Looking excitedly at Shiyin, his eyes were full of expectations.

Shiyin nodded and pursed her lips with a smile, "Well, really. My sister never lied. But following her, she will be her later. Would you like?"

Guoer thought and didn't want to go back directly: "Of course I will. By the way, sister, I think these rouges are suitable for you. I'll send you."

Shiyin looked at the delicate rouge of those bags, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She thought, maybe it was God who had pity on her, that she would send a girl like Guoer to accompany her!

Watching the little girl rush forward in front of her, while playing with the novelty on the street, humming a nice song in her throat.

Shiyin's eyes were full of smiles. Following Guoer, as long as Guoer liked it, she ordered everyone to buy it.

In front, Guoer suddenly choked, looked back at Shiyin, and saw the girl behind her holding those things that she had just seen, and Guoer frowned and asked, "Sister, how did you buy these? Not needed. "

"Since you like it, your sister is naturally willing to buy it for you."

If Guoer was still there, she would say these words, thinking about her all the time.

The tip of her nose was pink, and Shi Yin's eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist.

If it was not her stubbornness and pride, how could Guoer leave for her. When she wanted to make up for the fruit, she had left her forever. She regretted and distressed her, and even dreamed that Guoer always shouted "Sister Goddess" every night.

She wants fruit, she wants to make up for her ...

After returning to God, she smiled at the little girl in front of her: "Don't be embarrassed, call me Goddess Sister in the future. If you like it, she will buy it for you."

Guoer stared at Shiyin with his eyes wide open, "Sister Goddess? Wow ~ are you Goddess of Heaven?"

It sounds terrific, but this name is so familiar.

Shiyin nodded to Guoer, "Well, I'm the goddess of Tiangong. I will stay with my sister in the future, and my sister will treat you well."

"Okay, Goddess Sister, I would like to be with Goddess Sister. Hee hee ~"

The clear and pleasant voice spread through the streets and alleys, and a smile that had not been seen for a long time appeared on Shiyin's face. That smile was so beautiful and pure ~

Xu Shi was destined. On this girl, she saw the fruit again. The heart that had been tight all the time was relaxed a lot. Looking at the little girl in front of me, she felt extra happy.

Time passed day by day, and there was still half a month before the production of Mo Yan.

In these days, He Lianyi did not dare go anywhere, and was always with Mo Yan in the house, for fear that she would have no one by her side.

At noon, Mo Yan always felt flustered and upset, and his stomach was much tighter than usual.

Caressing the raised belly, lying on a rattan chair, thinking of getting up to drink water. As a result, I just moved. Suddenly, my stomach tightened and a throbbing pain came. Mo Chan frowned, feeling a warmth in his lower body. The heat came.

The sweat from the forehead leaked out, and Mo Yan suddenly shouted, "Jin! Jin! Call a doctor soon."

As soon as Ye Yunjin walked to the courtyard with the fruit plate in his hand, he saw Mo Yan struggling to sit up and his face gradually became pale.

Throw the fruit plate, and coldly ordered: "All the royal doctors roll out for the king! Call the midwife!"

The doctors and midwives who have been waiting outside silently have been waiting for more than half a month. They are on duty every day, and even at night, they dare not slack off.

Suddenly I heard the indifferent voice of the owner, everyone was agitated, and hurriedly rushed to the hall with all their expenses.

Four midwives stood next to Mo Yan and surrounded him. One of the fat women reminded, "Master, women have children, please avoid them."

"My King is here to guard."

"Prince, she has children, and we will send her to the bedroom. Also, you are distinguished, really not ..."

"One more word, King killed you!"

The midwife shut up instantly.

Ye Yunjin listened to the midwife's words, and carefully lifted Mo Yan into the bedroom.

Mo Yan's stomach was tingling from time to time. She bit her lower lip in pain, her face became paler, her sweat on her forehead increased, and her whole body was tight.

Ye Yunjin was holding her hand tightly, because her pain was so much that her nails almost got into Ye Yunjin's flesh.

Ye Yunjin's voice was soft but with a hint of choking: "Oh, don't be afraid, King is here, King is always with you. Don't be afraid."

Mo Yan frowned, "Jin, it hurts."

"It won't hurt anymore, alas, if you hurt, you will bite your hand!"

Ye Yunjin coaxed Mo Yan while wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Seeing Mo Yan's body getting weaker and weaker and paler and paler, Ye Yunjin's icy voice was like the bloodthirsty devil in the dark night, "Damn! Please take the child out soon! Three long and two short, King wants all of you to be buried! "

Scary eyes are terrible! The cold atmosphere froze around. The midwives were frightened by Ye Yunjin's attitude.

Ye Yunjin saw that everyone didn't move, and his sharp eyes swept over! "Are all deaf!"

Everyone returned to God, suddenly stunned, and hurriedly put their minds and energies on the delivery of Mo Yi, and the doctors did not dare to relax.

One of the midwives knelt under Mo Yi's feet, and the other stood beside Mo Yi, breathing quickly, reminding Mo Yi: "Princess, give more strength! Give it more strength! The child's head has come down! "

Mo Yan bit her teeth tightly, her fingernails slammed Ye Yunjin, the harder she felt, Ye Yunjin felt that kind of subtle reaction, and her heart hurt so much, she was so nervous!

Enough and tighter, watching the little woman sweating on the bed, he really regretted asking her to have a baby.

Anxious that the person lying on the bed was herself, holding Mo's hand tightly to cheer her up. Soothe her emotions.

Mo Yan thought about the hundreds of painful ways of having a child, but this kind of tearing pain made her unable to breathe normally.

A midwife kept reminding Mo Yan, "Princess, exhale and inhale! Come slowly, relax ..."

The more so, the more nervous Mo Mo became. The green tendons in his hands burst slightly, and Mo Yun always thanked Ye Yunjin for his name.

Ye Yunjin's eyes were covered with a mist, and his soft voice whispered in her ear: "Little wild cats, they said that the child is about to come out, don't be afraid, just relax, for the King, for our son, you must Hold on! Little wild cat, do you remember where we first met? "

Mo Yan bit his lower lip and nodded when he heard Ye Yunjin's words, but the clenched heart still didn't stop. Breathing heavily, said to Ye Yunjin, "Remember. Jin, I all remember. I hurt, Jin, hurt ..."