In the fitting room, Xia Ling changed her clothes and was ready to go out. The mobile phone rang.

Xia Ling took a look at her mobile phone.

Is that Fu manyun's phone?

Xia Ling pursed her lips and connected the phone.

"It's me, Lingling. Congratulations on your remarriage with Yunting."

Fu manyun's gentle voice came from the phone.

Xia Ling hooked her lips, "thank you."

I hope she sincerely wishes their marriage.

"Tomorrow is Zizi's birthday. I invited some friends to help Zizi celebrate. You and Yunting are my closest friends in Haicheng. Can you come to celebrate Zizi's birthday?"

Tomorrow is the little guy's birthday?

Xia Lingmo said, "OK. I'm Zi Zi's aunt. I should have come."

Although she didn't want to have too much intersection with Fu manyun, the child was innocent.

"That's settled. I won't call Yunting because I know he listens to you now."

Fu manyun said and laughed. Xia Ling bent her lips and hung up the phone.

That sounds a little sour.

But that's the truth.

She can clearly feel the doting of her men.

It's really warm.

Xia Ling walked out of the fitting room in a good mood.

Outside, Fu Yunting has changed his clothes and is sitting on the sofa at will.

Even just sitting casually can't stop his noble temperament.

It seems that there is only some firmness between the eyebrows.

"Okay?"

Seeing Xia Ling coming out, Fu Yunting put away his thoughts and got up to take the small bag in her hand.

"Yes."

Xia Ling nodded and took his arm. "Fu manyun just called me and asked us to celebrate Zi Zi's birthday tomorrow."

Help Zizi celebrate his birthday tomorrow?

Fu Yunting's footsteps paused slightly, and his eyebrows frowned subconsciously.

Dunde hasn't found it yet. Celebrate your birthday at this time

Somehow, his heart was a little uneasy.

"What's the matter?"

Xia Ling felt that Fu Yunting's reaction was not quite right and asked.

"Wife, your body has just recovered and it's not easy to attend lively parties. Don't go tomorrow. I'll just give you a gift."

A little worried.

She'd better not go out at this time.

"No, I've promised her. I can't keep my word."

Xia Ling coquettish, "husband, I know you are worried about my body. Don't worry. I won't move much tomorrow, so I'll sit obediently. At least I'm Zizi's aunt. If I don't go, I'll disappoint him."

Don't make fu manyun feel like he has Joe.

What's more, if you let your husband participate alone, you may be taken out by someone who has a heart to say something.

After all, it was his first love.

He'll make people think if he doesn't bring his wife to the party.

Fu Yunting frowned and didn't want to agree, but he touched Xia Ling's black eyes and swallowed his objection.

He didn't want to scare her, so he'd better let her participate.

As long as he keeps close to her, there should be no big problem.

"Remember, if you can sit tomorrow, don't stand. You're not allowed to leave my sight, okay?"

"Er, husband, are you a little too nervous? My tyre appearance is stable and there will be no problem."

My husband made a fuss.

It's really warm and helpless.

"Anyway, it's always good to be careful. I don't want what happened last time to happen again."

"I know, husband, I find you more and more like my mother."

"Hmm? Don't think I'm wordy? Wife, I think you'd better not go tomorrow."

"Hey, husband, I'm wrong."

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