Chapter 844 (1/2)

From entering the labor room in the morning to the night, peach woke up and went to sleep. For a moment, it hurt her heart and lungs, and then she felt like nothing happened. After all, she had to go through this process to give birth to a child. However, Shen Mo Chen was so exhausted that she just wanted to hurt her for a while. This was the first time when he was facing a peach At the end of the day, the old sense and calm were all gone.

”It's OK. Don't worry...” Peach feel the warmth in the heart of the hand, taking advantage of their own not too painful time, toward the dust of dust light voice.

”Well...” Shen Mo Chen clenched the peach's hand, a heart in the torment of seven up and down, ”peach, don't worry When the baby comes out, I will beat her ass for you first... ”

”Poof --!” Peach didn't hold back for a moment, and was laughed by this sentence. She thought that during the whole pregnancy, your baby had been intimidated by you many times

And then Peach has entered a new round of pain

At dawn, the nurse finally said to peach and Shen Mo Chen, ”OK, it's almost time to enter the delivery room. The father to be will change into sterile clothes first...”

In a word, just like the dawn of the sky, peach's pale face turned red.

Shen Mo Chen held peach's hand, lowered his head and gently printed a kiss on the back of her hand, and then gently said to her, ”wait for me.” He followed the nurse to change clothes in a hurry.

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Then, when Shen Mo Chen changed his sterile clothes and arrived at the delivery room, the doctor held a wrinkled little girl in his arms and happily handed it to him and said, ”Congratulations, you are a daughter.”

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Shen Mo Chen, who has always been calm and free, has been completely disordered this time

I just went to change clothes, and you came out like this. You asked me to wait for you with your mother for such a long time. How can you feel

However, the little man in his arms closed his eyes and breathed gently. The wrinkled face on his red face still made him feel tender and tender. Shen Mo Chen touched his daughter's delicate skin. A beautiful smile appeared on the corner of his lips and murmured: ”it looks much uglier than your mother when she was a child.” …”