It's too much fun, I'm pregnant by pretending to be a man

Jiang Si still had a trembling voice when he asked.

His current state was like being roasted on a fire or fried in a pan.

Really, as soon as the temperature dropped, there was another wave of fire.

Bo Ye was still thinking about what to say to Jiang Si's question.

The little ancestor said, "No, uncle, if I stay with my mother, my mother will get sick. Then wouldn't I be an unfilial son?"

Let’s talk about the little ancestor’s reaction, his ability to adapt to the situation, and his mouth.

He really inherited it perfectly from his biological mother, even better than his biological mother.

Bo Ye looked at his son calmly, with a smile that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.

It's better not to let Jiang Si know about Li Li's illness. If he finds out again, he might really be unable to handle it.

The little ancestor added, "My mother is fine. She only gets stomachaches when she eats too much."

After he said this, Little Sweet Bean nodded, "Well, mommy is full and wants daddy to rub her belly."

Sweet Pea has only seen it once, so I must say that she found it very interesting.

She also rubbed the cat's belly for Xiaoyugan in this way, but Xiaoyugan didn't cooperate very well.

Little Sweet Dou didn't know that Xiao Yugan felt tired lying down with his paws in the air. He was so fat now that he only liked lying on his stomach.

After hearing the two children say this, Jiang Si's tense mood relaxed.

"Sorry, it's uncle, no, it's uncle... Grandpa is too nervous."

Jiang Si and the children apologized, obviously not comfortable with the title of uncle.

He was very distressed when Xiao Wang got sick, because he knew what it felt like.

Fortunately, Xiaoli has never experienced it. Fortunately...

If Xiaoli also got sick, how miserable would she be.

He was overthinking it. If Xiaoli got sick, there would be no such lovely three children.

Jiang Si didn't know that his Xiaoli was also sick, and that was when he was pregnant with the child.

But luckily she has her friends by her side, especially Yu Shaoqing.

Because it was Yu Shaoqing who spent everything he had in exchange for the safe birth of these three children and their free peace.

The little ancestor climbed onto the high stool. The high stool was different from climbing a tree on an island. It was not easy to climb.

If this was climbing a tree, he climbed up with a swish, thinking that he hadn't climbed a tree in a long time.

The little ancestor's hands were itchy again and he wanted to climb the tree.

Fortunately, he is very skilled. If this were his brother, he would definitely not be able to climb...

After seeing his brother climbing up, the little ancestor curled his lips and yelled, "This is unscientific."

The prince frowned slightly when he saw his younger brother looking at him, and subconsciously pinched the small nipple with his hand.

In the past two days, my brother has been staring at his little milk bag, probably wanting to bite his pacifier again.

That day he also heard his younger brother and Little Wolf's father say that his teeth were itchy...

The little ancestor liked to look at his brother and was nervous about his little nipples.

How can he be cold and cute at the same time? It really makes people want to bully him.

Thinking of the person he wanted to bully, the little ancestor thought of little Miaomiao again.

Why doesn't she like him? She keeps avoiding him and likes to follow his brother.

How can his brother be as fun as him? It's really... the more I think about it, the more I think about it.

"Dad, I'm in a bad mood. Give me a drink. I haven't had a drink in a long time."

Because he misses someone so much, the little ancestor's voice is filled with disappointment. No matter how he sounds, it sounds like he wants to drink away his sorrow.

"What to drink?" Bo Ye didn't respond for a moment.

If he was free, he would just hand the beer to his son without even asking.

"Beer, what else can I drink?"

From the little ancestor's tone, it was obvious that his father was asking unnecessary questions, so couldn't there be some tacit understanding between father and son?

Bo Ye looked at his son and remembered what happened when he was chasing him abroad and wandering away.

How could he forget that the little thing took his son to the bar to drink.

At that time, my son climbed the water pipe very fast. In Peng Fei's words, he climbed very fast.

And my son’s way of opening a beer cap is also very skillful.

Unlike him, you have to use a bottle opener, and even if you use a bottle opener, it may not open instantly.

Bo Ye didn't want to say anything to his son. Children couldn't drink beer.

My son said he would just take a sip, and when he was with his mother, he would take a sip every time.

Therefore, when he is with his father, he should not be a disappointing father.

Just take a sip and there won't be any problem at all.

He doesn't need to use the standards given by others in today's society.

To restrain his child, because he is a normal person with the ability to judge.

Bo Ye went to get another bottle of beer. This time he looked at the label and chose one with a lower alcohol content.

The one he and Jiang Si drank just now had a high alcohol content. No wonder he felt dizzy after drinking it.

Of course, this is for him. If it were anyone else, this might be the normal beer content.

Bo Ye gave the beer to his son directly, but the little ancestor still used his usual method and knocked on the edge of the bar.

If his wild uncle saw him knocking, he would cry.

This bar cost a lot of money at the time. The countertop is made of rare natural stone and is seamless without splicing.

Bo Ye felt ashamed of his son's skillful movements.

Jiang Si was also surprised by the young ancestor's handsome and neat way of opening the beer cap.

This……

And when the little ancestor took a sip from the bottle, Jiang Si's knowledge was refreshed again.

Judging from the action, this is obviously not the first time he drank.

This……

This is still a little drinking boy!

Looking at Jiang Si's stupid eyes, Bo Ye said with a smile.

"Your niece has a good drinking capacity. She must have inherited this. I am not good at it."

Jiang Si didn't say anything, but looking at Bo Ye's eyes, it was obvious that he was talking.

Of course, it’s definitely not inherited from you. Your drinking capacity is not good...

"Brother, do you want to drink it? It's very delicious, much better than milk." The little ancestor asked his brother again.

The prince shook his head and took out a small bottle from his milk bag, which contained milk at the right temperature.

Seeing the prince holding a bottle and drinking milk, Jiang Si smiled.

Although my mood is ups and downs, this smile comes from the heart.

He looked at Bo Ye and said something.

"You are also very good at it. You like to hold a small bottle and drink milk. I must have inherited it from you."