Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 78

"Guoguo, can a good person not drink the forgetful soup?"

In my brother's story, the bad guys don't matter, but the good guys all drank Po Meng's soup in the end and forgot their previous life. Guoguo was very sad and discussed with him.

Yang Fan was helpless: "Mother Meng has the final say on this matter, but I don't care."

Guoguo was very frustrated, and after a while she said seriously to Yang Fan, "Guoguo, if I see Granny Meng, I must beg her not to give me soup."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Meng Po soup is delicious, [-] times better than the soup made by my brother."

"Is that so?" My brother's soup was already so spicy and delicious, ten thousand times as delicious, Guoguo swallowed: "Then I'll drink a little bit, just a little bit."

"A little bit, you may forget a lot of people and things." Yang Fan said.

"Is that so?" Guoguo was tangled, but in the end she said firmly: "Although it sounds delicious, I will definitely pour it out secretly."

"Why?" Yang Fan asked.

Hiding under the covers, Guoguo, whose eyelids started to fight, whispered, "Because, I don't want to forget Guoguo."

Yang Fan pointed at the little girl's defiant little face, and before she could speak, the Thirteenth Aunt behind her shook her shoulder: "What about me?"

"I don't know." Guoguo was drowsy, her eyes closed, and her voice was soft as a mosquito: "Mom, I'm going to sleep."

Aunt Thirteen shook her: "Sleep before you finish talking!"

Yang Fan, who was sitting beside the bed, quickly squeezed Aunt Thirteen's hand: "Let her go, let her go."

Aunt Thirteen let go, but then pulled the quilt up, covering Guoguo's entire body.

Yang Fan quickly pulled the quilt down, exposing Guoguo's head.

The little girl has fallen asleep.

"Guoguo, Guoguo?" Yang Fan called out to the little girl in a low voice.

The little girl didn't respond and fell asleep.

Yang Fan got up and said to Aunt Thirteen, "Then I'll go back."

Aunt Thirteen didn't speak, and pulled the quilt up again, covering Guoguo's head.

Yang Fan pulled it down.

Aunt Thirteen pulled up again.

"Why are you still angry with a child?" Yang Fan said, pulling the quilt down at the same time.

"I haven't fallen asleep yet." Aunt Thirteen put the pillow at the head of the bed aside and lay down slowly.

Yang Fan sat down again.

Dignified during the day, as soon as she goes to bed at night, she becomes a girl who needs to be coaxed to sleep.

However, as the romantic genius said, the woman on the bed is the most moving.

Even though Aunt Thirteen only showed a head, Yang Fan felt that the scenery was unique here.

The blue silk, which is usually like a waterfall, is scattered on the pillow at this time, like falling on a calm lake, with layers of ripples swaying.

"Going to the feast of feasting in the world, and seeing the beauty of the world. Thirteenth Aunt, if I had known you five years ago... I graduated from high school five years ago, I should have been in my freshman year and could fall in love." Yang Fan said a little. regretfully.

Aunt Thirteen's eyes slowly turned red, and she pulled the quilt up to cover Guoguo's head.

Yang Fan couldn't take it anymore: "You want to suffocate her?"

Said to pull the quilt down.

Aunt Thirteen turned over, turned her back to Yang Fan, and got angry.

"I'm going back." Yang Fan got up.

Aunt Thirteen pulled the quilt up, covered her head, and said in a muffled voice, "I haven't fallen asleep yet."

"I don't care." Yang Fan can't do anything about the dignified Aunt Thirteen in the daytime, and can't do anything about Aunt Thirteen who is a girl in bed at night, so he can only choose to ignore it.

"If you dare to leave this room, I'll... I'll shake Guoguo up!" A muffled voice came from the quilt.

Yang Fan had to turn around and return to the position just now.

Only then did Aunt Thirteen show her head from the quilt.

As soon as it was exposed, he saw Yang Fan lift the quilt and pick up Guoguo.

gone!

Aunt Thirteen quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on cotton slippers, and followed behind Yang Fan: "Guoguo give it back to me..."

"I'll go back to sleep, it's getting late." Yang Fan glanced at Guoguo, who fell asleep in his arms and was taken away and sold, and he turned around and walked back, putting her back on the bed.

Aunt Thirteen obediently returned to the bed, hid under the covers and asked Yang Fan, "Why didn't Qianqian come tonight? Did you quarrel again?"

"She has her own business." Yang Fan covered Guoguo with a quilt.

"What's the matter?" Thirteen Aunt asked.

"Playing with friends doesn't mean you have to tell each other everything, you have to have your own time and space." Yang Fan said.

"That's not necessarily. People who like you will want you to take care of her more and care about everything the best." Aunt Thirteen disagreed with Yang Fan's opinion.

Yang Fan originally wanted to say that you seem to be a love expert, but he was so miserable, so he didn't say it in the end.

Kind of hurts.

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't speak, Aunt Thirteen said, "If I were a few years younger, I would definitely admire you very much. You seem to be really good, but you're just short of the starting point."

Yang Fan knew that she wanted to say that he was from a bad background, for fear that it would hurt his self-esteem, so he put it another way.

"Well, but it's okay, I don't envy those who have a high starting point." Yang Fan was very calm.

"You must have suffered a lot when you were a child, worked so hard, and finally found it useless." Thirteen Aunt asked.

"Well, I've suffered a lot and I've been depressed. It's pretty good now. The work in the TV station is what I like." Yang Fan sat on the chair, leaning against the back of the chair, chatting with Aunt Thirteen.

The way to coax her to sleep can be storytelling or chatting.

"Xiaofan, have you joined the party?" Aunt Thirteen asked suddenly.

"I entered the university." Yang Fan replied.

"Do you want to be a civil servant?" Aunt Thirteen became interested.

"No need, I really like my current job." Yang Fan knew what Aunt Thirteen was going to say next, and politely rejected her kindness.

Aunt Thirteen was a little disappointed: "I think you are quite suitable for a career. If you have ideas and can make political achievements, you will move up quickly."

"The premise is to marry Qianqian, right?" Yang Fan asked.

Aunt Thirteen shook her head and said a little proudly: "My father is also very good. My grandmother is in Yanjing now, and she hasn't retired yet. She said that she has to wait for my father to enter Beijing."

"That makes me a little envious of your family." Yang Fan exclaimed: "It's not that the family does not enter the house, Sansheng is fortunate to meet you, even if you are sad and sad."

"What nonsense, what is sad and not sad, what a shame." Thirteenth Aunt said angrily, what is going to the world's amazing banquet, and seeing the world's prosperous face, it should be going to the world's amazing banquet, talking and laughing without emotion.

Does this guy have any feelings? His eyes are full of amazement when he looks at others, but he can sit in meditation as an old monk, and Mount Tai collapses in front of him without making a sound.

"That's not to say." Yang Fan smiled.

Aunt Thirteen asked, "Do you know what love is for someone like you?"

"I know, male and female love, popularly speaking, is the mating of males and females." Yang Fan said.

A flash of Feixia suddenly appeared on Aunt Thirteen's face, and she picked up the pillow next to it and threw it at Yang Fan: "I'm not asking you this, what I'm asking is, do you know what love is?"

Yang Fan wondered, "Isn't this the same question?"

Aunt Thirteen blushed, got into the bed, and said loudly inside, "I mean, do you understand what love is?"

(End of this chapter)