Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 486 I Have Again (3)
Leng Xia stretched out her hand, which was bigger than a fingertip, and the little devil stared at it for a moment: "That little?"

She nodded, looking at the bright cloud-shrouded sky: "Yes, only this little, you will watch her grow up day by day, until she is seventeen years old, and then even bigger, watching her never understand anything, To be able to crawl on the bed with a small body, jumping out word by word, to call 'brother' in a soft and thin voice, isn't it amazing?"

Zhan Shiqi also raised his small face, imagining that appearance, he couldn't help but bend his little eagle eyes.

Just listen to the mother's voice above the head and continue: "She will be sensible, become an adult, and act like a baby in the arms of mother and you. We not only love her, but she is also our responsibility. We must love her, protect her, pet her, and teach her. She..." Leng Xia turned her face away, and looked at the little one with a fixed smile: "Seventeen will do it, right?"

Zhan Shiqi tilted his head, thought for a while, and nodded solemnly, with piety in his little eagle eyes: "Seventeen will do it!"

"Tell mother, do you want a younger brother or a younger sister?" Leng Xia breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his soft hair, and asked.

For Leng Xia, the master's words were dubious. Although she was reborn here after her death, after all, she lived in a scientific society in the 21st century in her last life, so she felt that fortune-telling was something strange.

Whether it is a son or a daughter, she readily accepts it.

Zhan Shiqi said seriously: "Brother!"

In the past few days, with a scientific attitude, the seventeen children have asked everyone around them very seriously what is the difference between a younger brother and a younger sister.

Miss Hua bit her handkerchief, her eyes blushing, and she answered him: "My younger brother is a cute little handsome boy like you, my younger sister...huh."

Tuoba Rong waved his palm, "You are a man, your younger brother is a man, and your younger sister is a woman!"

Zhong Yu laughed loudly: "My younger brother can fight with you, but my younger sister can only cry and cry, well, except for the princess and me!"

The three of Kuangfeng tilted their heads and thought, and their eyes lit up: "The younger brother is the little prince of the emperor's family, and the younger sister is the little princess of the Yue prince's family!"

Zhan Shiqi made a substantial comparison between Zhan Xiaoguai and Zhan Xiaoxian, and found that...

He likes to play with Zhan Xiaoguai. They can study together in the school, they can argue loudly over a certain issue, they can fight and learn from each other, whether it is the mother's kung fu is practical or the master's kung fu is practical, they can climb trees and catch crickets together , even bullying others... and Xiaoxian, although he also likes it, but he can't help but spurn the little girl's crying, talking, and mosquito humming. She is too timid to dare to do anything. Fragrant, never able to climb trees...

So, regarding younger siblings, the choice is clear at a glance.

Leng Xia raised her eyebrows in surprise, she didn't expect such an answer, so after thinking about it, she didn't know how to proceed, she just touched her little head and said, "Go to sleep for a while."

The little brother who waited for Xiaobudian to fantasize about fighting with him, fell asleep sweetly...

A certain killer looked helplessly at the sky. If she gave birth to a daughter, wouldn't she be self-defeating?
But if it's a son, well, she just ignores this question. If it's a son, the man who misses his daughter and wants to go crazy, probably will hug him up and throw him into the well!

And this time.

When Leng Xia was entangled with Zhan Shiqi and Zhan Beilie for their son and daughter, the man who was crazy about his daughter was sitting in Mu Er's room.

boom!
The Daqin God of War patted the two pieces of clothing on the table, and raised his chin at the dumbfounded Mu Er, which meant: Choose!
Mu Er's dull eyes turned to the table, and he saw two small clothes, one was a delicate handmade skirt, very similar to the one made by Zhan Beilie back then, the pink skirt was covered with tiny The pearls, with a bow in the middle, are so cute, and the other...

It's just a small robe made of rags, men's clothing.

That rough, that rough, that sloppy...

It is in sharp contrast with the pink and tender delicate skirt!
Tuk Tuk...

Tapping the table with his index finger, Zhan Beilie stared at him closely while retching, not letting go of his slightest change, and said in a deep voice, "Choose one, speed!"

He thought about it for a few days, and he really felt like this idiot who can't tell a fart. If he asked him, he might not be able to find out why. In connection with the last time, he thought of such a trick. It is clear at a glance whether it is a man or a woman.

In Daqin God of War's seemingly calm but nervous eyes, Mu Er raised his head and glanced at him, the corners of his mouth twitched and he couldn't help but think of what happened that day, feeling a little nauseous, he slowly picked up the man's bag little robe...

Zhan Beilie's heart suddenly rose to his throat!

He stared fiercely at that pale hand, and sharp knives flew out of his eagle eyes...

You poor paw, you have to chop it up!
It has to be chopped up!

Then, seeing a little treachery in Mu Er's eyes, he exhaled softly...

He glanced at the little robe in disgust, threw it away, pushed the little skirt towards him, and continued to be in a daze.

Miracle Doctor Mu chose it with great joy, and he wanted this man who had a physical relationship with him to get out of here as soon as possible.

Daqin God of War breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly got up and strode out of the room that made him suffocate, each other.

Holding the little skirt carefully made for his daughter, Zhan Beilie's eagle eyes were curved, the corners of his mouth were wide open, and his two rows of shiny teeth shone with happiness and contentment in the sunlight, as he strode towards the backyard.

When he returned happily, what he saw was the mother and son embracing and taking a nap in the breeze.

Amid the rich fragrance of flowers, Leng Xia's sleeping face is beautiful and serene. Her fair to almost transparent skin is coated with a soft and dazzling golden glow. Her eyelashes are curled up, dividing the shattered sunlight brightly and beautifully. The plain hand caressed Zhan Shiqi's little head, and the corners of his lips slightly raised. A certain little God of War, who was printed out of the same mold as him, curled up into a small shrimp and nestled in his mother's arms, with his bright red mouth slightly open. , snoring faintly, not knowing what he was thinking in his sleep, his pink and jade-carved little face was full of smiles.

(End of this chapter)