Chapter 4: This must be a beer belly

"It hurts and hurts -" Rong Yi sat down with a stomach that was sorely painful: "Grandpa, don't you really get pregnant? Is it playing me? How can a man get pregnant? No, this _ is a beer belly."
It is a pity that this self-consolation does not even convince him, because he obviously feels that something is kicking him in his stomach.
"Young Master, I am back." _ A young man in a white dress saw Rong Yi’s face whitish and white on the ground, his footsteps and tone were still slow, and there was no worry:
Is the stomach hurting?

The glory went to the front of Rongyi and gave the pulse to Rongyi.
Rong Yi, who was so cold and sweaty, couldn’t help but say, "You are saying something."
Rong retracted his hand and said faintly: "Little Master, please rest assured, the young master in your stomach is all well.


Rong Yi angered: "Who is to listen to this."
He wants to hear this person say that he is eating something wrong, so his stomach will be so big.
For the first time, Rong Rong listened to him and said that he was swearing. He couldn’t help but swear. "According to your current situation, you have to wait at least two more years before you can give birth to the young master."
Rong Yiyi said: "I am going, are you saying something wrong? Or am I getting it wrong? I have to wait two years before I can give birth to my child?"
Where is he pregnant?
"Young Master, I am back." Rong quickly ran into the room with his steady mother, and quickly put the person down: "Wan, I will give it to my young master, I will call the next person to burn hot water."
The unsettled stable woman held the table and patted her chest and said: "Scared the old man, scared to death."
Just when she gave birth to a wife of another family, she suddenly broke into a man. She took her away without saying anything. She hugged her and jumped over each roof. This matter would be scared no matter who was on it. Half dead
"A speed, the young master has not yet reached the time to live." Rong slowly talked as slowly, and when he finished, Rong speed had already ran to the kitchen, and Rong Rong had long been used to his temper. Then, a charm on the desktop attracted his attention. It looked like a three-level illusion from the quotation, but there was a big difference between him and the illusion he saw, like being refined. After that, the pattern becomes more concise and easy to draw, and it is not known that the changed pattern has no original effect.
He blinked: "Young master, who painted on the table?"
"I painted." Rong Yi said with anger.
Rong Rong screwed his eyebrows and apparently did not believe what he said. He followed the four years of Rongyi, not to mention the characters, and even did not practice meditation.
Steady woman slowed down, and quickly went to Fu Rongyi to sit down, touch his stomach by the way, to confirm whether it is really going to be born.
"Rolling." Rong Yi did not slap the hand of Wen Po: "You all give me out, I need to calm down."
"Yes." Wen Po quickly left.
After gloating to erase the plaid on the table, he walked out of the room and took the door with him.
Rongyi once again looked at the antique incense, and then twisted it on his arm: "Hey, it hurts,
Feeling pain means that he is not dreaming. He can't believe it and mutter: "I really crossed it? I just saw a beautiful man and crossed it?"
In fact, it doesn't matter if you cross it. Just find a way to wear it back, but how can he wear a pregnant woman who is about to be born, how can he go out to see a man?
Do you want him to run on a big belly every day? Or do you really want him to give birth to his child? Fart, he doesn't want to have a baby, no, he has to think of a solution to the problem.
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