My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Wu Siyu's finger opening speed was very fast, and even the doctors were a little surprised.

Fortunately, before Wu Siyu was pushed into the delivery room, Wu Siyu's husband arrived. Wu Siyu, who was very restrained in the face of the pain, immediately cried, holding his husband's hand and biting a few bites to calm down.

Around seven or eight o'clock, Wu Siyu gave birth and gave birth to a beautiful gold coin.

Seeing the couple's happy appearance, Song Yuan also consciously picked up the bag and left. She heard Wu Siyu said that she would be discharged from the hospital this afternoon and was taken to the confinement center. Now she cannot help here Busy, she stayed up all night, and she was really tired now.

Song Yuan thought that it was time to visit now, and she could visit Grandpa.

Bring the fruit Wu Siyu's husband bought to her and a box of yogurt. Grandfather Song is just getting up and preparing to drink porridge.

Grandpa Song looked at Song Yuan's tireless appearance and asked, "Your neighbor's little girl was born."

Yesterday Song Yuan also came to see Grandpa Song. Grandpa Song knew she was giving birth.

"I was born, a little girl with a fleshy flesh, so beautiful, she was born with double eyelids, but her skin was still very red."

Grandpa Song enviously said, "I don't know yet if there is that blessing that enjoys the treatment of four generations in the same room."

Song Yuan, who was hinted insanely, was silent.

Her cousins ​​and cousins ​​are all busy with work and career. Although the cousin is married, she is a firm Dink with her cousin.

"I hope I can stay outside when I have a baby in my homeland." Grandpa Song sighed. "You have a soft temper, I think you can find a good person, and you are afraid that you will be bullied when you encounter a poor family."

"It's still early."

"Forget it," Grandpa Song waved his hand. "You go back to rest. Today, your incompetent cousin came over. You've been up all night. Go back to bed earlier."

Song Yuan was really tired too, yawning constantly, and she wouldn't force herself at this moment, for fear that her grandfather wanted to introduce her to her again, she hurried out of the ward, and after a night she didn't dare She drove herself. This was a fatigued drive. She drove to the hospital door to prepare to go back.

Sitting in the car, counting Rong Ting's usual schedule, knowing that he was awake now, after thinking about it, he made a phone call with Rong Hui.

Rong Ye hadn't slept for almost a night, and he was taking Rong Ting to have breakfast at the hotel's cafeteria. He was still a bit nervous. Looking at the caller ID on his mobile phone, he swept away his fatigue and immediately became energetic.

"Hey."

Song Yuan didn't hold back, yawned again, and his voice was a little lazy, "It's me, you should get up."

"Well, I'm having breakfast." Rong Hong thought for a moment, in order to show that he is human now, he added, "Is your neighbor a life?"

"Born, it's a beautiful piece of gold." Song Yuan struck up her spirit. She didn't talk to Rong Hong and went straight to the subject. "I'm going back now. You help Rong Ting pack up things and I'll pick him up. "

Rong Hong can also hear the tiredness in her tone, and said, "You should have stayed for one night, it's still early, you go back and take a good rest and sleep. I just took him to swim in a hot spring, if you are convenient at noon , We can have a meal together, you said yesterday, to eat seafood. "

Song Yuan was groggy at the moment, and now it is not as good as it was then. After the college entrance examination, she stayed for one night, and the next day was just like nothing. I'm staying one night now, not to mention how uncomfortable it is, I just want to go back and lie down in the wild.

She is now returning Rong Ting. She is also sleeping. It is better to let Rong Ting swim in the hotel swimming pool.

"Okay." She did tell him yesterday and invited him to dinner. This meal is impossible.

After Rong Zheng hung up the phone, he saw his son staring at him eagerly, and then he said, "You have so much time to talk to her every day, isn't it enough?"

As for looking at him like this

Rong Ting ""

Why do I feel a bit resentful in Father Huang's tone.

Rong Ting has a prince's burden over swimming in a hot spring. Without a certain level of economic strength, Rong Hong is different. He still ca n’t make a pool with strangers. Sun Qiming was very insightful and went with him early The hotel manager greeted him and reserved the swimming pool and hot spring pool. Xie Jiacai's grand atmosphere, including a hot spring pool and swimming pool is not much. When Rong Ting followed Rong Huan into the hot spring pool and found that there were no people here, he was surprised. Finally, he concluded, "It looks like this hot spring pool is not good."

"How to say"

"No one is here. The resort where my grandfather took me to before had a lot of people in the hot spring pool."

The young man already has his own opinion. He knows that the more people line up at the tea shop, the more popular it is. It can be proven that this hot spring pool is the same. Now there is no one in the hot spring area. This hot spring How bad Chi should be, but he couldn't say much, after all, this was brought by his father.

Yung Wing ""

The father and son were in the hot spring. No one was here, and Rong Ting relaxed a lot. In the small pond, the two were not close.

Rong Hua asked Sun Qiming to prepare sparkling water for him.

He sat in the hot spring pool, unscrewed the bottle cap, and was drinking water.

Xie Yan likes to drink sparkling water, which is all in the refrigerator in his residence. He didn't get used to it at first, but after a long time, he also likes to drink it.

Rong Ting watched his father Huang drinking while he was in the hot spring.

This sparkling water is the appearance of a green glass bottle, and the bottle is also printed with English. At first glance, it really looks like sake.

Rong Ting naturally misunderstood that his father, the emperor, drank the same wine as his grandfather last drank.

In the face of his grandfather, he usually said what he wanted to say, and said what he wanted. In the face of his father, he really didn't dare to make his own demands and speak his true words.

It was just that his gaze was too strong, and Rong Hong glanced over his side to see the look he longed for.

Is he thirsty too

"You want to drink"

Upon hearing this tone, Rong Ting knew that there was a play, and nodded quickly, but after doing this, but felt that this was not appropriate, he whispered "I just wonder what it smells like."

Like this

Rong Hong originally wanted Sun Qiming to get another bottle of water. When he heard his son say this, he thought for a moment and passed the bottle in his hand, "Drink."

Rong Ting couldn't believe his ears. He thought he had heard it wrong. Is it as simple as that? The father gave him so easily.

It seems that ancient people are really different from modern people.

His grandfather, who has always been responsive to him, was very concerned about this matter, and resolutely refused to let him touch, even unwilling to taste it.

Father Huang can give him all the bottles, whatever he wants to drink.

Think about it this way, it is clear that modern people are more stereotyped than ancient people. Ancient people are more free and easy in drinking.

Rong Ting was afraid that his father would regret it, and he took the bottle quickly. He took a deep breath and was very religious, but he couldn't help but threw the mouth of the bottle near his mouth. Can i really drink "

"Of course, aren't you curious about what it smells like?" Rong Hong sighed in his heart. He used to be too harsh on him in the palace. Now it was just a sip of water, so carefully soliciting his opinions.

After Rong Ting got a firm answer, he hurriedly tried a small sip. He frowned, stretched out again, and took another sip.

The taste is not good, but it is not too unpleasant.

The more he tasted, the more he wanted to take a sip. After all, there were not many opportunities for drinking. After a few drinks, he almost drank the little wine left in the bottle.

Rong Hong looked at him seriously, and was also laughed, "Is it a bit strange?"

"En" Rong Ting nodded, the taste was indeed strange.

"It's good to get used to drinking."

Rong Ting was very excited. He felt that he was so bad that he actually drank. He used to read poetry, and those poets always praised how good wine is. This is a good thing to get drunk. It has been tasted at the age of, it is really amazing.

However, at the same time, he was a little bit puzzled. He had heard some interesting things from the minister before, such as the poor amount of alcohol in the champion champion. After drinking a few glasses of wine at the Qionglin feast, he was already drunk. How did he feel okay? Now he's taken a lot of sips. It really counts. This amount is equivalent to four or five glasses of wine in ancient times. Not to mention being drunk, he doesn't feel dizzy or even mental. Does he have a good drink? Is he a thousand-cup not drunk guy?

God, is he so good

Rong Ting was very proud. He straightened his back, and drank all the wine in the bottle with magnanimity. After drinking, his eyes were very bright, and he was very proud to say that the wine was nothing like this. He didn't feel so much after drinking.

Today is a memorable day, he drank

And he's drinking really well