I wonder if when someone finally recovers their memory, they will cry themselves to death.
Pang Dun laughed heartily.
Well, after the birth, Thin Monkey and he would both be ordinary people.
It really seemed like a nice experience to look forward to.
Thinking of this, Pang Dun looked at Thin Monkey with a worried frown, "You should hold on a bit longer, okay? If not half a month, then a month is okay too. It seems that human babies who are born at six months can't survive. Soak some more, just soak, and your body will recover a lot, and you should be able to hold on."
So Pang Dun pushed Thin Monkey back into the spring water, and Thin Monkey began to blow bubbles again.
Pang Dun, frightened, quickly lifted his head out.
"Ah, a burden, I forgot, really sorry, ahahaha."
The burden continued to gnaw seriously on its toes.
Xu Niannian had been having dreams more frequently lately, strange dreams, with a baby always whispering to her.
