Jiang Zhi resigned, "I'll take care of it."
Zhou Xufang: "..."
Sitting on top of the egg, using her legs to warm it?
Oh, she now had a mental image, so beautiful she couldn't bear to continue thinking about it because she would involuntarily imagine Jiang Zhi as a chicken...
Jiang Zhi was still organizing his egg, very systematically: "If it's a seed of Jiang Zhi, even if it's only an egg, it's the most precious egg in the world. You just give birth, and I will make a golden nest for our egg, brooding it with damask silk, making it the happiest Fu Erdan in the world."
Fu Erdan's mom, Zhou Xufang: "..." whispered to Fu Erdan's dad, "It's also possible that there's no pregnancy." Even softer, like a mosquito's buzz
Zhou Xufang: "..."
This little pervert, always misusing words!
The next morning, Jiang Zhi took Zhou Xufang to the hospital. Both were bundled up tightly.
Vice President Sun had been waiting for a long time: "Mr. Jiang."
