The campfire crackled and smoke drifted around in the breeze.
At this time, Mo Liangyu carefully protects Ying Feifei. He sniffs the smell in the air and blocks Ying Feifei's mouth and nose with the back of his hand. "Daughter in law, do you choke?"
Ying Feifei's eyes are smiling. She pulls down his hand and shakes her head. "No, I'm fine. Don't worry."
"If you don't feel comfortable, you must tell me, don't fight hard, you know?"
Mo Liangyu not at ease to exhort a, the vision also has a very serious ground Piao her stomach.
Seeing this, Ying Feifei shook off his hand with a smile and feigned anger: "are you worried about me or your son?"
Mo Liangyu was stunned, and immediately replied, "I'm worried!"
"Hum, a man's mouth, a liar!" Ying Feifei said and turned his head, but in the place where Mo Liangyu couldn't see, he simply laughed.
She has a secret that she hasn't told the fool.
Before she came to pingsu mountain area, she secretly went to Muhe maternal and child center and asked Dean Zhao to check the gender of the fetus for her.
Maybe Mo Liangyu is a fool. She is a boy in her stomach!
After Ying Feifei smiles, she slowly turns her head and looks at Mo Liangyu's handsome face.
"Daughter in law, I'm really worried about you. Are you angry?"
At this time, Mo Liangyu tentatively reaches out his hand to hold Ying Feifei, and there is no lack of prudence in his words.
This kind of Mo Liangyu is like a retarded Han Han.
When Feifei thought of this, she laughed. She raised her hands, pinched his cheek, pulled it twice, and then joked: "I'm joking. Are you really stupid?"
Mo Liangyu let her hands make trouble on her face, "as long as my daughter-in-law is not angry, I can be a fool!"
This words, very good to hear, let Ying Feifei's heart a piece of boiling hot.
Mo Liangyu is a man who spends a lot of time before marriage, but after marriage, he turns around and becomes a good husband at home.
She was very glad that she met him, cried and laughed, and loved him deeply.
Ying Feifei's eyes are sore, and her strength gradually slackens. She hooks him around the neck. "You can't be a fool, or... What if our son is like you?"
Mo Liangyu didn't recognize her voice, and added foolishly: "it's OK, even if he is a fool, I can train him to be a successor of Mohism!"
Ying Feifei
She sighed helplessly, then took Mo Liangyu's hand and covered her belly, "Mo Liangyu, are you really stupid? This is our son. How can we say that our son is a fool? "
This time, Mo Liangyu was stunned.
The palm of his hand was hot, and he stuck it to her belly and murmured, "son, son?"
Seeing this, Ying Feifei nodded happily and said with a sweet smile, "well, I went to have an examination. Dean Zhao said... It's a boy!"
"Son... Wocao... What a son!"
Mo Liangyu's dull appearance kept talking to himself. Next second, he hugged Ying Feifei with ecstasy. "Daughter in law, daughter in law, I have a son! I have a son! "
There are successors to Mohism!
Mo Liangyu was so happy that he felt his life was complete.
Should Feifei be caught off guard by his kiss a face of saliva, dislike and can't help laughing.
Later, Mo Liangyu's eyes turned red and whispered to Ying Feifei's forehead: "dear, don't you like Turkey best? After my son speaks, I'll take you to romantic Turkey, Tokyo and Paris... "