Chapter 833

To be reasonable, if other men encounter this kind of thing, they are absolutely happy to bloom, but Yang Ling is actually proud.

Ah Ling's brain circuits are really strange.

Suddenly, Yang Ling thought of one thing and said curiously, "plum blossom, did you say something to you recently?"

"Why did you suddenly serve me in the bath?"

After thinking about it, Meihua hesitated and said, "this morning, the eldest lady asked me what I wanted to do in the future and whether I had a dream or not."

"I said my biggest dream is to be with young master and miss forever."

"Then she looked at me for a long time, and then she burst into laughter, and then her attitude towards me was somewhat different."

"Oh?"

Yang Ling was surprised and said, "how different?"

"Well..."

Plum blossom tilted his head to think for a long time, some hesitated way: "in any case, I feel a lot more friendly..."

Yang Ling Wen Yan slightly nodded, almost know what Liu Muhan is thinking.

Feeling she took plum blossom as her husband's concubine.

When he was thinking about his mind, Liu Muhan's light laughter came from the door. She walked in slowly with a bath towel and said with a soft smile, "are you two bad mouthing me while I'm not here?"

The plum blossom, who was leaning on Yang Ling's side, stood up and said in a nervous way: "no, miss, don't think much about it."

Liu Mu cold red face way: "why stand up, have been seen light."

"Ah, the young master is not an outsider. It doesn't matter."

Liu Muhan white Yang Ling, did not immerse himself in the bath, but sat down beside Yang Ling with a bath towel and only put his feet into the water to kick the water.

Yang Ling was surprised: "Mu Han, how do you feel you have something on your mind?"

Liu Muhan looked at the plum blossom beside his eyes and said, "ah Ling, there is something I've always wanted to talk to you about."

"Tell me honestly which girls like you besides Siyin and Yurou."

Yang Ling said with a light smile: "many people like me, which one do you mean?"

Liu Muhan pouted, put his little foot on Yang Ling's shoulder, and hummed: "it's the kind of girl who will not marry you and live with us in the future."

As her real wife, the female president has to discuss this matter with her sooner or later. Yang Ling said with a wry smile: "sometimes, I can't help it. It's all good girls..."

Liu Muhan smelled speech and stepped on Yang Ling's shoulder with another small foot. He rubbed his shoulder and said with a soft smile, "Why are you so sad? I don't tie you up."

"You are a rich man, a monk. I don't know how many girls want to marry into your Yang family. I have to help you check."

"We Lao Yang's family is not a place for all women, is it?"

It seems that the female president is stimulated by Lin Xiaoshuang's affairs. She has to take the responsibility of the first wife, so that Yang Ling will not be abducted by a frivolous girl.

Of course, her worry is superfluous. Yang Ling is not an all comer. If fate doesn't come, he will reject any beautiful woman.

Yang Ling said with a smile: "yes, my wife's words are reasonable."

"Well, I'll give you a name. What do you say if you agree or not?"

Liu Muhan nodded with satisfaction: "it's almost the same. Hurry to be honest."

"Ding, you have satisfied Liu Muhan's wish to know how many sisters there are in the future. The wish value is + 2."

Hearing the prompt sound of the system, Yang Ling smiles in her heart. Dare the female president want to know how many people are there in the future?

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