Chapter 1965 A Perfect Match (2)

"When my dad comes back, I will make him beat you. No, when the baby comes out, I will beat you to death. You dare to hurt me so much, I will beat you to death, I will beat you to death."

Jia Yin's little fists hit Ye Wu Ge like raindrops.

Ye Wu Ge felt that her entire scalp was about to be pulled off by her. Jia Yin was not a delicate woman like An Ziqi, and her fists were real fists.

It really hurts when it hits the face.

But he didn't dare to move, for fear of accidentally angering her.

An Ziqi stood at the door and watched the two people bickering while giving birth. After watching for a while, she finally couldn't help but sneered.

When Ye Wu Ge saw her, he felt like he saw a savior and hurriedly called her.

"Little An An, come and save me, if you don't come, my hair will be pulled out."

"I will pull you, I will pull you into a bald head, you big bastard, let's see if you dare to bully me in the future." Jia Yin shouted angrily and kicked him.

Ye Wu Ge's heart was about to jump out of his chest, and he didn't care about his hair anymore. He quickly reached out and held her legs.

"My little ancestor, stop moving, or you'll kick the baby out."

Seeing Jia Yin still making such a fuss, he knew she was fine.

An Ziqi couldn't help laughing on the side. No one else could have such a happy birth except the two of them.

Who would have thought that Director Ye, who was always venomous and arrogant outside, would be ravaged by his wife like this.

Watching the fun, he took out his phone from his bag and took a few photos of the two people on the bed.

Ye Wu Ge rolled his eyes at her, and his handsome face was deformed by being pulled.

His majestic image was completely ruined by these two women today.

Just as he was about to speak, Jia Yin had already bitten his hand again.

"Ah." Ye Wu Ge screamed exaggeratedly.

He was going to be tortured to death by these two women.

An Ziqi laughed out loud. Seeing Ye Wuge was about to collapse, she finally showed her kindness and stepped forward to rescue him.

She raised her hand and held Jiayin's hand, pursed her lips and smiled, "If you beat him to death, your son will have no father in the future."

"My son doesn't want a father, I can raise him myself."

Jiayin said angrily.

An Ziqi continued, "Then you pull his head bald, what if your son also becomes bald in the future?"

"Really?"

Jiayin asked with some doubt.

An Ziqi suppressed her laughter and nodded.

Jiayin's hand holding Ye Wuge's hair finally loosened.

Ye Wuge, who was standing aside, thought about his bald head and the little bald head following behind him. He couldn't help shaking, and a lot of hair was messed up in the wind.

He raised his hand and rubbed his deformed handsome face, and touched his head with lingering fear to make sure that the black and thick hair on it was still there.

An Ziqi looked at the reactions of these two people and almost laughed to death.

They believe such words.

Ye Wu Ge was secretly thankful that his hair was still there, when he saw Jia Yin's eyes were red, tears were rolling in her eyes, she sniffed at An Ziqi, and said aggrievedly, "Sister-in-law, it hurts."

His heart was instantly clenched. Jia Yin had received special training since she was a child, and she had suffered more injuries and hardships than him.

He also watched her grow up, but over the years, even if she was injured, he had never heard her cry out in pain.

How much pain must she have felt to shed tears and say such words to An Ziqi.