The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 389: Do you really want a baby
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"So, I am your spring. As soon as I come, your good days will come." Meiya held his face with a warm smile in her eyes, "Zhong Mingwei, you are me too. Spring, when I saw you, my thin and ugly withered sapling finally took root and sprouted, and then became your beautiful girl. Hey, do you mean this?"
"You're only half right," Zhong Mingwei's eyes were a little hot, but he couldn't help but laugh. While reaching out to rub Mei Ya's braid, he said softly, "Last spring, in Ninggu There are two originally lonely trees in the tower. They met each other, and then they took root and sprouted together. Their roots were intertwined in the soil, and their branches were holding each other in the clouds. They gradually grew into a couple tree, and later Ah, they can still bloom and bear fruit, and many little buds sprouted from the ground, and they are definitely very beautiful..."
"Zhong Mingwei, you, you really want a baby, don't you?" When she said this, Meiya blushed terribly, but she looked at Zhong Mingwei boldly. Meiya had never thought about this question, Zhong Mingwei had already At the age of thirty-three, he is no longer a young and frivolous age. Most ordinary people at this age have become grandfathers.
"I want it," Zhong Mingwei also looked at Meiya and nodded generously. He also wanted a child in the past. At that time, he urgently needed an emperor's eldest grandson to help him. As for who will be the baby? Mother, he actually doesn’t care. But now, he also wants a baby, but he just wants Meiya to be his baby’s mother. He especially wants to see what his and Meiya’s baby looks like, and he especially wants to keep his mother. The two of them lived such an ordinary and sweet little life. He looked at Meiya's shy and red face, and his old heart was sweetened. He leaned over and kissed Meiya's slightly dry lips. Somehow, he Suddenly he laughed again, with thin lines appearing in the corners of his eyes, "But, I don't want it, especially because I'm afraid that after the baby is born, you won't be able to keep me in your eyes, and you will definitely stare at the baby all day long, even if I'm pinching a little rabbit, but I'm afraid I'm pinching that little brat too, and he definitely won't be pinched by me."
"You are such a big man, how can you still be jealous of... a little baby?" Meiya looked at his appearance and found it funny, but she was also very embarrassed. She covered her mouth and laughed while using her arms. She elbowed the man and said, "I'm still not your biological child. How could you be such a father?"
"I don't care, I'm just jealous, and my own little one can't do it either," Zhong Mingwei muttered, with a bit of gritted teeth when he said this, "No, if I have a little one again in a few years, I'll have to Otherwise, I wouldn’t have posted this day.”
"This..." Meiya was a little embarrassed to say it. She blushed for a long time and whispered, "Don't other people...have babies as soon as they get married? You...are you planning to do it again in a few years? Will you marry me?"
"No," Zhong Mingwei was startled. The man in his thirties also felt a little shy at this time. He leaned close to Meiya's ear and whispered, "When the time comes, I will ask Mr. Gu to do it." I will prepare some medicine, and after taking it, you can... You can stop having children first, and it will not delay the reconciliation of yin and yang between us..."
"You...you, shut up!" The next second, Meiya suddenly pushed Zhong Mingwei away, holding the glutinous rice **** on the tray, hurriedly got out of bed, pushed the door open and left.
"Girl, the stove is in the house. Where is it going to be carried?" Zhong Mingwei stared at the door, touched his nose, and murmured in a low voice, then followed the crack in the window and looked His little girl was standing in the courtyard with a tray of glutinous rice balls. Zhong Mingwei tapped the window sill leisurely with his fingers, and said a little arrogantly, "Huh, look at you little girl. Where are you running and you have to come back to me soon?"
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The tenth day of March in the thirty-third year of Jiasheng
Ninggu Pagoda.
Since March has entered, the weather in Ninggu Tower has become warmer. Even though it is still covered in snow outside, the ice on the eaves has begun to turn into water.
After breakfast, Gu Changlin made plaster in the outer hall. Zhong Mingwei's knee was much better, and the skin and flesh had grown back. Now there is no need to wrap it with gauze. He only needs to apply plaster a few times a day. Meiya sat aside Help Gu Changlin.