Chapter 312: Holding Hands and Getting Pregnant Series

Lift your skull!

Oh, no, it’s lifting your red veil... No, it’s a white veil!

When he lifted it up a little, what Song Shuhang saw was a delicate little face, simple and elegant, with only a very light makeup on. She was a beautiful beauty. Although overall she looked somewhat heroic, there was a beautiful softness between her brows that instantly melted away her heroic spirit.

When he saw this face, Song Shuhang was confused - wasn't it any girl in his impression? Who is she?

Song Shuhang only felt that this face seemed familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen this girl.

Wait, isn't it related to my disappeared memory of the 'Mysterious Island'? Or is it the girl he came into contact with in his four-year memory of disappearing?

When Song Shuhang was thinking this, he slowly lifted up the white veil... Hey, something felt wrong.

What about hair?

Where's the bride's hair? They had already lifted the white gauze up to their ears, but still didn't see a trace of black hair. Logically speaking, from this position, shouldn’t we be able to see the bride’s shiny black hair?

I always feel something is wrong.

Song Shuhang lifted the white veil up a little further. Originally, after the white veil was lifted up, it could be hung on the bride's hair and then dragged behind the bride. It was very beautiful.

But when Song Shuhang lifted it up, there was no hair to hang on the white veil, and it was completely lifted up at once.

The next moment, a bright bald head appeared in front of Song Shuhang. In addition, the lights on the wedding chapel were very bright, and the bright bald head suddenly reflected a dazzling light.

Ahem... Where's the shiny black hair that I promised?

Song Shuhang hurriedly grabbed the white veil and hung it half back on the bride's head.

The beautiful bride did not panic. There was still that mysterious smile on her lips. Calm and calm.

"Let us bless this newlywed couple!" The pastor's psychological quality is very strong. He clapped vigorously, leading all the relatives and friends in the church to applaud vigorously and send cheers and blessings.

Song Shuhang's mind was blank at this time. There was only a bright bald head, using various angles to release 'light refraction light waves' into his brain. This terrifying light wave,

Song Shuhang was stunned as he shot.

After a while. Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

I remembered! He remembered where he had seen his 'fiancée'.

Isn't this the 'Nine Deng' nun that Lady Onion remembers?

Why did he suddenly appear in front of me and marry him? Are you kidding me? I only saw her once in my dream, right? Although it was said that in Lady Onion’s memory dream, he and Lady Onion were having sex together.

But that's just a dream!

Why did she come over to marry him? Director, who wrote this script? He took it out and chopped it up, and even whipped the corpse after it was chopped up.

No, wait, let me calm down.

Could it be that he met her when he was on the 'Mysterious Island'?

Because in the memory, there is a cause and effect line on Lady Onion. Linking myself, Onion Lady and her in the Sky City.

And then, because I made a lifelong pact with her on the mysterious island?

It's very possible. Damn it, why are all the memories on the mysterious island gone? Even if you leave a clue, I won't be so passive.

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Song Shuhang's mind was filled with confusion.

In front of him, from beginning to end, the 'last wife', oh that's right, now the 'married wife', never said a word.

Just like that, the wedding was completed.

Song Shuhang and his 'wife' were escorted by their relatives and friends, and entered the bridal chamber - there should have been a scene where the bride and groom went out to toast.

But because Song Shuhang had been suffering from "dementia" for four years, all these processes were saved. Everyone can understand it.

Next, is it time to get married?

Is this the rhythm for me to bang the bride? Will it be harmonized? The management is so strict now?

At this time, the wife made a soft voice: "Shuhang."

"Yes, I'm here." Song Shuhang replied stiffly.

"One moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold, let's have a baby." The wife's face was expressionless, but her cheeks were red and she looked very shy.

"Isn't this a little too fast? Giving birth to a child is a matter of a lifetime." Song Shuhang swallowed: "At least let me find out what happened in the past four years? For example, is it on the mysterious island? What happened to us? You should know, I don’t have that memory."

"These things are not big problems. I have a lifetime to explain to you, so don't talk too much. Come on, let's hold hands first." The wife took off her white wedding gloves and handed her little hand to Song Shuhang.

"Holding hands?" Song Shuhang stepped forward in confusion and held his wife's little hand.

"Well, then we can have the baby." The wife replied seriously.

"What?" Song Shuhang looked incredulous.

"This is the current rule. Even in the bridal chamber, we can't do anything. The most harmonious thing we can do is hold hands. After that... we can have children." The wife said shyly: "By the way, I plan to have a boy first and then a girl."

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Song Shuhang felt that his brain was going to burn out.

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time flies?

In the blink of an eye, ten months passed.

Yes, that’s right…in the blink of an eye. Song Shuhang held his wife's white and tender little hand and blinked. Then, he had appeared in the delivery room of the hospital.

His wife lay on the bed with a weak look on her face, looking at him in a daze with soft eyes.

Next to them, Father Song and Mother Song had exaggerated smiles on their faces.

Song's mother smiled happily and said, "Where's the boy? His father is a boy. We have a grandson."

"Ha, it's really not easy. Look at this child's nose. It looks like Shuhang. This little face is so round and cute." Father Song's big palm gently nodded on the baby's face. , and dare not really touch the baby's skin with fingers for fear of hurting the child.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

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Time continues to fly.

In the blink of an eye again, Song Shuhang found that his son had grown up, two years old. She was riding on his neck, calling happily.

He stood blankly in the back yard, grabbing bamboo leaves with his son. Beside him, the mysterious wife had a peaceful smile on her face.

She actually had a head of black hair. Not long, shoulder length, but pretty! The long hair took away the heroic spirit from her face and added to the softness between her brows.

"Shuhang." Quiet wife Rouju said, "Let's hold hands again. This time, I want to give birth to a lovely girl."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Then, he resolutely stretched out his hand, took his wife's little hand hard, and shook it.

Then, he blinked his eyes actively and forcefully.

Well, time flies again. As soon as I close my eyes, as soon as I open them, it will be ten months later.

He appeared in the hospital again. His three-year-old son was still riding on his neck, his cute eyes staring at his mother on the bed.

The wife lay weakly on the bed with a happy face: "Shuhang, this time it's a daughter. Do you like her?"

Song Shuhang: "..."

Beside her, Song's mother laughed triumphantly: "Daughter, it's my daughter. I'm holding my granddaughter."

"Haha, it's great. I can be a grandpa and a grandpa again in the future." Father Song rubbed his hands and carefully looked at the baby in Mother Song's hands.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

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Song Shuhang took the initiative to blink his eyes again.

This time, the time span is larger, three years.

The six-year-old son has already gone to school, and the cute three-year-old daughter is dressed in beautiful clothes by her wife, with a long ponytail, cute little boots, holding a balloon in her hand, and playing in the small yard. .

The wife stood aside softly, her long hair reaching her waist.

"Isn't it over yet?" Song Shuhang sighed silently in his heart. Although he didn't know what was going on, there was obviously something wrong with the world in front of him.

He pinched himself secretly, but this world is not a dream...

"Dad, Dad, aren't you happy?" At this time, the cute three-year-old daughter ran over, hugged Song Shuhang's calf, raised her head, and revealed her big black eyes.

"Huh?" Song Shuhang looked at his daughter in confusion.

"If you're not happy, how about Xiaomiao giving you a smile. A smile will make you happy, right?" As she said that, her daughter showed a bright smile.

This is...the smile of a goddess.

Song Shuhang suddenly felt that his whole body was healed.

For a moment, he felt that as long as he had such a lovely daughter and son, he would have the motivation to survive even if the world was full of strange places!

Having a daughter is great.

Song Shuhang bent down and picked up his daughter.

Just when he was about to enjoy the interaction between father and daughter and see more of his daughter's cuteness, suddenly, his vision went dark.

When the light returned again, he had appeared in a huge and familiar church.

Next to him were Mother Song and Father Song, who were obviously much older.

Song's father sighed: "It's so fast. In the blink of an eye, even Ren'er is getting married. It seems like yesterday, our silly Shuhang just got married."

Song's mother looked sad: "Time is not forgiving. In the blink of an eye, Ren'er is about to have a child. We are all going to have great-grandchildren."

Damn it, I was just about to enjoy the cute interaction with my daughter, but why is it that my son is getting married all of a sudden? The time span is too big - give me back my cute daughter!

In addition, there seems to be something strange in what Father Song said just now? Ren'er is my son... didn't he just get married? Why do you even have a child?

This logic is wrong!

Soon, Song Shuhang understood the answer.

After his son ‘Ren’er’ stepped onto the red carpet, the bride came wearing a beautiful wedding dress, but her belly was bulging - she was getting married!

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

His wife gently held his excited hand and smiled at him. At this time, her long hair had reached her thighs. It was so long! (To be continued.)

ps: The month is finally coming to an end, so I’d like to ask for a monthly pass. . And, a new month’s guaranteed monthly pass tomorrow!