"You and I are not Zheng Mohong and Ling Liwei, nor are the children in your belly Zheng Hao. He and Liu Liu are brothers and sisters of the same father and mother, not so glassy hearted. Before your son is born, you worry about this and that. Pregnancy syndrome? "

Yu Yuehan joked.

But he listened to what she said.

He can't make him hurt his son as much as his daughter.

Son and daughter have different ways of education, but he will try to be less obvious.

Is this the head office?

"Nian Xiaomu": "

It's a bit of a misdemeanor.

But life is like a play, all depends on acting.

Xiaomu coughs twice, thinks about it, and asks innocently, "maybe grandpa knows I'm pregnant and worries that you'll hurt his heir accidentally, so what are the additional conditions?"

"I......" Yu Yuehan omitted ten thousand swearing words here.

He reached out and patted himself on the forehead.

Constantly remind yourself of the scene when calling Qi Yan and Mo Yongheng today.

Nothing is more important now than to marry a daughter-in-law smoothly.

A knife on the head of forbearance!

But it can't be more than four times a month. It's too Killing people!

He relaxed the new year's Eve, held his forehead in both hands, turned his head and walked to the balcony.

In the balcony breathed a breath, and like a ghost, the grudge of the back to float, floating to the small mu in front of.

"As long as I agree to the three rules of humiliation, your grandfather will agree to our wedding?"

"Well." Young Mu nods his head cleverly.

"You are sure?" Yu said

"I'm sure I've got the contract back." Nian Xiaomu takes out a contract that has been prepared for a long time from his bag and hands it to Yu Yuehan.

A pair of smart eyes, blink, from the bedside table next to a pen, handed to Yu Yuehan.

"Sign it, and we'll get married!"

Yu Yuehan: "..."

Such a disgraceful thing, oral promise is not enough, still have to sign?

If I let you know, I'm afraid I'll die of laughter.

Yu Yuehan holds the pen, but can't sign it.

Turn round again and again to confirm: "signed your grandfather to let us get married on the Chinese Valentine's day?"

Year small Mu nods like ramming garlic, one eye is full of cunning.

"Grandpa promised, as long as you are willing to sign, the Seventh Festival will hold the century wedding for us, and the wind and light will marry me to you!"

“……”

Everything is for the daughter-in-law.

Bow to evil forces.

Yu Yuehan holds the pen, as if he can't bear to look at his signature. Don't overdo it, sign his name quickly, throw the pen away, turn around and hold Nian Xiaomu.

"Wife, take it to your grandpa, don't let me see it again!"

Year small Mu looks at the signature on the contract, happily does not close mouth.

Seeing his loveless appearance, he stifled his smile.

He was allowed to hold himself and clap his back thoughtfully: "I want to open up a little bit, money is external things, there is no happiness everywhere."

On the other hand, he put away the contract with joy, and quickly put it into his bag before Yu Yuehan realized something strange.