This strong emotion suddenly occupied all her thoughts, as if she had seen Luo Jia for the first time. Look, the great Emperor of Northern Emperor, with his handsome eyes, as if he had been the first memory of his childhood—that
A beautiful man, who gave himself some snacks and gave himself a big red apple. Seeing that he was falling and bleeding, he picked himself up...
Luo Jia used to have his good looks. But why did he think he was so beautiful at this time?
Her eyes are bright and her voice is gentle: "Your Majesty, I am so happy, so happy... Thank you, thank you!"
He woke up from this gentle voice and stroked her soft face ecstatically: "Little thing, if I had known that such a good thing, I would have deposed that bad habit earlier..."
She smiled sweetly: "It's not too late now. I'm so happy..."
"Shh" his fingers were placed on her lips. She stuck out her tongue mischievously, forgot that Luo Jia ordered that no one could mention the word "death".
His hand was already on her belly and he listened carefully: "That little guy, are you unbearable today?"
"Haha, I don't know either."
"Silly thing, why don't you know anything?"
She looked bitter: "I don't know either, it seems that I can't feel anything. I only know that it tortures me so hard that I can't eat well every day. Alas, it feels really bad to get pregnant..."
His fingers pressed gently on her lips again, pretending to be angry: "Little guy, how many times have I said it? Don't say that. Look, the little baby heard it, it is moving. It will be angry,
I won't like you anymore..."
"Where is moving? Why can't I feel it at all?"
"I just move. I touch it every day, for several months, and I am most familiar with what it wants to do. It moves every day. Do you know why you can't feel it?"
"Why?"
"Because you always complain about it. I love it even more. It is closest to me, so I can feel it. Haha, son, call me Father..."
Please, who knows the great His Majesty Luo Jia, a fetus who is only a few months old? He is so sarcastic. Who is kissing him?