Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

"Let your grandfather decide. Miss Yan and her child will be told about their grievances."

Young master Chu's lips are slightly cocked

Naturally, it's up to grandpa to decide.

After bathing, Yanyi people went downstairs to have a cup of hot milk. They saw Master Chu coming in with Qi Fenghe.

She was so scared that her hand shook that the milk almost spilled out.

Yan Yi people anxiously stare at Master Chu, frown at him, and ask him what's the matter?

Young master Chu did not change his face or look askance. He gave her a calm look.

"Grandma, it's so late. Why are you here?" Yanyi put down the milk, stood up and walked quickly to meet him.

Qi Fenghe raised her hand and asked her not to come over. "Sit down, you are still pregnant and not restrained."

No formality?

Isn't that a joke?

Yanyi people smiled bitterly in their hearts. They still stood by obediently and didn't immediately sit down. After qifenghe sat down, they poured her a cup of tea. "Grandma, you have tea."

"I will." Young master Chu was reluctant to let his wife work hard. He took the tea cup in her hand and handed it to Qi Fenghe: "grandma, the tea Yiren poured for you."

Does it need him to say?

Qi Fenghe has eyes and can't see by himself.

Protect the daughter-in-law to this extent, and invite contributions to this state

Qi Fenghe took over the cup, took a sip, and after chatting to express his meaning, he said in a low voice: "Miss Yan, I heard that..."

"Grandma." Young master Chu took Yan Yiren to the sofa and sat down. Hearing Qi Fenghe's just said an opening speech, he immediately turned his head and interrupted her, "just call her Yiren."

Qi Fenghe: "..."

Yan Yiren: "..."

Master Chu, is this compulsory intimacy?

Under the expectation of Master Chu, Qi Fenghe sighed a few times and changed his mouth abruptly Yi Ren, I heard ah Jin say that you are not scared today. Is it better now? "

Fright?

Is it about Sheng and late Qing?

Yan Yi's eyes were stunned for a moment, then he nodded.

"Don't take this matter to heart, it's the late Qing Dynasty."

"If the Iraqi people don't pay attention to it, have a long memory and always have a sense of vigilance, sooner or later, their children will be harmed."

Master Chu's words are to the point.

Qi Fenghe was speechless.

Time is not early, Qi Fenghe has experienced a farce, but also very tired.

As soon as the topic changed, she said softly, "I'll ask the chef to cook you some soothing soup and have a good sleep tonight."

"Thank you grandma."

After visiting Yanyi people, Qi Fenghe went back to the main house.

Yan baozi grabbed Master Chu's sleeve and nuzzled, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Master Chu touched her head, grabbed her waist and took her upstairs.

"You don't tell me!"

"It's nothing."

"I don't believe it!" If there were not a small bun in his stomach, Yan baozi would have hung on him and pestered him.

Now, with baozi, she can only weakly grasp his sleeve and shake it vigorously.

"Well, don't be coquettish." Master Chu laid her down on the bed, bent his fingers and flicked her forehead. "Go to sleep."

Yanbaozi reached out and made a gesture of holding. He flattened his mouth and didn't talk.

Master Chu could hardly cry or laugh. He pinched her soft face and said, "don't be coquettish."

"Nonsense, I'm cute!" Yanbaozi, with a small neck, is quite upright.