MTL - Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan-Chapter 280 Little **** is born (3)

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"It’s good to see you singing, but it’s a pity that you can’t take the stage.” Ming Lan didn’t listen to her performance, only smiled. “I heard that your favorite song is “琉云翘传”? Later, with Hou Ye, after eating and drinking, I still sang this song at home. I opened the sing in a period of time, especially the section of 'Exploring the flowers in the snow and chasing the beautiful, the glazed women’s **** heart.' When you are, you are singing one word at a time."

Man Niang is completely paralyzed, her palm is slightly cold, this is a hidden matter in her heart.

"We are all women, you tell me the truth." Ming Lan's face smile, a familiar tone, "You can envy the lady of the glass?" Man Niang opened her mouth, I do not know how to return.

Ming Lan answered for her and smiled at Mrs. Tai. "I am really nonsense. I am envious. If I take off my books, I will sing this song day and night. I am afraid that people don't know what she was doing." ”

Man Niang's face was white and she bit her lower lip.

Mao’s art of war has a cloud, and he must fight his own envy, and he must not let the enemy take his nose. If the enemy wants to fight the plains, you will force it to fight the mountain. If the enemy wants a positive confrontation, you will guerrilla the enemy. Therefore, Man Niang wants to talk about life and pity, Ming Lan talks about art pursuit, Man Niang wants to take her son to say things, she will circumvent this topic.

"Gao Xueshi's next body, Jinyi Ronghua, throwing away the expectations of the teacher and the parents, the rebellious prostitutes also want to marry Mrs. Liu, really swearing me and waiting for a mediocre woman." Minglan looked at Man Niang, "watching you, not Like the cozy and comfortable, and carrying thousands of miles to follow Hou Ye, it is a big ambition. Could it be..." She smiled. "Is you want to emulate the lady of the glass, and ask Hou Ye not to be prejudiced, the Ming media is smashing. you?"

"No!" is the thought of thinking again and again, Man Niang also intuitively lost, just want to say 'small woman from a mean, how dare to have this idea', but was interrupted by Minglan, only listen to her Jokes, "You have to be careful, if you say the same thing, beware of Bodhisattva, you should be serious."

When Man Niang bit her lip, she really couldn’t say it. The lady who is listening to the side of the side is interested in helping, but she does not know where to interject.

"This is nothing." Ming Lan endured the soreness of the belly, and half-tuned. "It is a good thing for people to be motivated. You don't enter Houfu, don't be comfortable, as long as Hou Ye is this person. It is visible to you. Knowing the people, knowing that Hou Ye is the cone in the bag, he will be able to break out of the bag, far better than the dog eyes to see people low!"

While talking, while smacking Mrs. Tai’s eyes intentionally or unintentionally, she straightened her popularity.

Man Niang stopped talking, convinced the poor appearance, only calmed her eyes and stared at Minglan.

"It's time to come, you still can't be the second lady of the glass." Minglan is not afraid of her gaze, the more angry the better, the only way to go. "Your organization is counted, there is still no name, not only can not enter the door, even son Can't recognize the ancestors!"

"You--!" Man Niang's throat was full of anger and grievances.

"Do you know why?" Minglan grabbed the road.

Man Niang's glare only glared at Minglan, like a crouching female, ready to go.

"I will tell you." Minglan no longer smiled, looking serious. "Your biggest mistake is that you don't understand. If you really like someone, you should think for him."

"Hou's heart admires his father, and he says that he is still awkward, and he wants father and son to be jealous. If Mrs. Liu is you, she has long left Hou Ye, and never let their father and son continue to argue for each other because of you. Hou Ye wants If you are a good lady, if Mrs. Liu is you, she will have to turn away and never let the future of Hou Ye, not like you, go to Dengzhou to stir up the marriage. Hou Ye wants a pair of children to be safe and healthy, If Mrs. Liu is yours, she will be able to raise her children and let them stand on their own strong, instead of throwing away their younger daughters, and dragging their three or four-year-old sons away from the horizon. I ask you, now Chang Changer How many words have you read, and how many books have you read?"

Ming Lan's tone is dull, but the words and phrases are like needles.

Man Niang gasped heavily, and she half-lifely planned, all of them belong to the water, how to not hate, but there is no word in the teeth. She has been admiring Mrs. Liu from her childhood and wants to learn her everywhere; she can explain that Lan is rich and rich, and she is standing and talking without backache, but Mrs. Liu’s situation is only more difficult than herself.

"From beginning to end, you only think about yourself. No matter how long your father is willing or not, how are your children, you only act according to your own thoughts. How do you compare with Mrs. Liu?" Ming Lan deliberately reveals contempt Look, "With your stalker's effort, people have been helping the old and the weak, and have set up their own family business!"

It is a magical woman. I don’t elaborate on all kinds of talents. Every time I read the notes of Mrs. Liu’s wife, Ming Lan feels like watching "Arabian Nights". I can’t help but seriously suspect that this is the myth of future generations. . In fact, it was not very important to live in the name of Mrs. Liu, who had a high school student's death and love. In a political class, she found her own life value and lived very quickly.

Man Niang's eyes were red, her fingers almost smashed the carpet out of the hole, and she was full of grievances.

"Nature." Minglan finally added, the tone was mild again, and even revealed a pity. "The most important thing is that Hou Ye never liked you as a high-ranking college lady liked Mrs. Liu. This is all about rest." Up..."

This sentence became the last straw of the crushing Man Niang; that moment, Man Niang did not know that she was doing it, but she was going to rush like it, but it was called the death of Dan Orange. The little boy next to him was frightened, shivering and shivering, and Mann’s mouth was still cursing, "You are a curse..."

Ming Lan turned to look at Mrs. Tai, cool and said: "Do you want her to enter the door?" Mrs. Tai was on the sidelines and was shocked. Her lips moved a little and did not speak. Ming Lan turned his head again and saw that Man Niang had gradually gasped, Ming Lan said: "Let her go."

Manniang looked up indifferently and had tears on her face. This time Minglan believed that she was not loaded.

Ming Lan looked at the thin little boy, and all his heart was sad. Suddenly, "If you still have the heart, you should plan for the child. Mo told him to suffer with the grown-up. I heard that he has not been good." Ask yourself, men want to marry a woman, it is necessary to teach each other, you can not even raise a child, which man will respect and admire."

Manniang lowered her head and gasped, as if the female was roaring.

The third burst of soreness came, Minglan felt bad, and then stood up and trembled, his face showed a painful look, Dan orange panicked, and asked again, Minglan whispered in her ear: "This The pain is wrong, it is about to be born."

Dan Orange resisted panic and screamed: "Come on, lift the soft scorpion over." The cockroach next to him screamed out and asked, and Dan Orange helped Ming Lan to walk carefully. Ming Lan took a breath: "Nothing, I am moving." Her physical fitness is very good, not so fragile, that is, modern society, to produce, you must first take a bus to the hospital.

Looking at Ming Lan's appearance, Mrs. Tai was slightly suspicious. I don't know if the wolf came to the plot yesterday, or it was really a production day. She exchanged her eyes with her mother and hesitated.

On the ground, Man Niang bit her teeth, and suddenly she made a sigh of relief. She grabbed the son next to her and held it up. It seemed to rush to the pillar next to Minglan, as if she was going to hit her head and shouted in her mouth. : "Do not let our mothers live, this will not live!"

Everyone in the house was panicked. Dan Orange and Green Branch both stopped in front of Ming Lan. They were still small and clever. Under the agility, they rushed to the foot and slammed into Mann’s body. She threw her on the ground.

"Come on! Hold this hearty speculation!" To the mother pre-emptive.

Ming Lan looked at her, and at this time her belly attacked, no time to care, can only go back first. However, today's basic victory is still very pleasant. As for Man Niang and Chang Geer, it should not be disposed of by her, waiting for Gu Tingwei.

Upon returning to the house, Ms. Cui had prepared everything, and the two stable women were waiting nervously. Minglan was confused, so she was lying on the cloud and endured a wave of waves. According to the conscience, this feeling is very strange, it does not seem to hurt very much, but the soreness is so strong that the acidity below the waist is almost asking her to cry. How is it so so? It will be sore to pain!

I don't know how many hours have passed. The sweat soaked the clothes, and even the eyelashes seemed to be wet. The outer sky was dark, and the sound of the ear was still shouting. The women headed by Cui Mama were like cheerleaders. 'Inhale', 'Resist the pain', 'Save the effort to not shout', 'Strong', 'just fine' and the like, and then with a broken old tape recorder.

The lights in the room, the stars like the night sky, with the already full of Venus, but also the same. When the soreness accumulates to the critical point, Minglan feels that when he is dying, suddenly there is a crazy cry outside, what? Not like your own cheerleaders.

She slammed her eyes and opened her eyes to see it, but she saw a strange red glow for a long time.

"Going the water! Going - water -!" The crowd shouted in confusion.

Ming Lan suddenly woke up, after cursing the big **** bastard, she just wanted to shout: the old witch originally kept this hand! Can mad at yourself best, please don't die, please wish to melt! Ting Can, Kang Auntie, Yu Jia, Man Niang, the original is smoke, people have prepared for pickpockets! I hate myself for preventing East and West, or a trick.

She is just a small secretary of the court. This is not a housework expert. The hard work of these years is still not enough. Hey, I can only hope that the **** led by Tu 2 can use it.

It’s too angry. I don’t know where to give birth to a force. Minglan clenched her teeth and resisted it. She suddenly felt hot and wet. The almost crazy pain seemed to find an exit, and the moment’s claws rushed. All the miracles in the world come at this moment, and the death of life is fiercely announced.

The screaming sound of the outside, the sound of the drums, the noise, and the noise, can't conceal the scream that has almost changed.

"- came out! Come out! It's a buddy, it's a big fat boy!"

In the red sky of the sky, the man-made malicious fire scene, this little **** who tortured her for half a year finally came out.

The last thought before Ming Lan lost consciousness was to quickly look at his hands and feet, is it ten toes, ten fingers said!