Chief husband, strong love!

"You... Remember everything?" The night old man looked at him carefully.

"Yes, Grandpa, I'm sober and know what I'm doing. I don't care about what you lied to me for the time being, but don't meddle in my business."

The night old man couldn't speak to him. He didn't even have time to think about it. He wanted to argue with himself.

I just think his grandson looks like this now, but it really doesn't look like remembering his wife's death.

Yesheng Ting was angry when he was looked at by grandpa's eyes. "What else do you want to say?"

"Where's Xiao Jiu?"

He took his pocket and said casually like the weather, "she's there. I'll pick it up at night. You just came back and have a good rest so that you won't be able to sleep well."

Master ye: "

Ten thousand of his old men didn't believe it. Xiao Jiu handed it over to other women, just afraid to disturb his rest.

Master Ye just knew about it, and naturally he also opposed it.

I was still angry that the third man didn't say a word. He didn't tell himself that such an important thing had not been done.

I'm not afraid that woman makes yeshengting remember everything.

He thought he knew that his grandson, other women, looked like Shen Enron again, and that was someone else.

Who knew he was beaten in the face at an old age.

Since ye Shengting accepted it, ye Laozi actually had no objection.

He coughed and began to say, "I know a little about Miss Mu's family background. Although his father's background is a little complicated, the girl should be very simple. So... When will you propose marriage?"

The boss was willing to start over. He agreed again, but he was afraid that he would only be reminded of sadness when he saw the woman.

It seems that after three years, he has accepted it.

The night old man was thinking that since they had no problem in both big and small, they would go to have a kiss earlier.

Who knows, as soon as he asked, he heard a cold sneer from the man, with a firm tone, "Mu Xi'er? Don't marry!"

The night old man's eyes stared, "you have a hot fight with others and don't plan to get married?"

Ye Shengting didn't bother to say, "Grandpa, I came back to tell you to leave my business alone. My wife is only one and has no intention of bigamy. You'd better continue to go on vacation and I'll explain to you later."

The night old man was speechless. When he saw him go, he suddenly reacted.

Only one wife??? No bigamy?

It's over. His grandson's memory is restored, but there may be something wrong with his spirit

*

Night Xiaojiu had a happy dinner at Shen Enron's house.

Fortunately, the uncle didn't come. He can have a world of two with mommy.

Who knows, just after dinner, someone knocked at the door.

"My father must have come to pick me up." Night Xiaojiu was tangled. It was more important to go back to see Grandpa teach his father, or to stay here.

Shen Enron just heard from him that grandpa came back and estimated that he must leave tonight.

Grandpa must have regarded Xiao Jiu as a treasure. He was not taught by Ye Shengting to be a small iceberg.

So when grandpa came back, she also thought Xiao Jiu would go back to coax Grandpa.

The door opened, and sure enough, the man with deep eyes stood at the door.

Night Shengting lifted his eyes and swept her house. There was no one else.

Shen Enron squatted on the ground, "Xiao Jiu, go back and coax grandpa too happy. You know? It's not easy for your grandpa to take you."

Ye Xiaojiu nodded skillfully, "you haven't kissed me yet!"

Yesheng Ting: "

He looked down and saw her kiss her son left and right.

Then yexiaojiu jumped up again and said goodbye in the same way.

He wore a dark face and waited for a long time before the two kissed.

"Mommy, I'm leaving. Bye!" Yexiaojiu waved to her.

Shen Enron leaned against the fence and waved to him.

Yesheng Ting looked at her without blinking

This woman seems to forget everything after kissing her son

[I can't hold on. ANN is seriously ill today. I can only do this for the time being. I don't know if she will be better tomorrow. Write as much as you can. Make up later.]