MTL - The Soft and Sticky Spirit In Master Yu’s Eyes is a Full-scale Boss-Chapter 348 Preference, radish to support mother

Gu Jiu pulled Sang Yu's sleeve behind him with a look of grief and indignation, "Sang Sang, is it not a baby, a tumor?"

She is also a child of God, why is she pregnant for three years?

Sang Yu touched the little head of Gu Jiu, who was crying, and sighed softly, "Silly baby."

Jiu Ci once obtained a touch of divinity as a divine envoy, and the union with God will be smoother.

However, unlike Gu Jiu, she has never acquired divinity, and it is much more difficult for her to breed a new generation of gods.

"Are you a boy or a girl?" Gu Jiu looked at the cute little radish who was smiling at her, and suddenly the overflowing maternal love was full of joy.

"Girl." Jiu Ci replied softly.

"Oops." Gu Jiu touched his stomach with a pity face, "Smash, it's not that Mom didn't help you, it's that you didn't live up to your expectations."

"Look, a good little daughter-in-law has become a sister." Gu Jiu lowered his head and scolded the cub in his stomach.

Jiu Ci blinked blankly, but Yu Huaizhi's face, who had just looked like a loving father, sank.

She moved her footsteps silently, returned to the bed and took the little radish away from the strange aunt.

Seeing the unexpected arrival of the two people became more and more unpleasant.

Sang Yu held the murmuring Gu Jiu and comforted her in a soft voice.

In the end, the envious Gu Jiu looked at the soft radish in Jiu Ci's arms.

Two congratulatory gifts were taken out. Gu Jiu even wanted to give the dowry gifts together, but was driven out by the black-faced Yu Huaizhi.

Jiu Ci looked at the dark-faced Yu Huaizhi and laughed, and it was rare to joke, "I think her proposal is very good."

"It's not good at all." Yu Huaizhi refused without hesitation, hugged the mother and daughter in his arms and whispered, "I will protect you both."

No one else needed.

Jiu Ci is going to be discharged.

While Jiu Ci was sitting on the bed holding the radish and waiting for Yu Huaizhi, a breeze suddenly blew in outside the window, circling the two of them.

Jiu Ci felt the flow of the faint aura around her, her expression was startled, she looked at the empty front and said softly, "Are you back?"

What responded to her was another gust of breeze, which lifted the veil.

"She's a radish, you're an uncle." Jiu Ci continued, as if someone was standing in front of her.

Jiu Ci pursed her lips, "We will wait for you."

The breeze blew, the warm breath disappeared, Jiu Ci lowered her head and teased the little radish who was waving her little pink fist, "You like uncle too, right?"

"Baby, let's go home." Yu Huaizhi, who had returned from collecting his things, stood in the sunlight and stretched out his hand to Jiu Ci, with a warm and gentle smile.

"Okay, let's go home." Jiu Ci raised her face and smiled.

Three years later.

The little radish has grown into a big radish.

White and tender, cute and lovely, wearing a little red dress like a little Jiuci when she was young.

The little radish, who inherited the beauty of her parents, became more and more delicate and lovely, and Jiu Ci would hug and kiss each other every day.

Little radish also likes her mother, but she doesn't understand why every time her mother kisses her and is seen by her father, they will enter the room and shut her out.

A level is an afternoon.

Little radish is very smart and often cannot understand some of the confusing behaviors of her parents.

Like now.

In the radish field expanded by Jiuci, two groups, one large and one small, were squatting on the ground with the same ball head and playing in the mud.

Well, my mother said it was playing in the mud.

The little radish with red lips and white teeth worked hard in the radish field with her mother.

Looking at Jiu Ci's skilled radish planting movements, the little radish tilted her head in confusion, and the little ball on her head shook, "Mom, why do you like planting radishes so much?"

"Because my mother wants to support my father." Jiu Ci glanced at the curious little radish and replied warmly.

The clever little radish was silent for a while, then blinked her **** and white eyes and asked slowly, "Does the little radish want to grow her own to support her mother?"

If my mother wants to support my father, then my mother will have no one to support her, so pitiful.

But radishes have no radishes to grow, so they can only grow their own spicy food.

Jiu Ci looked at her daughter who was seriously thinking about her in shock, the ball on her head trembled in disbelief, and she was numb with shock.

So, if I plant a radish in the spring, can I harvest a lot of radishes in the fall?

Mother and daughter's thoughts are getting more and more dangerous.

"Little radish is not a radish, it cannot be grown." Jiu Ci pulled back the dangerous idea and explained softly.

"The radish is not a radish, why is it called a radish?"

"Because the name Mommy gave you is little radish."

"Didn't mother grow the radish?"

“…”

Seeing by Xiao radish's sparkling eyes full of curiosity, Jiu Ci lowered his head in shame, and the **** on his head were a little off.

Touching the little head of the little radish, Jiuci blamed herself very much, "The little radish is the mother's child, not the radish that the mother planted."

Jiu Ci thinks it's time to name the little radish.

The radish and radish are always screaming, and the children are called stupid. What if I really bury myself as a radish.

The big devil is sad.

One big and one small squatted on the ground and muttered, not noticing the slowly approaching figure behind him.

"Baby." Yu Huaizhi's deep eyes stared deeply at the little girl who shrank himself into a ball on the ground, and shouted warmly.

"Husband, are you back?" Jiu Ci immediately turned around when he heard Yu Huaizhi's voice, and saw the man behind him with a beautiful moon, a smile on his sad face.

A pair of eyes are incredible.

"Dad." The little radish was also happy when she saw her father, and raised her short, pink lotus-like hands to hug.

Yu Huaizhi looked at one big and one small, with a gentle and doting smile on his face, leaned over and pinched Jiu Ci's waist and lifted him up high.

"Did you miss me?"

"Think about it."

Jiu Ci leaned against Yu Huaizhi's arms, hugged his neck and kissed him, lazy like a little milk cat.

"What would you like to eat tonight?" Yu Huaizhi asked in a low voice, holding Jiu Ci's eyes with deep and charming eyes.

"I pulled the radish, let's stew the radish."

"Good."

Little radish, holding her little hand to hug, stood dumbfounded and watched her father and mother drift away.

Baba, you left the radish!