He dares to claim his credit.

Yan Yunge's eyes rolled around, almost turning to heaven.

It's really annoying.

It's neither too late nor too late, but the child comes at this time.

Yan Yunge just wanted to kick the culprit over with one kick.

"Be gentle, be gentle, be careful of your feet hurt. Otherwise, I'll find a ruler for you and you can do whatever you want."

"Forget it! I don't have the same knowledge as you."

Yan Yunge looked arrogant.

Xiao Yi started to show off again, he just deserves a beating.

He was curious, "Do you think this child is a son or a daughter? Why don't you have a daughter and make a pair of them?"

Yan Yunge said: "It's okay to be a son or a daughter, but I can't let the child down anyway."

"Then you must not be wronged. But those who should be disciplined must still be managed. Jiujin is almost three years old, should he enlighten him?"

"Two years old, two years old, how can you be three years old?"

"Xusui three years old! We all say Xusui. Boys, if they say they are older, they don't feel sorry for hitting him with a stick."

Yan Yunge's mouth twitched, "When Jiujin grows up, I want to see if you can beat him cruelly."

"As long as he makes a mistake, I will definitely be able to do it. I am afraid that you will not do it. You are yelling hard on your mouth. If you really want you to teach him a lesson with a stick, you should feel distressed again."

Pooh!

"When it's time to discipline him, I'm definitely better than you. Unlike you, you can only beat him with sticks."

"As the saying goes, a filial son comes from a stick. If you don't discipline yourself or get fried with bamboo shoots, you won't grow into a big tree in the sky."

Now, the couple have their own opinions.

When Xiao Yuanchu really needs adults to discipline him in the future, it will definitely be another situation.

Who can do it and who is good at discipline, wait and see.

Yan Yunge yawned, and she wanted to take a nap too.

"Since I'm pregnant, this person is always sleepy. The summer is hot and I'm sleeping well!"

"I can lie with you all afternoon. I've just finished washing up, my body smells very fragrant and doesn't smell bad."

Yan Yunge sniffed it, it didn’t smell bad.

But it still can't hide the smell of a man.

Xiao Yi smiled, "You are all slandering! I am a good man!"

Yan Yunge rolled his eyes and responded to him, then put his arms around and closed his eyes to sleep.

Xiao Yi held the book in one hand and held him in the other, feeling happy.

This afternoon, quiet and warm...

It was not until Xiao Yuanchu climbed onto his parents' bed that he woke Yan Yunge up.

She opened her eyes and saw that it was a baby at home. She stretched out her hand to touch the baby's head, "Be good, go to bed!"

Then I fell asleep again.

Xiao Yi picked up his son and said, "Shh! Mom is tired, so don't bother me. Do you want to write? Come on, I will teach you how to write."

...

Yan Yunge can really sleep.

I slept until half an afternoon before getting up.

When I woke up, I was a little drowsy, as if I hadn't woken up.

Since she became pregnant, she has become a sleeping god and can't sleep enough no matter how much she sleeps.

There was no other reaction except lethargy.

I don’t want to vomit or smell the meat. I want to eat it, and I don’t want to eat it, either sour or spicy.

Anyway, the taste may change at any time.

In short, the only early pregnancy reaction of this baby is drowsiness.

She wiped her eyes and said, "When the child is born, he may also be a sleeping god and a lazy person."

After saying that, he yawned.

She looks like she is seriously lacking in sleep.

Xiao Yi was a little worried, "It's okay! Is there anything wrong with asking the doctor to check it out?"

Yan Yunge shook his head, "I just asked for my pulse the day before yesterday, everything is normal. It is normal for pregnancy and lethargy, so don't make a fuss."

Xiao Yi asked her: "Do you want to eat anything? Even if it is dragon meat, I will get it for you."

She shook her head, "Just home-cooked food, there is nothing you want to eat."

The appetite seems to be average too.

I didn’t eat much, and I felt it was enough to eat six or seven percent full per meal.

"Do you want to eat duck? Tomorrow I will make you a fruit wood roast duck. I will specifically look for the skills learned by the old chefs, and tomorrow I will show you my skills."
Chapter completed!