I, the first son, became a woman

Xia Juan, who was about to speak just now, only felt that he was choked all of a sudden.

The breath stuck in her throat, almost suffocating her.

"Uh-cough cough! Cough cough cough cough!"

Looking at Mrs. Zhou with a ferocious face, she wanted to say something.

But aside.

Xia Juan was stunned by this breath again, he couldn't speak, he kept coughing, his face was flushed.

"Oh, you child!"

"How can you choke when you talk?"

"Oh! If my grandson and granddaughter are born later, I must go to help!"

He shook his head helplessly and sighed.

At the same time, Mrs. Zhou quickly reached out her hand and kept patting Xia Juan's back.

Watching the scene where the two mothers and daughters are deeply in love.

Mo Muqing grinned, and couldn't help squinting her crescent-like eyes happily.

"Mom, you—cough cough!!"

He reached out and patted his chest.

Feeling that breath was finally swallowed, Xia Juan sat up with snot and tears.

"mother……"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Xia Juan grinned and looked at Mrs. Zhou.

"What are you talking about!!"

"I said to get married, but I didn't say to have children!"

nonsense!

I don't want Ye Ning to touch it.

Still want me to have a baby? !

He curled his face awkwardly.

Xia Juan felt his face was a little hot.

But I don't know if it's because of shyness and embarrassment.

It was also caused by the severe cough just now.

"Silly boy."

Pursing her lips and smiling, Mrs. Zhou looked like someone who had come here.

"If you get married, you will naturally have one."

She reached out and took Xia Juan's hand.

"What's more, I think Ye Ning is strong and strong, and his figure is strong enough..."

Covering her mouth, Mrs. Zhou smiled slightly.

"Juan'er, you girl picked a good husband!"

? ? ? ! !

? ? ? ?

"mother!"

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

"I'm... I'm..."

I don't want to be with someone surnamed Ye... so what!

He has a strong body, good physical strength, and great strength...

It's not my business? !

Humph……

Subconsciously touching his face, he felt that he was getting hotter and hotter.

Xia Juan looked at Mo Muqing who was beside her, and quickly smiled awkwardly but politely.

"My mother... is more humorous..."

"Hahaha... Strange, why is it so hot in winter...!"

Pretentiously fanning it with his hands, as if he was in the summer.

Xia Juan glared at Mrs. Zhou viciously, and became angry.

Chapter 601 Matchmaker Project

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, mother."

Seeing Xia Juan puffing out her cheeks like a hamster.

Although angry, but very cute.

For a moment, Mrs. Zhou couldn't help grinning, and stretched out her hand to pinch Xia Juan's little baby cheek.

"My Juan'er is so cute..."

"hiss……"

Feel a pain in your cheek.

Xia Juan was about to resist.

But after thinking for a while, he still put down his hand and could only shake his head helplessly.

Facing his parents, he really... still looks like a child.

On the outside, I punched and beat everyone I didn't like!

At home, I was obsequious, like a toy, and let my mother ravage me.

My life is really hard...

But luckily.

In a month or two, I will be free.

It's time to arrive at Ye's house... Humph!

The guy surnamed Ye still has four conditions in my hands.

Destined to be trampled under my feet and bullied.

At that time, I really turned around...

When he thought of stepping on Ye Ning, if the other party was disobedient, he would drop him with a candle and beat him with a whip!

Xia Juan was triumphant and satisfied.

Nodding her head, she felt that Mrs. Zhou had already let go of her hand.

Xia Juan rubbed her cheeks, and gave Mrs. Zhou a reproachful look, but it was like she was looking at a child.

People say that the older you get, the more you look like a child.

This point can be described as vividly reflected in Mrs. Zhou.

After all, it was in Xia Juan's impression.

When I was young, my mother...but she was not so lively and cheerful, and she liked to fight.

perhaps……

It was the children who left the side one by one.

It must be lonely.

For a moment, I couldn't feel angry anymore.

Xia Juan took a deep breath, put down her hands rubbing her cheeks, and glanced at Mrs. Zhou.

"Okay mother, Mu Qing and I still have something to talk about, why don't you go back first."

Xia Juan just finished speaking.

Before Mrs. Zhou could speak, Mo Muqing stood up and took the first step.

"No need Xia Juan."

Mo Muqing looked at Mrs. Zhou, then at Xia Juan.

"I just came here to catch up with you when I heard the news that you were getting married recently."

"If Auntie has something to do, you should be busy first."

She smiled and nodded at Mrs. Zhou, full of respect.

"Mu Qing, are you leaving?"

Xia Juan was surprised, but he was not overly persuaded or surprised.

"Then why don't I send you off?"

"No, I'll just leave by myself."

Shaking her head, Mo Muqing patted her clothes, turned around and was about to leave.

She just took a step.

Behind him, Mrs. Zhou heard a voice and hurried up.

"Master Mu Qing, Juan'er is getting married next month, you must come!"

Mrs. Zhou flicked her handkerchief, covered her mouth and laughed.

"That's natural."

Hearing Mrs. Zhou calling her to stop, Mo Muqing quickly stopped and nodded.

"Xia Juan helped me a lot and took good care of me when I was in the capital."

"She is one of the few friends of mine, Mo Muqing."

"Auntie, when she gets married, Mu Qing will naturally come to celebrate her!"

He said to Mrs. Zhou respectfully.

Mrs. Zhou likes Mo Muqing's thoughtful manners, well-behaved and sensible appearance.

"Juan'er, look at Princess Mu Qing."

"This is everyone's lady!"

"correct……"

As if suddenly thinking of something, Mrs. Zhou suddenly grabbed Mo Muqing's hand, her eyes widened.

"Princess Mu Qing, do you have a marriage?!"

"Forehead……"

Three black lines fell from his forehead at once.

Mo Muqing's voice stopped abruptly, she kept smiling awkwardly, and couldn't help but look back at Xia Juan.

Xia Juan quickly reacted and walked towards Madam Zhou.

"Mom! What are you doing?!"

"I think Princess Mu Qing is such a good girl, but she must marry a good family!"

Mrs. Zhou glared at Xia Juan, and then quickly looked at Mo Muqing again.

"Princess, I have a list of hundreds of family princes, they..."