Lu Ziheng's birthday is July 14 of the lunar calendar.
It's September 1, the official opening day of a middle school.
What would you like to send?
Shen Qinghuan's mind began to run at full speed.
Yan Ruyu suddenly angry voice let her have to pause thinking.
"Men are really not good things!" Yan Ruyu is impatient. She even forgets that the hospital belongs to a public place. She glances at Shen Qinghuan path and goes straight downstairs.
Shen Qinghuan is afraid that Yan Ruyu will have any problems with her because she is in a mood. She follows her quickly.
The revolving door of the hospital hall.
Yan Ruyu forked her waist and, regardless of her image, pointed to Shen Haotian and swore.
Shen Haotian was scolded a little confused. Yan Ruyu grabbed him by the ear and complained about his faults.
"Xiaoyu." Shen Haotian covered his painful ears, suggesting that Yan Ruyu still wanted to give him face as a father in front of his daughter, "Huanhuan is still watching."
"You know your daughter is watching!" Yan Ruyu tugged at Shen Haotian's arm, "let me ask you, how many calls have I made to you? Where are you when something happened to your daughter? Since I'm not ashamed, I don't care about face! "
Shen Hao is naive and confused.
When she was a little girl in Russia, Xiaoyu was much more docile.
Is it difficult that she does not agree with Yan Ruyu's plan to give Huanhuan a younger brother, so she is angry?
But before boarding the plane, he had made it clear to Yan Ruyu that Huanhuan is now a girl in her teens. All of a sudden, another younger brother will make her feel that her parents don't love her.
Again, if Yan Ruyu is born again, she can be regarded as an old woman. How can Shen Haotian be willing to let her suffer this crime?
And before Huanhuan was born, Shen Haotian said to Yan Ruyu that even if their family's three orders came to him, he didn't care if the incense would be cut off.
If for this reason, Yan Ruyu is still angry with himself, he is really wronged.
"Xiaoyu. My cell phone is dead, and when did I say I care about face... "
"You don't care, and I care? If you have a date outside, tell me as soon as possible that I have my own hands and feet, and I'll live with joy! " Yan Ruyu interrupts Shen Haotian.
Shen Haotian: what did I do?
Lu Zhenting knows that as a man, he should never quarrel with an angry woman. He just followed Shen Haotian and insisted that if he hugged his father-in-law, he could give his son his daughter-in-law. So he took the initiative to run into Yan Ruyu's gun: "mother in law, I can testify that my father-in-law was always here when you called."
Yan Ruyu thought that Xiao San was so arrogant. She took the initiative to help Shen Haotian. She was ready to tear green tea.
Can talk to the mouth, stuck in the throat, as if there is something wrong.
This little three
There is an Adam's apple!!!
"Mom." Shen Qinghuan rubbed his nose and coughed softly. "This is Lu's father."
Yan Ruyu knew that she had made an own trouble, but she also had some problems.
"Haotian." She pursed her lips and pulled Shen Haotian's arm, revealing the childlike innocence of the children who just fell in love: "I just started a little heavy, do you still feel pain? Or I'll go home and shout for you. "
Shen Haotian's ears are slightly red.
Let the father-in-law, no, he has not fully recognized Lu Ziheng, so even if Lu Zhenting helps him out, he should keep calm.
"Let me see your hands." Shen Haotian pulled Yan Ruyu's little hand in the hospital hall without any scruples, gave a slight ha, and pressed it with his index finger: "the effects of force are mutual. It doesn't matter whether I feel pain or not. The key is that you can't hurt yourself by being angry with me. "