At Your Service: The Weight On Skin

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the genius baby black belly!"Uncle, don't you want this thing?" Qian Mengmeng raised his eyebrows and looked at Damon, who looked like a little adult, and he could see Damon laugh and see Damon's eyes deep.

Thinking of the help that man gave him when he was young, and now with his help, he gradually got back what belonged to him, he shook his head gently.

"There is so much money in the world, I can't make it in time, why should I go with a group of them to grab this unknown treasure? If that person deposits money, it must be useless now!"

"Uh..." Qian Mengmeng's three black lines slipped down her forehead.

However, she likes Dimon's idea.

"Well, since you are so sincere, then I will accept you as a disciple and give you guidance." Qian Mengmeng said as a small adult.

Hearing this, Damon smiled heartily, and he was about to pick her up.

Qian Mengmeng stopped him and said coldly: "Don't be so troublesome. Actually, there is only one unsuitable part of your dress today, and that is your face mask. Although I know you are a boring soul in your heart, you are wearing a female It’s also very bad for underwear to behave and deceive outside!"

After speaking, Qian Mengmeng ran away with her short legs.

Only Dimon was left messy in the wind...

His mask, his uniquely designed mask, was described by the little girl as women's underwear?

"Interesting, interesting..." Damon laughed loudly and shouted to Pei Yilin in the room: "Pei Yilin, your daughter is interesting. If she is not engaged at the age of 16, I will take her away immediately. Be my bride!"

After that, Dimon left quickly, like a puff of smoke. If it weren't for a corpse lying on the ground, Song Qian and others would have thought he had never been here.

"Mummy, daddy, that uncle just gave Mengmeng a little gadget, which is not fun at all, for you." As soon as he entered the room, Qian Mengmeng stuffed the Xiangjia family crest in his hand and rested on the rocking chair. Song Qian was in her arms, and then her short legs slammed, her ass moved, and she sat on the rocking chair.

Song Qian naturally hugged her small body in her arms and stuffed the family crest in her hand to Pei Yilin.

"You don't want it?" Pei Yilin didn't pick up the family crest, but looked at Song Qian.

It turned out that she seemed to be very enthusiastic about this family crest. He thought she wanted it, so he touched him away.

But now, why did she give this family crest to herself?

"Are you talking about the family crest, or the wealth of the enemy's country?" Song Qian raised her eyes to look at Pei Yilin, and saw that his brows were frowning, but there was not the slightest impatience in her eyes, and her tone gradually improved. "Although I am a fan of money, I also take it in a good way. Like this kind of windfall from the sky, I don't think I have the ability to digest it. And this family crest originally wanted it to find Mengmeng, but now Mengmeng found it, I Naturally, there is no need for it."

"Didn't you always want this family crest? Give it to you, isn't it right?" Song Qian raised his eyebrows.

Hearing this, Pei Yilin's eyes dimmed, and suddenly he remembered the suffering that Song Qian had suffered because of this emblem.

This family crest is a hot potato. Whoever holds it in his hand will not be at peace.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

Pei Yilin didn't want Song Qian to suffer for this family emblem anymore, so he nodded and took it into his arms.

Then, he glanced at Song Qian and saw that she seemed a little sleepy, and he immediately bent over to hug her and put her on the bed.

"I'm not sleepy..." Song Qian yawned greatly, actually feeling so sleepy and sleepy.

"If you are not sleepy, I will accompany Mengmeng to sleep together. Mengmeng is sleepy." Seeing her so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but still holding on, Pei Yilin smiled slightly and waved to Qian Mengmeng, Qian Mengmeng was immediately doglegged Ran to him and nodded repeatedly.

"Well, um. Mengmeng is sleepy, Mommy, you accompany Mengmeng to sleep. Mengmeng hasn't seen Mommy for so long, and she didn't sleep well!" Qian Mengmeng pretended to be extremely sleepy. , Yawned.

Song Qian was guilty of not taking good care of Mengmeng for so long. Seeing her sleepy at this moment, she could only nod her head, and then pinched Pei Yilin's arm.

"Let me down, I want to take Mengmeng to rest." Song Qian looked at Pei Yilin strangely.

If he didn't know that Mengmeng was sick and didn't tell him, how could their mother and daughter have not seen each other for so long, and how could Qian Mengmeng not sleep well for so long?

Blame this damn man for trying to protect her.

Is Song Qian such a vulnerable person?

When something happened, she would only choose to solve it, but never escape.

"No." Pei Yilin frowned, he knew that Song Qian was angry with him.

Indeed, it was also his fault, he could not say anything.

"Mengmeng, come, lie down on the bed by yourself, and our family will have a good sleep." Pei Yilin ordered.

"Good!" Qian Mengmeng replied, and ran to the bed happily, stepped off his shoes and climbed onto the bed.

The excited look is not like the look of going to sleep at all!

Song Qian glanced at Pei Yilin, only to see that his expression was indifferent. After he hugged her to the bed, he bent over and put her down, carefully covering her with Xia Liang quilt.

Then, he hugged Qian Mengmeng next to Song Qian, lay down, and hugged his daughter.

Qian Mengmeng seems to have been looking forward to this moment for a long time. When Pei Yilin hugged her, she drilled into his arms, and her little hairy head rubbed against Pei Yilin’s chest, softening Song Qian’s heart and her eyes. It's red.

How much does her poor Mengmeng want the love of her parents?

Song Qian sighed, and tried to put his arm around Qian Mengmeng.

But Qian Mengmeng was afraid of hurting the baby in her stomach, and immediately came out of Pei Yilin's arms, turned around and touched Song Qian's stomach, muttering to herself.

"Brother, do you miss your elder sister? Is that elder sister to accompany you?" Qian Mengmeng's little hand was placed on Song Qian's stomach, and the corner of his mouth was curved with joy.

"Yes, he missed you." Song Qian looked at Qian Mengmeng in a petting manner.

How long had it been away from Qian Mengmeng, Song Qian realized how much she loved her and couldn't bear her.

Song Qian now wants to be with Qian Mengmeng every moment of every day. Even if Mengmeng grows up and wants to marry, she must live in her house and let her watch every day.

Pei Yilin lay next to him, looking at the spoiling in Song Qian's eyes. He only felt that his current life was the happiest in the world. No matter what kind of wealth, he would never change it.

With a big hand stretched out, his long arm rested on Qian Mengmeng and Song Qian, and gently patted Song Qian's arm.

"Let's sleep." He whispered softly, closing his eyes first.

Song Qian looked at Pei Yilin's sleepy eyes, as clean as a naked child, which made people unable to profanity, but also made people want to occupy themselves like crazy.

Such a man is destined to bring disaster to himself and Mengmeng!

Slightly frowned, Song Qian was about to say something, but saw Qian Mengmeng raise her eyes to look at herself, her eyes full of anxiety and plea that she did not expect.

"Mommy, no matter what Daddy has done, for the sake of Mengmeng, please forgive Daddy? Mengmeng wants a complete home with Mommy, Daddy, Mengmeng and a little brother." Qian Mengmeng's eyes were bright, making Song Qian's heart tremble, and nodded slightly.

"Mommy, Mengmeng misses you so much." Seeing Song Qian nodded, Qian Mengmeng immediately wanted to drill into her arms.

But Qian Mengmeng sighed like an adult when watching a small bump suddenly appeared on Song Qian's slightly bulging belly, and then stretched out a small hand and gently touched Song Qian's belly.

"Brother, you hate me. I'm robbing mommy from my sister now. I don't know what to be naughty in the future. My sister finally meets mommy. Before she has time to rub her on her body, she is just like you. The little guy interrupted. Hey, if it wasn't for you to be my brother, I would definitely have to punch you this pesky little mistress now." Qian Mengmeng pouted, seemingly annoyed to teach Song Qian Baby in the belly.

The little guy in his stomach seemed to have heard her, and unwillingly twisted his body again, Song Qian's abdomen protruding suddenly turned around and ran directly to the place Qian Mengmeng was poking.

Looking at the magical protrusion, Qian Mengmeng touched her hand. It's so hard. Is this little brother's little arm or calf?

"Mommy, the little brother is so naughty, he even kicked you with his calf!" Qian Mengmeng muttered and touched it tentatively. The little guy seemed to like her touch very much and moved slightly, but still Where Qian Mengmeng's fingers can touch.

Seeing him in Mommy's belly, playing with him, Qian Mengmeng's mood was a little gloomy, but now it suddenly became brighter.

"Hehe, Mommy, my brother is so fun. I will play with my brother every day from now on." Qian Mengmeng said excitedly.

Song Qian couldn't help but laugh, and asked, "Mengmeng, how can you be sure that he is a boy? If a girl, you wouldn't love her?"

Her cuteness, her cuteness, is so cute.

Song Qian was in a good mood and raised her eyebrows to look at Qian Mengmeng.

Hearing this, Qian Mengmeng's eyes lit up, but then she curled her lips in disgust.

"Mengmeng has a hunch, there must be a little skin monkey in it, not a little princess." Qian Mengmeng seemed to dislike the little girl.

"Why?" Song Qian asked, she was about to sit up, frowning, she seemed a little worried that if the baby in her belly was a girl, she and Mengmeng would not get along.

"Mommy, don't move around. Whether it's a boy or a girl, as long as Mommy gave birth, Mengmeng likes it." Qian Mengmeng hurriedly stopped Song Qian.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Mengmeng leaned on Song Qian's arm and helped Song Qian to lie down steadily, her hairy head leaning on her shoulder again.

This kind of long-lost intimacy made Song Qian's heart hot, he put his arms in her, and muttered: "Don't move. Mommy doesn't move. But Mengmeng, why do you have to let your mother have a younger brother?"

Song Qian seemed to be really trapped by this problem.

Seeing her mummy, who had always been a martial artist, had doubts, Qian Mengmeng smiled, her white little tiger teeth exposed in the air, looking very cute.

"Because it's not tiring to work with men and women. There is already a little princess like me in the house, and there is no need for a little prince. Moreover, I have a good eye. I am sure that the baby in Mommy's belly must be a male doll."

"Um..." Song Qian was embarrassed, and she was sweaty about the "magical calculation" function that Qian Mengmeng suddenly said.

She knows very well that her daughter is very strong, very strong, but she doesn't have the eyes of heaven at all, okay?