Mr.President, don't be too bad

Xia Yiwan was silent for a moment, and then called lengyi.

They found a coffee shop and sat down.

"Late, I think you think too much." Yan smiled and frowned.

"You are so young, how can you be infertile?"

"I hope not, but what if?" Xia Yiwan covered her face with her hand.

"Si Mo loves you so much that he won't mind." Yan Xiao advised.

"But I mind!" Xia Yiwan looked up and smiled at Yan“ He is very kind to me. I can't repay him. If I can't even give him the children he wants, how can you make me feel at ease in the future? "

Yan Xiao stopped talking when she heard the speech.

The deeper you love someone, the more you will think about each other and take care of each other.

Empathy, if she is late, she may make the same decision as late.

Xia Yiwan sniffed: "well, let's not mention it first. Let's talk about you. I think you're in a good mood these two days. What's good?"

Yan smiled and blinked: "I am Yu Han. He confessed to me!"

She had planned to share it with wanwan yesterday, but she was in a bad mood. She had nothing to say.

"Ah! Really? " Xia Yiwan was excited: "smile, you're great!"

It's not easy for a proud and charming person like Yu Han to confess.

Yan smiled, hehe smiled.

"Tell me quickly, what is the original words of Emperor Yu's confession?" Xia Yiwan asked excitedly.

“……”

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The sun slowly moved from the east to the middle, and then slowly fell to the West.

A small piece of sunset shines into the living room of emperor jingtiancheng, and the whole living room is dark and cold.

Especially the man reclining on the sofa is full of thrilling cold.

"Smile, she has a stomachache. I'll check with her this afternoon and won't come back for dinner at noon."

The voice of summer night lingered in my ears, and the man's hand clenched tightly again.

She said this and hung up without mentioning anything about going to register this afternoon.

Then until now, I haven't come back.

She forgot?

Or she doesn't want to go?

Speechless bitterness surrounded Si mo. he closed his eyes and leaned against the sofa.

What is the reason and what is the difference?

She didn't pay attention to it at all.

After a while, SMER sat up again.

She shouldn't be what he thought.

Yan Xiao should have a bad stomachache, so she was in a hurry and didn't mention it.

If she didn't want to, she should have refused when he proposed, but she agreed, didn't she?

Sima was thinking, his cell phone rang, and he quickly reached for it.

It's just that it's not summer night.

"Hey, brother, do you eat hot pot in modern and ancient legends?" Tang Jin's voice came.

This ancient legend is a very famous hotpot shop in Jincheng. There is only one in the whole city.

"What's the matter?" Si Mo asked coldly.

"I just saw it late. If you're together, I'm going to make a table." Tang Jin sat in the car and looked at the hot pot shop not far away and said with a smile.

Sima's breath suddenly cooled several times.

Yan Xiao has a stomachache. Does she still eat hot pot?

"I didn't eat hot pot." Si Mo hung up after saying that coldly.

Tang Jin frowned slightly. Why did his brother's tone sound wrong?

Did you quarrel with night?

Forget it. He'd better not join in the fun. Tang Jin thought about driving away immediately.

In this ancient legend, Yan Xiaozheng filled his glass and stood up: "Chihiro, thank you so much this time."