Si Junyan looked panicked, waved his hand, and ran over to help Feng Qingjue.

There were three gasps from behind, and then Feng Qingjue stretched out her hand and hit her head with pain: "Si Junyan, do you dare to throw your son away?!"

Si Junyan turned around and looked over. At this moment, his youngest son was really being held in Si Qing's arms. The three sons looked gloating.

Turning around and looking at Feng Qingjue, he smiled awkwardly, "Isn't this nervous? It won't happen next time, it won't happen again!"

Holding her stomach, Feng Qingjue endured the pain and growled, "There's another time?!" After saying that, she couldn't help but frown.

Si Junyan was shocked. When he saw Feng Qingjue's appearance at this moment, he said anxiously, "No more, there will be no next time. Jue'er, how are you?!"

"A bastard is coming out again..." She reluctantly finished speaking. She was already sweating profusely in pain and gasping for breath.

Si Qing's three brats looked at it and knew that mother was not joking. The three brats looked anxious.

Si Tong frowned slightly, pouted and said, "Another younger brother is coming out." His expression seemed to be quite reluctant.

Si Junyan quickly hugged Feng Qingjue and walked into the back room. He took out a piece of cloth from the cabinet and let Feng Qingjue bite it in her mouth.

He turned around and said anxiously, "You three brats, go get me a pair of scissors and a basin of water!"

"Oh oh oh..." He nodded hurriedly, put the fourth child in the cradle made by his mother, and the three of them hurried out.

After a while, everything was ready, and the three of them were kicked out by Si Junyan.

In the room, Feng Qingjue kept moaning, and the sweat on her forehead became thicker and thicker. Si Junyan squeezed her little hand tightly with one hand, and kept wiping her sweat with the other. He remembered the burning in his heart.

"Hmm! Ah!! Si Junyan! You bastard! I even said I didn't want to give birth! Ah~~~you want me to, uh~~ give birth!"

"Jue'er, Jue'er, it's my fault, please don't be angry, okay? Once this brat is born, we won't have another baby, okay?!" Si Junyan squeezed her little hand, and Si Junyan's head was full of anxiety.

Sweat profusely

Outside the house, Si Qing played with his little fingers, frowned, and said gloomily, "Another brat is here. My father and mother will definitely stop playing with us."

Siyue sat on the chair, supported the table, held a wrinkled little face, and said, "Isn't it enough for you to have the four of us?!"

Si Tong had a confused face and said slyly, "We will bully her after she is born."

Si Qing and Si Yue were stunned and speechless... I bullied him, and my mother didn't even bother us.

The three of them were silent again for a while, their clear eyes kept looking at the back room. In fact... they still cared about their mother.

Suddenly, Feng Qingjue groaned loudly

Then came the excited voice of Si Junyan: "Jue'er, Jue'er, this time it's a daughter, it's a daughter!"

"Show me~~~~" His face was pale and he was as angry as a thread.

When the three people outside the door heard this, they were all stunned, sister?! Boys can't bully girls, what should I do?!

"What place is this?!" The clear voice carried a hint of murderous intent.

Inside, Feng Qingjue and Si Junyan were both stunned, especially Feng Qingjue, who was even more surprised.

Listening to her daughter's breath in her arms, she understood that her daughter was from the same industry as herself.

Frowning, is it a blessing or a curse?! This God is so funny.

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Chapter completed!