My Empress is My Bad Girl

Parents and mothers are all first-class beauty, and the little girls born can have their advantages, and I don't know what kind of beauty they will look like in the future.

Normal children are ugly when they are born, and then they gradually open up.

But this child is just born beautiful.

Mrs. Jin was happy when she saw it.

Fang Ximei smiled and said, "This kid is really good-looking."

She touched her belly, feeling a little sorry for the child in her heart.

The child's father is good-looking, but she is ordinary and tired of the child.

Mrs. Jin held her extremely beautiful little granddaughter in a very good mood, and she rarely comforted her: "Our children, even if they are not beautiful, are also honorable daughters. Besides, if you give birth to a boy, you don't care."

"Yes. But almost all the time in my stomach is also a girl. Recently I only like spicy food." Fang Ximei said with a smile.

The more Mrs. Jin looked at her little granddaughter, the more she liked it, and she greeted her son: "You idiot, why don't you look at your own daughter? You are still stupid as a dad."

Jin Lan is anxiously thinking of going to see red beans.

At this moment, I heard that the inside was almost cleaned, and the red bean had also changed his clothes, so he couldn't bear it and opened the door to go in.

Upon seeing Mrs. Jin, she hurriedly asked Fang Ximei to stop her.

"Don't allow him to enter the delivery room, Fang, you still don't stop your mate!"

Fang Ximei turned her head and saw Jin Lan was about to push the door in.

When she was called by her mother-in-law, she panicked, so she hurried over and pulled Jin Lan's sleeve, "Msang-song, don't go in. Mother should be upset. Just wait a while."

"Fang's!" Jin Lan frowned.

He didn't really like Fang Ximei. She was cowardly tempered and didn't even dare to refute her mother. She did what she asked her to do.

This makes Jin Lan even more unhappy.

I don't usually talk to her and meet her.

"You are the one who wants to give birth, but you stopped me to see Hongdou. What are you thinking?" Jin Lan waved and pulled out his sleeves.

The rain was heavy and there was a lot of water under the porch.

Fang Ximei had a big belly. She slammed her back two steps, slipped her feet and fell straight to the ground.

She screamed.

Jin Lan paused and saw her sitting on the ground when she turned around. She was taken aback and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

Sister Fang Xi stroking her belly, sweating coldly: "No, her stomach hurts..."

Jin Lan was a little nervous.

Mrs. Jin hugged the child and asked, "What's the matter, Fang, I wanted you to go back earlier and don't make trouble here. Such a big person makes you unsteady!"

She scolded Fang Ximei.

Jin Lan couldn't bear it, and said, "If my mother told her to stop me, how could this be? Besides, it was my fault. Mother didn't need to scold her blindly."

There was a painful look on Fang Ximei's face: "Msang, no, my stomach hurts more and more...Is it about to give birth?"

"No, it's more than a month," Mrs. Jin said.

A stable woman walked out, saw it and said, "It must have been a fall, and she has a fetal gas. It is probably about to have a baby. Go back quickly, pack up and prepare."

Yes, just after delivering one, another one comes.

Thinking of the generous reward of silver, the wife was happy in her heart, and turned to greet another companion: "The rest will be taken care of by the servants in their mansion. Come here soon, and the young lady here will give birth."

A gang of people rushed to carry Fang Ximei back to her own Dongkuayuan, ready to deliver the baby.