Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mrs. LAN added, "don't you continue to teach?"

Old LAN stared at her: did you tear down her husband's platform like this?

But I'm afraid to hurt Tang Mu's heart, because the little guy is stupid, but his mind is very sensitive. At this time, he is looking at him with big eyes open, a cautious look, and an expression that I'll cry for you if you dare to show that you don't like me.

Old LAN Lingli is used to it. He is also afraid of the baby crying, especially his own granddaughter.

In fact, stupid is stupid. It doesn't matter at all. Stupid is cute.

Besides, isn't there Tang Nianchen in the future?

LAN Lao thought of the excellent child and felt much better. He thought that their little Tang Mu had earned money. Think about it. The Tang family had to raise children for them or lose an excellent son. How can it be cost-effective.

So old Lan was so excited that she even left Fu ran and Xiao Tang mu for a few more days, but Fu ran refused. She still wanted to go back to H city earlier.

Old LAN and Mrs LAN stayed for a long time, and Fu ran didn't agree.

In fact, she has other considerations. She doesn't want to see Lan Yu's troubles.

For her careful thinking, LAN always knew it well. Even if she thought about it, she kept it all night and took Xiao Tang Mu to the room to take care of her with Mrs. Xiao.

Mrs. LAN can't put down her love for villains. It's very painful. She's a little clumsy to take care of a baby for the first time, but she really put all her heart into it.

Finally, the baby was so tired that he fell asleep and lay on the big bed like a pig.

After watching it with Mrs. LAN for a while, she went to the living room to talk privately.

Mrs. LAN leaned on her husband's shoulder and whispered, "in fact, there is something like you in Xiao Tang Mu's eyebrows."

Then she lifted her finger and slowly stroked it twice: "here, here."

Blue old man showed a gentle smile: "no wonder you like it so much. It's Aiwu and the house."

Mrs. LAN glanced at him, "you're really getting older and more immoral."

Old Lan was in a good mood and leaned over and whispered, "am I old? Who said I was old and strong? "

As for the man who is about to start, he has a good career. Of course, he is interested in celebrating. Mrs. LAN glanced at him and said, "there are children here. It's not serious. They are all Grandpa."

Lao LAN smiled, poured himself a glass of red wine and drank it slowly, which was also a rare lack of self-discipline.

Mrs. LAN looked at him and poured herself a cup, especially softly celebrating for him.

While the old husband and wife were celebrating, Lan Yu was furious in the hospital——

After entering Fu Mingzhu's ward, he was in a coma with a high fever and hung drops. There was no nurse or doctor on duty. Lan Yu kicked open the door of the medical director on the spot, and his face was as black as Shura.

The Dean looked up and was stunned. He didn't speak quickly: "blue, less blue..."

Lan Yu stood at the door and lit a cigarette: "remember my last name!"

The Dean couldn't figure out what was going on. The little nurse at the door immediately came in and told him. The Dean looked gray and immediately arranged for the best doctor to treat him.

Lan Yu stayed there for half an hour. He was still burning. He didn't know whether he could live or not. He immediately dialed secretary general he, "please invite my father's private doctor to this hospital."

He reported the ward number again.

Secretary general he hung up the phone and thought it was not safe. He still supported old LAN first.