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Chapter 1013 The saddest pregnant woman in history 1
In the quaint Gu family, when Chen Xing came home, Shaocheng's brothers were still in the bedroom, she went to the housekeeper with her mouth pursed, and wanted to drink some yogurt or something.

The butler narrowed his eyes and smiled, making her laugh: "How about a cup of sour plum soup?"

When Chenxing heard the sour plum soup, one head and two big, she shook her head resolutely: "No, no, I want yogurt, just give me a cup of yogurt."

"Let's drink sour plum soup."

Chen Xing frowned: "Housekeeper, I kneel down for you!"

"It's fine if you're a little crazy, but why are you also crazy? It's not a matter of drinking a cup of sour plum soup to decide whether to have a boy or a girl. I feel uncomfortable hearing the sour plum soup now. I really don't understand his IQ. Man, why are you so superstitious, it really hurts me."

The butler covered his lips with a smile, thinking that Mr. is a fool.

This is not an ordinary sour plum soup. There are various nutrients in it. It is carefully prepared by nutritionists. It can supplement the nutrients needed by pregnant women every day, especially to prevent stretch marks.

The husband specifically emphasized to the nutritionists that he does not want Miss Chenxing to have stretch marks when she has a big belly in the future. The husband does not want Chen Xing to suffer from stretch marks after giving birth. He knows that she loves beauty, so let them find ways to prevent it from now on. Miss Chen Xing has stretch marks, and the nutritionists came up with a way to prevent them from diet, so they suggested special drinks, but the husband didn't want Miss Chen Xing to know his original intention, so he just teased Miss Chen Xing.

Why drinking sour plum soup is to give birth to a son for the husband, but it is just for the good of Miss Chen Xing.

After thinking about it, I laughed again, Mr. has always been a bit dark-bellied, with good intentions.

How did Chen Xing know the mystery of this bowl of sour plum soup, she just thought that her man was crazy about his son, now seeing the butler bring a cup of yogurt, he patted his chest with lingering fear, wept bitterly with gratitude.

Grabbing the cup, he drank the yogurt slowly.

Wow...it's delicious on earth!

Although it is also a bit sour, drinking sour plum soup is like being in hell, but drinking yogurt is like being in heaven.

In the evening, after dinner, when Gu Shaocheng supervised her drinking sour plum soup again, Chen Xing resolutely refused to taste that glass of food again, and sternly carried out the trick Luo Xi told her today: "Shaocheng, cousin said, drink sour plum soup." Only those who eat salty food will give birth to girls, and those who eat salty food will give birth to boys, if you force me to drink sour plum soup, don’t blame me for giving birth to a princess.”

"Not a sour girl?" Gu Shaocheng frowned slightly.

"No, I'll show you, it's written on the Internet," Chen Xing quickly took out his phone, found the information, and showed it to him: "Look for yourself, I definitely didn't lie to you. "

Gu Shaocheng glanced at it lightly and returned the phone to her, and said disapprovingly: "I don't believe anything on the Internet, I only know that the old saying is sour. Be good, don't make those little thoughts with me, no Use it, drink this sour plum soup, and give me a big fat son in the future."

Chen Xing kept complaining, and bit her lower lip, revealing her watery eyes.

Gu Shaocheng turned a blind eye, picked up the sour plum soup and handed it to her mouth as usual: "Why don't you cooperate every time I ask you to drink it? Let me tell you that if you don't have a son in the future, it is entirely your responsibility."

(End of this chapter)