his stomach.

Later, when Hua Feiyi said that every child should have a name, Li Mackerel began to hold the little boy in his arms, watching him roll, while thinking about his name with worry.

Well, the surname must be Feng.

But what to call it?

Li Mackerel pondered for a while, and made the little Po Boy stand in front of him, and asked very seriously, "What do you want to be called?"

Of course the little boy didn't know what to call himself.

Therefore, the matter of his naming has been delayed until a month later.

That day, it was snowing in the sky. Li mackerel looked at the snowflakes through the window and had a flash of inspiration. He poked the one-month-old baby who had just finished breastfeeding in front of him, showing a small canine tooth, and his eyes were full of With a flash of inspiration, he said, "How about your name Feng Xueqiu?"

Little Poor Boy: "."

Li mackerel fell silent.

At this time, I suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when Feng Qingcheng was only ten years old, she had a conversation with her group.

"Brother Qingcheng, shall I give you a baby?"

".how born."

"We can have a baby by kissing each other."

"." Don't kiss that stinky girl.

"After kissing, the baby will be born. If you don't kiss me, I will kiss you, okay? But you will be the one who will give birth."

".Who told you that you can have a baby like this?"

"My guess."

"." The smelly girl was so annoying that she wanted to kiss him.

"Brother Qingcheng, what do you think the baby will be called after it is born?"

"." He stood up and was about to leave.

Xiao Li mackerel jumped directly on him, and then hugged his thigh, allowing his face to turn darker and darker, but did not let go.

Ten-year-old Xiaofeng Qingcheng finally sighed helplessly, and said, "Call Congrui."

"That's a girl's name. What if I give birth to a boy? It's not good."

"If it's a boy, call it Xiaoan."

"Xiao'an? Is your surname Feng or Li? Is it Feng Xiao'an or Li Xiao'an, Feng Li Xiao'an?"

"."

She was answered by a long silence.

Now recalling this memory, Li mackerel frowned, looked at the little boy in front of him with his hands on his cheeks, poked his little face, and said, "Your father gave you a name when you were young, um, lol." Ann, he must hope that you will laugh every day and be safe and sound, so your name is Feng Xiaoan?"

The little boy raised his eyebrows slightly, then hugged Li Mackerel without letting go, a little smile could be seen in his dark eyes.

As the name doesn't sound very cute, but the meaning is good.

Li mackerel thought so.

Little An'an soon became one year old, and her eyebrows became more and more delicate, as if carved out of the same mold as Feng Qingcheng, just like a little Feng Qingcheng.

His eyebrows are picturesque and his eyes are deep.

Li mackerel gnawed on him at every turn.

So the little kid got out of nowhere a small white handkerchief, and wiped his face every now and then.

The little Po Boy was also extremely smart, before Li Mackerel called him, he could actually talk, but he still staggered a bit when he walked.

It took Li mackerel another month to teach the little boy to walk.

Li mackerel actually wanted to leave after the child was full moon, but Feng Xiaoan, Feng Xiaoan was Li mackerel's nickname for him.

Feng Xiaoan has a crush on Hua Feiyi
That's right, obsession.

Also called Hua Feiyi Niangqin.

Then call him Daddy Li Mackerel.
That's right, Dad.

Li Mackerel was very helpless, no matter how he explained it, the little guy just didn't understand.

I think the one with breasts is the father, and the one without breasts is the mother.
Who the fuck is misleading.

The reason is this.

One day, when Hua Feiyi and Feng Xiaoan were playing happily, Feng Xiaoan asked the woman what she would call herself if she was a bit more aggressive.

Hua Feiyi said that she would call herself old lady.

What about the man?Feng Xiaoan folded her arms around her chest again, and asked with a tense face.

The man calls himself Lao Tzu!Hua Feiyi nodded.

Women are mothers, men are fathers.

The little girl who feeds herself often calls herself Lao Tzu, the little girl is a man, and the man is Daddy.

The little girl has breasts, so daddy has breasts.

Feng Xiaoan finally sorted out this relationship.

He has inherited his father's IQ, so he is only one year old, and the problem is logical when analyzed.

So, this uncle is my mother?

Feng Xiaoan nodded, it should be like this.

The moment Li Mackerel heard Feng Xiaoan sweetly calling her father, her whole body was in a bad mood.

Just be dad, it doesn't matter.

But he actually called Hua Feiyi Niang
Li mackerel corrected him: Feng Xiaoan, your mother is not him, after a while, daddy will take you to find your mother, okay?
Feng Xiaoan was silent for a while, so she stopped calling Hua Feiyi for a kiss.

He said that his mother must be as beautiful as a flower.

Li Mackerel burst into laughter after hearing this sentence.

Yes, beautiful, but not flowery.

During this year, Gushan and Xiaolong also woke up.

(End of this chapter)

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