As soon as the coffin was finished, Ou Mengxue eagerly interjected, "I am pregnant!"

Didn't hear the voice of the coffin, she thought that the coffin had already stayed, and said without hesitation: "The last time you heard it, my family and I have already gone to bed..." Every word and sentence is smug.

Although it is not directly said that the child is Chi Jiayang, it is more likely to cause people to collapse.

But she still lost her mind.

The coffin's lips curled up slightly. "Is it? Then congratulations, this is the first ‘gift’ I sent you, so enjoy it.”

Listening to the voice of the sorrowful voice, Ou Mengxue’s heart floated with a bad foreboding. “What do you mean by this?”

"Oh ~ just a 'small gift', don't be nervous."

The more the coffin said, the lower the heart of Ou Mengxue. After she learned that her child was drowned by herself, she not only did not go mad, but also said that she would give herself a "gift."

Among them, there must be a conspiracy.

But I still continue to provoke, "Ling, I know, your mood is exactly the same as I was in the past, angry? Hey? But... It’s a pity that I have already taken care of my brother’s children, even if you and Xu Yizhi later. There is no chance of divorce!"

Since she has been clarifying her words before, she does not need to hide now.

From the time when the spirits said everything, it had already disrupted her overall plan, so that she can only take one step at a time.

It is no good to continue to kill her. The most important thing at the moment is to enter the pool door and use Chi Jiayang to hurt the coffin.

As everyone knows, this is the heart of the mind.

auzw.com "Oh? Your mood of the year? That’s really apologetic, I wish you a good fortune!"

Ou Mengxue, I have waited for you for a long time, but I have been waiting for a long time... Can you help me with your strength?

Ou Mengxue looked at the mobile phone that was hung up. The eyes flashed in the hot, mysterious eyes. I was with you for three years. I will understand you again. Your heart is obviously uncomfortable, but you must deliberately wish us a good year. It’s a pity that you can’t see your resentment with your own eyes.

... "Hail, come in."

She thought about it for a night last night, probably guessing the intent of the coffin, Shen Bingzhen should be the "first gift" in her mouth.

The coffin is too small to marry her!

"European sister, what happened?"

As soon as Shen Bingyan entered the office, Ou Mengxue showed a kind smile. "Hail, your songs, I have contacted the music creator to adapt it, you can participate in the recording!"

“Really, Oujie? That is, can I release my own album?”

"Yes." Ou Mengxue’s eyes flashed a glimmer of light. "But I have the conditions, you have to tell me the trade between you and the coffin."

"Transaction? What transaction?" Shen Bingyan's eyes are only confused.

Ou Mengxue smiled. "I know that you and the coffin used to be dead. How could it be so short, the relationship is so good that you can borrow songs?"

Shen Bingzhen understood what she meant. "We used to be just a little misunderstanding. I sent her a bottle of more than three million perfumes. She should help me."

Ou Mengxue still doubts the authenticity she said, "Is it all?"

Shen Bingzhen was somewhat intolerant, and her young lady sneaked out of her temper, but she had to press down, forget it, or wait for her to use this white lotus and kick it off.