Chapter 1759

Jiang Pengji really has no obsession about her children.

Shouldn't you pay a sum of money to the childcare institution and click to get it from the childcare warehouse later?

The old chief sneered and snuffled out Jiang Pengji's fantasy. Wake up. You are now in the backward ancient times, not the Federation!

"Well, why don't the old chief mail me an artificial pregnancy warehouse? How tired children are with their stomachs and oppressing their internal nerves. I'm so tired to think about it. Now I want to touch my conscience and praise the federal decision. Banning maternal pregnancy is an epoch-making law." Wei Ci was drained yesterday. Today, he is lazy like a salted fish, which perfectly interprets the "ge you lying" in the mouth of salted fish.

Oh, with those half closed and half open dead fish eyes, it immediately replaced "ge you lying" as a new generation of expression bag.

[your father]: Oh, how do you explain the child to outsiders?

How can we convince people that this is their little Lord if they don't have a big belly and hold a big fat baby in three or five months?

In the eyes of outsiders, this is the child raised by Jiang Pengji from nowhere. The quality is not guaranteed. Who knows if it is the Ming Lord.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Pengji thought there was a play. She quickly straightened up and swept away her previous decadence and laziness.

"Can you mail it now?"

If you can mail it, it's perfect. Everyone wants several young owners to make it and form a football team a year!

[your dad]: No, give up. There's no such thing.

When Jiang Pengji heard this, she turned her eyes and continued to lie with ge you, like a punctured balloon.

"Old chief, maternal pregnancy is against the law. How can I know the law and break the law?"

Jiang Pengji has no control over others, but as a high-level ethical federal military, she can't do so.

[your Abba]: Oh, shit - just say you want to see others scratching their ears and cheeks. Why pull a big flag?

Every time people talk about the little Lord, Jiang Pengji will show a faint look of appreciation for the play. She is not afraid to upset the boat?

As Jiang Pengji grows older, the problem of offspring will become more and more serious. People's hearts float and don't know what to do.

The old chief kindly mentioned Jiang Pengji, but the dead child refused to listen.

She laughed and laughed.

"How can I be such a naive person?"

Naturally, she would not do meaningless things for this evil taste.

It often makes people anxious, and they will be cold over time.

She has been reluctant to give birth because she wants to make this world fit the previous life in Weici's memory as much as possible, let Fengyou still be Fengyou, and let Jiang Yan still be Jiang Yan, although she knows it is impossible. Even the embryos conceived by the same parents at the same time cannot be exactly the same, let alone at different times. I'm afraid that in the end, everything is different except the name.

As a federal human, Jiang Pengji has no feelings and obsessions about the blood of her children.

If the child is a comfort to Weici, it doesn't matter whether she gives birth early or late.

Besides this, she has a more important reason.

The body that Jiang Pengji currently uses, Liu Xi, was born in a noble family. Even if she had no connection with the Liu family, she came out of the clan in her early years, but her bones were broken and her tendons were connected. In the final analysis, it was the Liu family. Jiang Pengji wanted to see when they couldn't sit still.

If she couldn't sit still, she might as well take the opportunity to end with Liu and restore her real name.

Although the name is only a code name, and it is common to change one's name, it is still annoying to be called Liu Xi all day.

The traces left in the future also belong to "Liu Xi". All ups and downs, honors and Disgraces have nothing to do with "Jiang Pengji", so I can't bear it.

[your Abba]: Gee, I remember someone once said that fame is like dirt.

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "fart, isn't the name left in history just to pretend to be better for future generations, otherwise what's the meaning of living?"

[your father]: ah~~~

A capricious woman.

Jiang Pengji said, "children are really a trouble. Let alone having children, I don't even have experience in raising children..."

[your Abba]: your little man can raise it. It's estimated that no one expects you to teach your children well.

Jiang Pengji is not the material for teaching and educating people. No matter how good seedlings are put in her hands, they are also a waste. It is uncertain that they will harm people's children.

"Yes, he's an adult."

What little man is not a little man. I always have the illusion of keeping a little wolf dog by myself.

[your dad]: Oh, do you need me to turn over the definitions of adulthood and minors in federal law?

Jiang Pengji: "

The topic can hardly go on.

She still wants to keep ge you lying, but the chores outside won't give her a chance.

"I think the winner in life should be lying still and earning money..." Jiang Pengji is not afraid of the cold, but she doesn't like the feeling of being surrounded by air conditioning. Even if there is carbon in the room, it's easy to get carbon monoxide poisoning due to poor indoor ventilation. The room is much colder than the quilt, she muttered, "I'm the strongest vassal in the world. I'm only the son of heaven. Why do I have to sell hundreds of powder, earn money for selling cabbage, get up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, eat worse than pigs, and work more than donkeys..."

If you want to say envy, Jiang Pengji is still the most envious of those foolish masters who devote all her efforts to supporting one person.

Three thousand harem beauties sleep every day for ten years

Of course, this is the YY of poor scholars, just like the joke salted fish told her a while ago. The farmers speculated that the emperor used a gold hoe to work in the field and the empress used a gold mallet to wash clothes... There is no Jiali 3000, but dozens are still OK.

Jiang Pengji is just a Weici. The little man is also jealous.

As for her, it's better for her to work every day than to go down to the ground with a gold hoe.

The salted fish are not happy.

[sneaking into Africa]: anchor, before you say this, first touch your conscience and then look at Zixiao and them, okay?

If Jiang Pengji can still earn money from cabbage, Wei Ci and her family are paying a premium for their youth.

Jiang Pengji was too lazy to lift her eyelids.

This is clearly her live studio, but the fans are all other people's, and from time to time they diss her for all kinds of love beans.

With all due respect, these salted fish used to love beans. Now they are middle-aged uncles in their 30s and 40s.

[Lanting fragrant snow]: that's the charm of mature men.

I don't know whether those people control their body well or eat too little meat. Almost no one gets fat in middle age. There is no beer belly, baldness doesn't exist, and greasy is impossible. They are still elegant, gentle and tasteful.

Hehe, when Jiang Pengji saw Huang song, she withdrew her words.

Even after a busy afternoon, Jiang Pengji was too lazy to let the back kitchen fire. She simply found a shop to eat casually. As a result, she met an old friend.

She glanced at Huang song's stomach and then at his face and chin. It was very sad.

"You have practiced the nine to one Dharma?"

Huang song is very inexplicable.

"What is the nine to one method?"

Jiang Pengji stared at his stomach, "the muscles of your predecessor have become a piece."

Huang song: "

Feng Jue, who came out of Yajian and happened to hear this Sao remark: "..."

Huang song jumped angrily and said, "it's not fat. It's called plumpness."