My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4950 FERNANDEZ, MARY JOY

Qiao Mu thought that could only be the case. The unstable body was not a day or two thing.

In the Chilian sanctuary, she had recovered a piece of her soul fragments, which had stabilized her spirits a lot.

Without the help of the Soul Body Fragments, I am afraid it will take longer to recover.

Qiao Mu stroked the palm of her left hand subconsciously. Sometimes she seemed to be able to feel the Fuxi sword in her body, and she couldn't wait to jump out of it.

Almost there, old friend, and I will be able to meet you soon.

"Your Majesty." A dark guard hurriedly walked into the artifact chamber and stood at the door, paying respectfully to him.

"Jojo, dinner is ready for you. You go eat first. I'll see what happens."

Qiaomu glanced at him, and nodded as he crawled out of his sleeping bag. "What do you want to tell me?"

These people, they always like to hide everything from Jojo, especially hate.

"Okay." Broken Moon smiled and nodded, turning and leaving with the whispering dark guard.

Master Qiao Qiao rolled out of his sleeping bag grinningly, and touched his slightly hot belly, his eyes suddenly flashed.

It's strange that she can almost grasp the rules of baby now.

It will definitely remind her to get up to eat when it is time to eat!

Three meals a day and two snacks are appropriate. When the time comes, the stomach will become slightly warm.

This is the master inside reminding himself, eat quickly.

The child must be a foodie, the small face paralyzed and said blankly.

Like his father, sure!

Six dishes and one soup for dinner, small facial paralysis is very good.

Mo sat on the stool aside and watched her eat blankly.

After eating the small facial paralysis, the chopsticks were set aside and the stomach felt slightly warm.

"My mother can't eat any more, and I don't have enough food." She muttered to herself and raised her hand to touch her belly.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Broken Moon coming in with a plate of grilled fish with all colors.

"Jojo, this colorful magic fish ..."

Qiao Muteng stood up, ran down his calf, ran to his side, and thoughtfully passed the plate in his hand.

Strangely, the stomach seemed to be very eager for this colorful magic fish, and obviously could not eat it anymore.

"What's wrong, Jojo."

"It's okay." Qiao Mu picked up his chopsticks and experimentally clamped the ordinary braised fish next to it.

The belly was turbulent and there was no reaction at all.

She turned to catch the colorful magic fish, and her belly warmed up instantly, like the baby Mo urged her to move quickly through her belly ...

Qiao Mu thoughtfully tried a few more dishes, then immediately set aside chopsticks.

Her baby seems to be more interested in food with his own power.

As soon as her chopsticks moved to food containing divine power, her stomach would become warm to varying degrees.

Is this a signal for her? Master Qiao Qiao could not laugh or cry, there was an urge to roll his eyes.

This baby has n’t been born yet, she ’s only a little older, so she controls her mother ’s daily life and diet!

But today she eats too much ordinary food, and she doesn't want to eat any more magical food. Forget it, try again tomorrow.

Moonbreak sat next to her, watching her chopsticks move to the east for a while, and then to the west for a while, and her gaze followed her back and forth, "Don't you eat?"

"Eat up."

"Get up and walk, I'll accompany you to digestion." The broken moon's eyes shifted to her belly, and he asked softly, "Does he know?"

"I don't know." Qiaomu was frustrated.

"It's a pig."

(End of this chapter)