MTL - Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

In a blink of an eye, ten months have passed.

Luo Dian will soon welcome the birth of Nian An, she knows that this child will be safe.

Because he is peace of mind.

After a few months of getting along, Xiaohong and her relationship are much more familiar than before.

Although, she could not help her out. She also told her very clearly that she was trusted by her and she could not go out.

Luo did not force her because she knew that Xiaohong had no mobile phone.

Her connection with the outside is also passed through the note.

"The child will be born in two days." Xiaohong pointed to her stomach: "Let them buy clothes and come in, do you want to know if you are a man or a woman?"

They have also had many fetal tests, and Luo Dust will ask her some other questions, but she never asked her baby about her gender.

Under normal circumstances, anyone who is a mother should want to know the gender of their child.

However, Luo Dian has never asked.

"Men's." She blinked a little, her eyes seem to be remembering, recalling what happened in the past or what happened.

"How do you know?" Xiaohong was a little surprised. After all, she was just an adult, how could she know so clearly about her children's affairs.

Moreover, it must be a boy.

"I don't know his gender, maybe I even know what he looks like." Luo whispered softly, with a warm light in his throat.

Yes! She also knows that she is called Ann.

Jiusheng, read Junan.

Xiaohong seems to be still talking about something, but Luo Dianchen can't hear it.

The air was filled with a touch of aroma, and after a while she fell asleep.

She had a long dream, and there were many scenes in the dream that had happened in the past, and I used to spend time with Du Jiusheng.

Every time I meet, every time I leave, every time I am desperate, I will come back every time.

For thousands of years, she has spent the reincarnation, and this kind of reincarnation can always make people feel painful.

“Dust, dust –”

Someone seems to be calling her name, she slowly opened her eyes and felt a pain in the abdomen.

"The child is going to be born." Xiaohong wiped the sweat on her head with a towel: "You use some strength."

"Well..." she sighed, her eyebrows contemptuous.

Once upon a time, every time I was born, I thought that it was particularly easy, because it was especially worrying.

But this time, it is very difficult.

As if everything is alerting her all the time, this plane is her last chance.

If it is over, she will not see it either, whether she is crossing her life or she is thinking about it.

Xiaohong is very professional, and she handles it very well even if she has almost bleeding on the way.

Although very difficult, Nian An was born.

When she screamed in a wow, the heart of Luo Ding was counted as falling.

"You can rest." Xiaohong cleaned the blood of his child and put it into the incubator that was prepared early.

Luo Dust gently nodded, closed his eyes and slept.

She is dreaming again. This dream seems to be related to Nian.

On the basketball court of the modern plane, he hit a rim in a three-pointer and the screams of countless girls around him rang.

He is a white shirt, a very handsome face, but the pair of scorpions are particularly deep.

He seemed to look at the basket, and there was a sadness in his throat, and he could not see the sorrow.