"What's wrong? Go and get the watermelon quickly." The perfunctory meaning is very obvious.

"It's really wrong."

"You're confused. I've always worn this one today. Go and get the watermelon."

"Oh." Qingya touched her head. She clearly remembered that the lady was not wearing this one.

But the lady insisted that she was wearing this one.

Could it be that she remembered it wrong?

Thinking of this, Qingya didn't ask too much and went to the well to get the watermelon that I put in early morning.

Feng Baoer sighed slightly and turned to the cabinet.

Leaning on the chair, my mind was full of what Xuanyuan Jinghong said.

Her spiritual roots have a hint of other aura.

What is other aura?

This question is really confusing.

After a while, Qingya carried a plate full of neatly cut watermelons, and walked in flexibly.

Seeing the lady in a daze, I couldn't help but feel even more strange.

"Miss, Miss, the watermelon is here."

She stepped forward, placed the watermelon in front of Feng Baoer, and whispered softly.

Feng Baoer plucked her hair, took back her mind, and looked at the watermelon in front of her in an exaggerated manner: "It looks very good."

"Miss, it's really." Qingya quickly changed her mind.

Feng Baoer took a piece of watermelon and put it into her mouth, which was cool and comfortable.

It made her feel energetic, and she looked intoxicated on her face, and she said, "It's so delicious."

"Miss, this watermelon is cold, you can eat less."

Qingya said something and continued to embroider her purse.

Feng Baoer didn't take Qingya's words seriously, and soon ate more than half of the watermelon.

The cold pores of the whole body are cool.

After a while, Feng Baoer felt a stinging pain in her abdomen: "Woo!"

"What's wrong?" Qingya came over.

"My stomach hurts so much!" Feng Baoer's tone was anxious!

"What's going on?" Qingya's eyebrows were filled with anxiety.

"Maybe, maybe I've eaten too much ice watermelon and my stomach hurts." Feng Baoer's voice was clear, but it was filled with pain.

"Uh?" Qingya's eyes turned, but his words were a bit grinding. "I have said a long time ago, let me eat less, you still eat so much."

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"Miss, Miss, a Madam Qiu came outside and said that Aunt Liu called you to come."

Chunbai lifted the curtain and came in. Seeing Feng Baoer covering her abdomen, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Then he made a sound.

"What, Aunt Liu wants to see the lady."

Qingya was stunned, and her face looked a little surprised.

This Aunt Liu is nothing else, she is Feng Baoer's mother.

Feng Baoer was also stunned. She had never seen her mother with this body after she had been through her for so long.

Now call her forward, what is she trying to do?

Could it be that I have discovered my conscience and wanted to treat this daughter well?

Feng Baoer didn't know.

All she knew was that her belly was in a turbulent way now.

I couldn't help but waved my hand: "You let that Madam Qiu wait."

His body flashed and disappeared in front of Qingya and Chunbai.

This delay took half an hour, making Madam Qiu's face more and more impatient.

These four ladies are so arrogant.

His mother asked her to go, but she actually asked her to wait for so long.

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