Wen Qing shook the water on her hair and yawned, "if you stay here all the time and refuse to go, maybe I will never be able to cash it."

Little mosquito thought about it, and then suddenly realized.

"I see. You're making people tonight, aren't you?"

Zheng Meijia

Who taught her son this word? I love it. I promise I won't kill him!

Smell Green took a bath, spread a body wine gas, face does not change color way, "right."

Little mosquito is a little curious, "how to make it?"

"You'll know that when you grow up."

Little mosquito

He left angrily and found that adults like to say that!

What do you know when you grow up? It's obvious that they don't want to say it. Hum!

Wen Qing squinted at Zheng Meijia with a pair of hazy eyes. With a smile, she leaned back on the chair and said lazily, "help me blow off my hair."

Zheng Meijia gladly took the hair dryer and stood behind him, her white fingers playing with his wet black hair.

"Wen Qing, can I call your husband openly now?"

Wen Qing's face was full of "you are too modest" expression, and said, "which time have you been not aboveboard before?"

With a smile, Zheng Meijia bent down and gave him a kiss on his side face. She cried sweetly, "my husband ~"

Wen Qing felt like she was hit in the heart for a moment. She turned her head, held her chin with her slender fingers, and expressed her thoughts with a long wet kiss.

Kiss kiss, two people rolled to bed.

The buzzing of the hair dryer is still going on. In this quiet space, it doesn't seem noisy. Instead, it covers the ambiguous breathing of the newly married couple on the bed.

"Jiajia, shall we have another child?"

Wen Qing's kiss fell on her and asked vaguely.

Zheng Meijia thought, "if you can promise to have a little Wenqing, I will promise you."

Wen Qing

Son wants sister, wife wants son, how should do?

He asked sincerely, "isn't it good to have a daughter? We already have little mosquitoes. "

Zheng Meijia said firmly, "no, we need to learn from xiaowenqing."

Little mosquito looks like her too much. She wants to have one like Wen Qing, which is the best of both worlds.

Wen Qing was silent for a moment and spat out, "OK, I'll try to keep up with the boss."

It's a one-off solution to the needs of both of them.

However, what Wen Qing said in bed did not count once.

Nine months later, Zheng Meijia gave birth to a very similar little Zhengtai.

Zheng Meijia

Little mosquito

Wen Qing's heart is broken.

The little mosquito looked at the wrinkled red monkey, glared at Wen Qing and roared, "liar!"

He ran to Huo Xiang's house, weeping and weeping all night, which made Huo Xiang laugh and cry for a long time.

Huo Xiang heard the daily life of the three members of his family from the mouth of the little mosquito, so he had to come to a conclusion.

They are very happy.

He was stunned for a long time. The corners of his lips rose slowly. It's time to let go.

The little mosquito came home the next day and looked at his ugly brother. He didn't think much of it.

Zheng Meijia sneered, "when you were a child, you were uglier than your brother. How could you have such a big face to dislike him?"

Little mosquito pointed at his mother angrily, "you don't like me when you have a younger brother!"

Zheng Meijia nodded, "yes, he is still young."

The little mosquito ran out of the bedroom crying. When he came downstairs, he saw Wen Qing, and he began to complain, "big liar! I must have been possessed by a ghost to believe you! Heartless man