Chapter 885 (2/2)

Aloes, who will be a father at the age of 17, is no longer young, at least it feels so.

At this time, he even began to grow a beard. Although he had only a few yellow hairs, he also looked like an adult. He helped his wife to the hospital and sat down. Seeing godfather, godmother and mother coming, he hurried forward to greet her.

Pan Hao picked up the hot tea poured by his daughter lilac and looked at aloes with a smile: ”aloes is going to be a father soon. How do you feel?”

”It feels like a dream!”

Chenxiang's words are true. Since he became an adult at the age of 16, he was still very naughty. He soon grew into a man. He not only changed his previous personality, but also recognized his godfather, Xiuxian and martial arts, and split the mountain to save his mother.

Nowadays, even children are available.

Damn it.

He's only seventeen!

In modern society, he is just a high school student.

However, in the ancient society where it was common to get married and have children at the age of 14, 56, Chenxiang got married and had children at the age of 17. In fact, it was not too early, or even much later than some people.

”Ha ha ~ ~ it's normal for you to have this feeling. Godfather had children for the first time. He was also worried about gain and loss like you. He was worried about this and that. He often couldn't sleep well at night.”

Pan Haodong received the news of his wife's pregnancy for the first time. It was many years ago. At that time, his inner excitement and anxiety were vivid and he felt very excited. Just like the aloes in front of him, he was afraid of his wife knocking, bumping and falling.

There is no such worry now.

Because his woman is not a goddess or a fairy, or on the fast lane of becoming a fairy or a God, the pregnancy reaction of ordinary women is either not, or it is the same as not.

Sing songs and dance.

It's time to eat and drink. Don't worry about children at all.

Unless some gods and Demons deliberately make trouble, even if pan Haodong's woman accidentally falls down from the upstairs, the child will be fine.

So, don't worry at all.

”Godfather, how many brothers and sisters do I have, or brothers and sisters?”

Chenxiang asked abruptly.

The three Notre dames, the four princesses, and cloves have attracted curious attention one after another.

Obviously, they are also interested in this topic.

wonder.

Pan Haodong smiled and said, ”in this world, you have only one sister.”

”The world?”

Aloes subconsciously frowned.

The third virgin and the fourth princess were relieved one after another. If there were no other children, there was no need to worry about them.

Speaking of it, they have been together with pan Haodong for so long and have never seen the moon god and Zhenzhen. They really want to meet them and get to know each other.

After all, we should live together for a long time in the future and make good relations in advance, so as to avoid wishful thinking and blind worry.

Although Chenxiang guessed something vaguely, he didn't think deeply. Instead, he felt that he was whimsical. He shook his head, put aside his unrealistic ideas, and began to empty everything and enjoy the hard won warmth.

The biological mother, Godfather and godmother came, and the close relatives sent their father-in-law, mother-in-law and uncle.

At this moment, aloes felt very happy. Unfortunately, my father couldn't see it. However, my father has a spirit in heaven and I think he will be very happy... Right!

He doesn't know.

If Liu Yanchang had a spirit in heaven, he would vomit blood with anger. Die again.

Pan Haodong, an asshole, is simply not a son of man. He not only exposed his secret, let Yang Jian design to kill himself, but also gave him a green hat. He may beat his child in the future.

How can Liu Yanchang be happy?

The child was sold and paid for. He was so stupid that there was no cure.

That night, pan Haodong borrowed Chenxiang's kitchen to make a big table of delicious food. After eating and drinking enough, he hugged his wife Ao Tingxin and returned to the Taolin tree house.

”Dongjun!”

Accompanied by a light female voice.

The local Guanyin, with a delicate, frail and dying girl, emerged from the darkness.