exclusive marriage

Chapter 304
It can be seen that she is not a superstitious woman, but she is a greedy woman.

Zuo Cheng hugged her, and kissed her at the intersection of the busy street: "Xia Chu, I don't believe in an afterlife, I only allow you to live forever."

Jiang Xiachu still smiled as before, and hugged the man tightly.

He said: "If there is a next life, I would like to meet you innocently without burden."

This man loves her so much, not because he is not greedy, but after all, he is reluctant to repeat such a painful past.

She said, "Okay."

People come and go, they embrace, and forget themselves in the August afternoon.

This city, this early summer, is beautiful.

In the early summer season, the sun was warm. Jiang Xiachu held a Xinhua dictionary, swinging back and forth, looking at the first word on page 370 of the dictionary: sword.

Left Sword?

Jiang Xiachu frowned, rubbed her swollen belly, and shook her head.

"Mucha."

Zuo Cheng's voice came suddenly.

"Ok?"

Stepping on a field of camphor flowers, he came to her and squatted down: "Name."

Jiang Xiachu closed the dictionary: "Muchia?"

"Don't like it?" He naturally put his hand on Jiang Xiachu's abdomen, and stroked it lightly.

Jiang Xiachu smiled and shook her head: "I like it."

"I like it too." He held her in his arms, rocking her gently back and forth, very happy.

She smiled, dimpled slightly, and suddenly frowned: "Will it be inappropriate if it's a boy?"

It's a bit feminine.

Zuo Cheng licked and kissed her lips repeatedly, and said, "It will be fine if you like it."

This voice, accompanied by the early summer wind, is simply Gu, Jiang Xiachu was a little dazed, so he nodded.

Just like that, it was decided that no matter male or female, they would be called Zuoshi Mucha.

At that time, Zuo Mucha was still a five-month-old embryo and had no right to speak. Many years later, when Zuo Mucha was seven years old, he belatedly asked: Dad, when you chose this name, you always passed by. Do I agree?
Zuo Mucha's embryo is six months old.

The sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, the sleepy Jiang Xia opened his eyes at the beginning, the sun was high, the sun rolled the sheets, and he saw a handsome face, really seductive.

"Not working?"

Zuo Cheng loved her sluggish and sleepy look when she just woke up, he took her into his arms and kissed her, and said, "Accompany the childbirth."

Jiang Xiachu was a little dizzy from being kissed, and asked after a while, "Is it a little early?"

"I'm afraid you'll be born prematurely."

Is that the case?But, President Zuo, will this be too...

Jiang Xiachu was extremely helpless: "But it's only been six months now."

No matter how premature it was, it wouldn't be four months early, right?Hey, President Zuo's reason is really lame.

"You are alone with him—" Rubbing Jiang Xiachu's hair, Zuo Cheng mumbled, "I don't like it."

Jiang Xiachu was taken aback: "Him?"

What is going on with this awkward man?Jiang Xia has just turned two.

Zuo Cheng suddenly moved a hand to Jiang Xiachu's abdomen and rubbed it: "Him."

child?Jiang Xia understood at the beginning, reached out and hugged the awkward man, and comforted him: "When he is born, you can get close to him, it's still early."

"I want to be close to you." Zuo Cheng's deep voice lingered in Jiang Xiachu's ear, "I don't like you being with him."

No matter how it sounds, it sounds like a child who can't eat candy is making a fuss.

Jiang Xiachu was flabbergasted once again.

Feelings are not the jealousy of the wife, but the jealousy of the child.

Jiang Xiachu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and took the initiative to kiss Zuo Cheng on the lips: "He is your child."

"I am your husband."

Zuo Cheng grabbed Jiang Xia Chu and kissed him deeply.

There is a saying that really makes sense: Master Zuo, you are so jealous!
Poor classmate Zuo Muxia was regarded as an imaginary enemy before he was born, and was utterly disgusted by his father and lord.

Zuo Mucha's embryo is seven months old.

Jiang Xiachu had a big belly, the sun and she were both lazy, half lying on the soft couch and asked: "Zuo Cheng, do you want a boy or a girl?"

Gently brushing her abdomen with his hand, he replied, "Girl, it's best to have your appearance and your temperament."

It is said that boys are especially clingy, not good or bad.

Jiang Xiachu nodded in agreement: "I think so too. If a boy looks like you, that's all. If his temper follows yours, how many girls' hearts will be broken."

Zuocheng Heixian just looked at her dotingly: "That's fine, as long as it's her child."

Hey, Zuo Mucha, who was not yet born, was once again flamboyantly rejected.

A few years later, Jiang Xiachu looked at his son, and felt rejoicing in his heart. Fortunately, he only looked like Zuo Cheng, and his temperament did not follow Zuo Cheng.

A few years later, when Jiang Xiachu saw his son holding a doll in his arms in the kindergarten, he felt extremely sad. Why didn't he follow his father's temper?
Zuo Mucha's embryo is eight months old.

At this time, Guan Ai was nestling in Zuojia's big leather sofa, with one hand still on Jiang Xiachu's stomach.

"Jiang Xiachu, I have a question for you."

"Huh?" Jiang Xiachu responded lazily, feeling a bit sleepy.

"My godson and your man fell into the water at the same time, who do you save first?"

The problem handed down from our ancestors is still a headache in the 21st century with advanced technology.

Jiang Xiachu was very troubled, thought and thought, and answered seriously: "My child."

"You're so proud to hear that you're not a son." Guan Ai spoke seriously to Jiang Xiachu's stomach.

That night, the beauty from Zuocheng was pregnant.

"Why save the child first?"

The man suddenly asked a question, somewhat inexplicable, Jiang Xiachu was stunned for a moment before he realized: "You heard everything."

"Why?" The stubborn man said in a low tone.

Jiang Xiachu smiled helplessly: "Because you can swim."

As soon as he finished answering, Jiang Xiachu asked Zuo Cheng to hold his lips, and after a long time of hissing, he let her go, panting and said, "I don't like your answer."

Naturally, Jiang Xiachu couldn't give Zuo Cheng a satisfactory answer, and asked the sky speechlessly: Which one should be rescued first when the child and husband fell into the river at the same time?
Throughout the whole night, Jiang Xiachu didn't think of a way to get the best of both worlds.

Because of this, when Zuo Mucha was five years old, Zuo Cheng threw him into the swimming pool, drank half of his stomach, and learned to swim.

Every time Zuo Mucha thought about it, she would cry for herself.

Zuo Mucha's embryo is nine months old.

Hospital delivery room.

"Snapped--"

Zuo Cheng slapped down, and the newborn Zuo Muxia had five finger prints on Xia Hongtong's buttocks.

"Wow wow wow wow -" one cry after another, it was a shocking cry of ghosts and gods.

(End of this chapter)