The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister - Chapter 822

   Chapter 822 Fanwai _ The Empress and the Baby 2

   Today’s memorials are several times more than usual, and Si Yu has been busy until late at night.

   He pinched his brows and told the palace servants to prepare for a coquettish dress.

   glanced at the sky, and now that I have returned to the Jiaofang Hall, I have only been able to sleep for more than an hour.

   The **** chief persuaded Siyu to settle in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and to rest for a while.

  Siyu didn’t listen.

   Being busy all day long and unable to accompany his daughter-in-law, he pointed to the beautiful and tender time at night.

   He hugs his sweet little wife every day, and he is more motivated to read the memorial!

   In the inner room.

  Song Zhao sat in front of the dressing gown, his hands resting on his flat belly, and his expression was unclear.

  Siyu came in and saw that the person was still awake, he was slightly startled, and the corners of his lips curled up, “Waiting for me?”

  Song Zhao’s biological clock is always on time, and he will definitely go to bed before 1 shift.

  Siyu thought for a while, and his expression suddenly appeared to be a little complacent. He got very close to her, and whispered in her ear,

   “Azhao is also looking forward to making a villain with me, isn’t he?”

  Song Zhao, “…”

   She wanted to say that the villain had already been created.

  Si Ruoyouruowu pinched her waist, her voice low and ambiguous.

   “Don’t worry, wait for me to wash up first.”

  …

   Counting the time, Si Yu almost raced against the clock to finish his body. As soon as he came out, he hugged Song Zhao who was standing in a daze by the window.

   He kissed her neck from behind, with a sultry breath, “Come and smell brother, is it fragrant?”

  Song Zhao turned back and asked him, “Have you eaten yet?”

   “Isn’t this eating?”

  The man’s hands restlessly untie Song Zhao’s clothes, and the small kisses come down along the ears.

  Song Zhao was pulled back by his kiss, until he fell onto the bed.

  Her hands were unconsciously protecting her abdomen, her toes pressed against Siyu’s chest, “I prepared fruit for you after dinner.”

  Siyu, “…”

  What fruit do you eat at this time?

  Song Zhao rang the shaker bell.

  Bi Qing came to Si Yu with a plate of pomegranate seeds.

  Siyu pulled the open collar, the corners of his eyes glowed with thin red, “Why did you think of eating pomegranates?”

  Song Zhao looked at him with bright eyes, “You eat.”

  Siyu didn’t know why, but he obediently grabbed a handful and put it in his mouth.

  Song Zhao saw this, reached out and patted his arm, “You can only eat one.”

  “…”

   Pomegranate seeds are so small, what’s good about eating one?

  Siyu couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and was amused, “My little queen, our family is not so poor that we eat pomegranates so cheaply, right?”

   “Pomegranate has many seeds, you can only eat one, hurry up!”

   Song Zhao said.

  Siyu had no choice but to put one in his mouth.

   The moment the tip of his tongue tasted the sweetness, Si Yu suddenly froze.

   He grabbed Song Zhao’s shoulder violently, and his throat was dry and nervous as if it had been burned, “What did you say? Say it again?!”

   Pomegranate has many seeds.

Is    the pomegranate he thought he had?

   Bi Qing couldn’t help laughing, “Congratulations, Your Majesty, His Majesty, the Empress is happy.”

  Siyu’s Adam’s apple moved, and he subconsciously chewed the pomegranate seeds in his mouth and swallowed them.

  Song Zhao couldn’t help laughing at his silly reaction, and fell lazily onto the bed, “This time you don’t have to make up your mind, the baby you want is really here.”

   “We have kids.”

   is too sudden.

  Siyu couldn’t believe it, his heart was thumping violently, almost jumping out of his throat.

   Mingming has been working hard for the arrival of the child, and he believes that he is fully prepared for the arrival of the child.

   is really here.

   He was at a loss, and even felt a little unreal.

  Song Zhao actually spent a whole day digesting it.

   She went to Las Rue’s hand, put it on her belly, and said very seriously, “Here is the little life we ​​bred together.”

   The baby will come out tomorrow.

   Guess the gender?

   [No twins and no twins]

   (end of this chapter)