Chapter 1647: Except Wushan is not a cloud 198

Chapter 1647, except that Wushan is not a cloud 198
There was an indescribable mood in my heart.
He didn't know how to describe such an incitement, it was an instigation that had never been seen before.
The outline of the baby's eyebrows is the same as that of the baboon. It is very similar to him... It is completely open according to his outline.
That is a very magical feeling.
I don’t know how to say it...
His eyes fixed on the soft, sly little guy on the bed, and refused to blink his eyes, for fear of missing the expression of the little guy.
Chaucer... gave him a child.
For so many months, Chaucer has worked very hard to raise a baby. Even when the doctor once advised her to give up her child’s life, she would rather not have to give birth to a child. It’s not someone else’s child. Child!
When he thought that he had asked Joe to not want this child at that time, he didn't know how desperate Chaucer would be sad at that time. He almost lost the child.
He was grateful, because he loved Chaucer in his heart, could not bear her any accident, let Zhao Tai doctor come to Syracuse...
If it was not for this decision, did he lose his child...
I don’t know how to say it, he feels his hands are shaking slightly.
So for many months, the little baby is in the belly of Chaucer, and he has so many times... So many times watching Joe’s belly grow up every day, no one is not ironic...
He has not hurt this child since the beginning.
When the baby was in Joe's belly, he did not give the child a trace of care. His first fetal movement, his birth, and Motongtong did not participate...
As soon as I think of it, I feel sorry for it.
While he was thinking about these things heavily, lying on the bed and watching his little boat baby suddenly wowed a small mouth and cried out.
Qiao Wei, who had been keeping behind him, couldn’t help but heard the boat crying. He quickly came over and took the baby from the bed and sneaked at the Prince’s Highness. Some whispered,
His Royal Highness... You... So fierce."
When I heard the words, I gently rubbed my eyes and saw that the boat was crying on Chaucer's body. The tears of the beads kept falling, and the small mouth was squashed and succumbed.
The side of Mobi’s heart followed, and he looked at Chaucer, a little confused:
I... fierce?

Chaucer took the baby in the boat and snorted, and gently "hmm", "Just now, His Royal Highness... The eyes are so fierce, the boat will be scared."
It was only after he was slow to react that he was staring at a little baby with such a look. He didn’t scream at the little baby, and he whispered a little, and some bluntly said to her: "I'm sorry. ......"
Chaucer shook his head and said it's okay. He lowered his head and wiped the tears of the little boat baby, while softly licking the little guy.
The boat was quite awkward. He was smashed a few times by Chaucer, and he slowly slowed down and did not cry.
When she looked at her little baby in her arms, her thin lips moved gently, and she stopped talking. It was silent for a while, and finally she couldn’t help but ask the exit: "This king... can Hold it?"
Chaucer gave a slight sigh, because she thought that His Royal Highness the Prince stood by the bed and did not move.
(End of this chapter)