Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

After a deep talk with Huo Lin, Huo Hanxiao, who came out of his study, could not help but jump out of his eyes when he heard Jiang Fanxing's words.

50 million

150 million

Poor child.

Jiang Fanxing holding the spoon, bit a small chaos, feel his name from the very good.

Seeing Huo Hanxiao coming over, she asked for credit on her face, "husband, you see I've named our children!"

Huo Hanxiao walked over with sympathy on his face, "wife I don't think our children will like the name very much. "

"Ah? Why? "

"Well It's going to be ridiculed. "

Jiang Fanxing pouted, "no! Only those who are called Zixuan Zixuan and Yixuan will be ridiculed. Seven or eight kindergarten students will raise their hands by roll call. In the future, when you are old, when you dance square dance, grandma Zixuan and grandfather Zixuan Gee, goose bumps are up! "

Huo Hanxiao, "..."

"50 million and 150 million are good! There will be no double names, and it will remind them all the time how much their mother has paid to give birth to them The more Jiang Fanxing thinks about it, the better he thinks his name is!

Huo Hanxiao looks helpless. He takes a look at Ruan Qing.

Ruan Qing has the same face of helplessness and sympathy.

"That Even a nickname. Daming You can't be so casual. "

"You see, mom likes it very much."

Ruan Qing, "..."

Can't you see the bitter smile on my face????

Huo Linshen came over and said to his wife, "it's late. You should have a rest."

"Let's not worry about the name. We're thinking about it." Ruan Qing is not at ease of admonishing, then and Huo Linshen back to the room.

Jiang Fanxing continued to eat small wonton, "don't you like it?"

"It's not very nice Well, it's OK to listen carefully. " His words, under Jiang Fanxing's tiny squinting eyes, changed the front of the conversation.

Jiang Fanxing was satisfied. "Have a cucumber. It's crispy and delicious."

The pungent sour taste makes Huo Hanxiao hide subconsciously.

They say sour and spicy.

Look at her It's about having a son.

"I want to eat quickly. It's almost twelve o'clock!" Holding up the white porcelain bowl, Jiang Fanxing Gudong drank the thick soup.

Huo Hanxiao's eyes deepened. He knew what she was saying.

It's past twelve.

Twenty one days later.

It's day 22.

Poison in the body

"Well, I'm finished. Let's go back to our room! " Jiang Fanxing put down the bowl and ran into the kitchen.

Huo Hanxiao followed. Seeing what she was looking for, he asked, "what are you looking for?"

"Knife and bowl."

"What are you looking for?"

"Blood collection, detoxification for you!" Jiang Fanxing said without looking back.

Huo Hanxiao hugged her from behind, "don't look."

"Yes."

"Dr. tangy is ready."

"Ah? Well, I won't look for it. He must be better prepared than I am Jiang Fanxing was relieved when he heard this, "let's go back quickly."

"Daughter in law I can't bear it. "

She lost a hair, he would be heartbroken.

What's more, a knife on the body, a bowl of blood?

"Oh, don't be afraid!" Jiang Fanxing turned from his arms, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on his lips, "don't worry, I will always accompany you!"

Huo Han Xiao pecked the corner of her mouth, "I'm not afraid, I'm distressed."

"If you love me, pray that I have a daughter. I don't want to lose 150 million for nothing! It's all my hard-earned money. "

Huo Hanxiao did not return to her words, but continued to kiss her.

From the lip flap to the corner of the lip, to the tip of the nose, eyes, eyebrows, forehead.

Every time, with endless human tenderness.