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Chapter 57 The Finale

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After Yan Wanyi gave birth to another fat boy, Qin Yang also came to the hospital to visit him. Because of Ye Min's affairs, Gong Luochen and his quarrels completely disappeared, but they still quarrel occasionally.

Come and honor my wife Ah.Gong Luochen's face was crazy and cool.

Then the palace mother twisted her ears and apologized to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang smiled warmly, as humble and courteous as the perfect child in the hearts of every elder: Luo Chen is used to being young, aunt, I don’t care.

Look at how sensible Xiao Yang is this child!Gong Mama said fiercely.

Gong Luochen's face turned pale. The newborn baby cannot be funny. The one who can run and dance can still play. So he carried Gong Yuanrui downstairs and walked downstairs. Before leaving, he did not forget to ask Yan Wanyi: Do you want to eat popsicles?I'll bring it to you.

What popsicle to eat!She just gave birth to a baby!The palace mama killed her with a look and stayed here to take care of your wife!

Then I took Gong Yuanrui with a smile, good grandson, grandma will take you downstairs to play.

After saying that, he hugged his grandson and left with a smile.

There were only three of them and their newborn cubs left in the room.

Qin Yang looked in front of the crib for a while and asked: What is the name of this baby?

We haven't thought about it yet, we plan to let you pick it up.Yan Wanyi said, her voice was a little weak. If it weren't for you that day, Yuanrui and I wouldn't know if we could live, and have you made an appointment?Name the other person's child.

Qin Yang was stunned. He didn't expect Gong Luochen to remember this agreement, nor did he expect Gong Luochen to be willing to abide by this agreement. He moved his eyes outside the window. The sky was clear, the world was beautiful, and the noise became a wonderful rhythm.

He looked out the window with a steady look, his eyes attracted by a business hall, turned to them and smiled: How about calling Gong Unicom?

roll!!Gong Luochen's roar resounded throughout the sky.

No matter how much jokes, Qin Yang's mother is a pure scholarly family. He has been influenced by his childhood and named Xuekai with a big pen. His gentle and elegant name is in sharp contrast to Dawa Gong Yuanrui.

After giving birth this time, Yan Wanyi refused to let Gong Luochen go for a ligation after she died, for fear that she would want to give birth to him again. If the doctor's skills are not good, it will hurt him and he will not be able to get hard for the rest of his life, then she will be in great trouble.

After the abstinence period ended, Gong Luochen did not rush to take her to the hotel, but went straight to the old house. Yan Wanyi seemed to know where he was going to take him.

It was still a familiar tree hole. Gong Luochen hugged her and introduced with great enthusiasm: I was angry when I was a child and hid there. Later, when I grew up, I couldn’t climb in, so I vowed to let my child inherit the tree hole and take you to see it first. In the future, those two stinky brats will come here to catch people when they disappear.

Yan Wanyi stared at him with wet eyes.

What's wrong?Gong Luochen reacted shortly after asking, "Did I bring you here when I lost my memory?"

Yan Wanyi nodded and suddenly pounced on him and hugged him, his heart full of warm love, Luo Chen...

Gong Luochen was inexplicably relieved, and all his jealousy towards the 18-year-old herself disappeared. After all, if it weren't for the flop Yan Wanyi, she wouldn't have had so many filters for him. If she hadn't been pregnant at that time, she would have divorced long ago...

Gong Luochen kissed her on the cheek. He wanted to hold her handsomely and jump off the tree, but after estimating the distance, he would give up and climb down first and then support her together.

When she held her in her arms, Gong Luochen suddenly realized that the world had become so beautiful. It doesn't matter whether there is any memory of a 18-year-old boy. No matter which one is he, Gong Luochen, and Yan Wanyi loves only him.

The bright sunlight sprinkled through the branches and leaves, and fell on Yan Wanyi's body like a cheetah's markings, showing its bright edge, but her expression was as gentle and beautiful as a pool of autumn water, and her eyes were full of love for him.

Gong Luochen hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and he would never push her away no matter what he said this time.