Black belly male god green plum wife

Chapter 737 Renovating a New House ([-])

He sure knows!
Tang Xu lifted Mu Han's collar aggressively, and before he had time to get angry, he was held down by two mothers and sat on the sofa.

"Xiao Xu,"

Xu Qiuping sat on her left: "You and Xiaohan have had your marriage certificate for a few months, and now is the most appropriate time to get married. I know you are afraid of trouble, so you don't need to deal with all the tedious matters of the wedding, you just wait for that day Be beautiful and be a bride."

Yan Hong sat on her right: "Xiao Xu, don't worry, our Mu family will not wrong you, we will follow the best etiquette, what brand of wedding dress do you like? LV, Dior, or Vivi King? Tell me, We'll make it for you right away."

Tang Xu rubbed his eyebrows: "Do I still have the right to refuse?"

"No."

The two spoke in unison, looked at her flat belly in unison, and said with a clear purpose: "Get married earlier, and have a big fat grandson sooner."

"Better have twins."

"No, triplets are more fun."

Tang Xu also looked down at her lower abdomen... No, what she was looking at was not the lower abdomen, but a womb dedicated to giving birth.

There is also another particularly hot gaze from the side, which seems to contain joy.

Tang Xu slowly turned his head and glared at him: What are you looking at!
He knows best if there is anything in her stomach; they are busy with tasks during this period, and they will consciously take safety measures every time...

Mu Han held her hand tightly without hesitation, and then assured the two mothers with a serious expression.

"I will redouble my efforts!"

Tang Xu's ears turned hot, and he raised his hand to hit him: "Don't you want to lose face? Why don't you try hard in front of them."

"Of course it is trying to make people."

Mu Han lightly held her patted hand, with a look of serious doting in his eyes, "I want a little princess like you."

Tang Xu answered subconsciously: "You are patriarchal! My son can't do it!"

son?
Mu Han frowned lightly.

If he gave birth to a son, that brat would definitely compete with him for his wife all day long.

"don't want!"

Thinking of this, Mu Han firmly shook his head: "You are responsible for giving birth to a daughter, not a brat."

Tang Xu rolled his eyes helplessly, hey, her family is patriarchal.

"I don't want to argue with you about this,"

She shook off his big hand: "Anyway, it's not up to us to decide, whether to have a daughter or a son depends on God's will."

If it's her wish, it's best to give birth to a kid who can scold and beat; he has to be like him, his eyebrows and eyes must be like him, and his voice must be like him, so that he can attract all the little lolis outside.

"Good good!"

Yan Hong and Xu Qiuping next to him were already grinning from ear to ear: "Anything is fine, if you don't have time to bring it, leave it to us!" The two promised, wishing to see the big fat grandson born immediately: "Although you give birth, we will take care of it!"

Tang Xu: "..."

She actually forgot that there were two empress dowagers sitting here beside her; now that it was over, their next step would be to come and trouble them every day to have a baby.

"The wedding is settled, and you all move back home during this time," Yan Hong thought for a while, "I'll ask Steward Li to find someone to decorate the place."

"Need not."

Mu Han refused: "Mom, I have already furnished a new house."

what?
Tang Xu narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned to look at him, when did he start playing mystery, and went to find another new house?
(End of this chapter)