The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Jiang Yuting was dumbfounded and looked at Yang Xiaoqian blinking.

"You... Artin, I finally saw you." Yang Xiaoqian cried out, "do you know how much I miss you?"

Thought for a lifetime, read for a lifetime.

God must have heard the prayer in her heart, so he let her come back and let her see Jiang Yuting as soon as she opened her eyes.

"I miss you too." Jiang Yuting held Yang Xiaoqian tightly in his arms, "Yueyue, you scared me to death. I still thought... I thought you didn't want me."

The young couple hugged each other tightly.

Yang Xiaoqian gradually woke up.

That dream... So real.

Fortunately, it was a dream!

"You make me feel bad." Yang Xiaoqian's voice is a little hoarse.

"Don't leave me, OK?" Jiang Yuting loosened her a little, "I'm afraid if I don't hold on to you, you'll run away."

The voice of Jiang Yuting.

Some humble, even with a plea.

Yang Xiaoqian was stunned.

How could she run?

Just before he said what he wanted to say, he heard Jiang Yuting continue to say, "why don't we stop having children? I know you're fine."

what?

Yang Xiaoqian pushed Jiang Yuting away.

No children?

What does he mean?

Jiang Yuting was pushed to the ground by Yang Xiaoqian without noticing.

In her dream, the first thing she regretted most was that she didn't have a son and a half with Jiang Yuting, so she adopted the daughter by coincidence later.

But now, she finally had a child, and this guy didn't want it.

Hum

The white old man who just came in, "..."

"Such a weak chicken, Yang girl, why don't I introduce you a stronger one?"

He was pushed to the ground by his daughter-in-law.

This is either a porcelain touch or a weak chicken.

"You bad old man, this is our husband and wife's business." Jiang Yuting said angrily.

"Who told you not to have children?" Yang Xiaoqian covered her stomach and stared at him, "if you don't want to, you can leave here. I don't want to see you."

Jiang Yuting, "..."

I hate this little bean bag. I grabbed my mother from him before I came out.

How can I get it if it's born?

Jiang Yuting is so disgusted.

He thought to himself that when the child was born, he would be sent away, regardless of Lu Jingyun or Gu Lingling's family. Who would want it?

Yang Xiaoqian naturally didn't know what Jiang Yuting was thinking, let alone that he was thinking of sending the child away.

"I can't go." The white old man said faintly, glancing at the heavy rain outside the window, "I don't know when it's going to rain?"

There was some worry in his voice.

"I don't want it. I just love it very much. Look at this little guy. He's only a little bit small now, so he's tossing you like this." Jiang Yuting didn't answer old man Bai and said painfully.

Yang Xiaoqian's heart warmed. "It's like this before she gets pregnant. It's OK after three months."

It's impossible to keep vomiting like this.

"That won't work." Jiang Yuting frowned, "you can't be so disobedient."

Yang Xiaoqian, "..."

"Artin, this is our child." As soon as Yang Xiaoqian thought of the regretful look in her dream, she pulled Jiang Yuting's clothes, "I want to give birth to him, no matter how hard I suffer, I am willing."

Our children!

Jiang Yuting said sweetly, "well, then we'll be born."

It's a big deal to wait until the baby comes out.

HMM... that's a good idea.

Some two, "... Slag Dad!"