Prince Abandoned Concubine: Broth Ji Jiu'er

Chapter 220 I'm going to be a father (7)

Seeing this, Shen Fude hurriedly went down the steps, "The villain has been studying mute diseases for most of his life, and he is not very clear about the specific matters of fetal protection, so let's ask Dr. Liu Cheng for diagnosis and treatment."

After Shen Fude stepped back, Young Master Ce stood in front of the bed and stared at her belly without blinking.

Jiu'er suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward and dull, as if everything disappeared at this moment, but there was something more between them... In short, neither of them mentioned the previous matter anymore.

After a long time, Jiu'er raised her eyes to look at Gongzi Ce, but seeing that he was still only staring at her stomach, she couldn't help asking, "What are you thinking?"

"I am this year." Young Master Ce said abruptly, Jiu'er looked at him puzzled, Young Master Ce said again, "This is my first son."

The voice is flat, but the words fluctuate.

Jiu'er thought it was strange what he said, "How do you know it's your son?"

"It must be a son." Young Master Ce sat on the edge of the bed and said heavily, with an extremely serious expression. Jiu'er looked at him for a while, rubbed his belly and said displeasedly, "The son was not born just because he was born, and besides, there is nothing wrong with my daughter's family." , my mother only gave birth to me and Xiao Mo'er, but we are very caring, and Xiao Mo'er is so well-behaved."

Gongzi Ce watched her quietly.

After a while, Young Master Ce smiled at her, his dark eyes were full of bright light, Jiu'er leaned against the bed and stared dumbfounded, it was the first time she saw him smiling so innocently and innocently, like a baby.

"Young Master Ce..." Jiu'er was taken aback by him.

"I like daughters too, and I will have a few daughters after my son is born." Young Master Ce said confidently, with a smile still on his lips.

"You speak as if giving birth to sons and daughters is under your control." What a domineering person.

Young Master Ce's eyes fell on her stomach again, his eyes were bottomless, "There are not too many daughters, but only one son."

(End of this chapter)