V2.Chapter 640

Even Qin Ya had given death orders before. She could never reveal a word with Yan Beicheng for fear of distracting him.

Yan Beicheng was stunned for a long time and didn't come back to God for a long time.

After a long time, his pupil turned slightly, and then a huge surprise flashed from his lips in his eyes.

He seemed to have the strength in an instant. He got up from the bed, and his hands were carefully close to the abdomen of the flowers on the street. When he was about to meet him, he drew back and looked up at her with a pair of Phoenix eyes. "Yes, is it true?"

On the street flower lips corner gently raised, "nature is true, she will lie here peacefully, after eight months, will quack to the ground."

Yan Beicheng was almost dazzled by the huge surprise. His hands lingered in front of the belly of the flower on the street for a long time, but he still didn't dare to touch it. He just grasped the hand of the flower on the street and said, "Mo'er, I dare not touch it."

On the street, he was amused by his appearance and looked at him with curved eyebrows, "Yan Bei Cheng, what was your prestige three days ago? How dare you even touch it now? "

Yan Beicheng only clenched his hand when he was on the street. "He is only two months old. He should not have been formed in your stomach. I'm afraid I'll act rashly, and I'll be pregnant."

"Touch it and it will move the fetal gas? You You are really... " The more you look at Yanbei City, the more lovely you feel.

However, Yan Beicheng was still upright and forceful. He turned his lips and said, "although my child does not say that he is weak, he is not afraid that in case of a total of 10000, what if there is a good or bad one?"

He did not know what he thought of. He suddenly stood up and put his boots on his feet. "This is a great joy. I will go and tell the world."

Seeing this, he quickly pulled him back and looked at him in a funny and angry way. "Tell me what the world is, when you are on the Dragon chair? Besides... "

She put a smile on her face and pointed to his cheek. "What's on your face is not painted yet."

Hearing the speech, yanbeicheng subconsciously touched his cheek over there. Naturally, he quickly felt that something was wrong, and his eyebrows suddenly tightened tightly.

Because of the medication, the skin on his side of the face was always rougher than that in other places. At the moment, the familiar feeling did not attack, but it was greasy.

Yan Beicheng was busy looking for a copper basin in his room. He fished out the wet handkerchief and looked at it as a mirror.

As expected, as the flower on the stranger said, it disappeared, even a trace.

His sword eyebrow immediately tightly twisted up, the eye color is dignified, "if this thing does not use the separate removed medicine, it is impossible to disappear naturally, Mo'er, what happened in the end?"

Talking about this matter, the stranger's lips and corners of the smile also gathered down, repeated all the events of that day, and then said: "after that, you are still boiling hot all over again. It has lasted for a whole night, and then subsided the next day."

Hearing this, Yan Beicheng felt the medicine from his body and dropped a few drops on his face. In the past, once he touched his skin, he would instantly be like a red liquid sticking on it. At the moment, it ran down his cheek like smooth oil.

He wiped it gently with his hand, and there was still no trace on his skin.

The flower on the stranger also felt strange. He took the medicine from Yan Beicheng and dropped a drop on his arm.