Tong Xiaoman is held by ou Zeye.
"It doesn't matter to me whether I have a daughter or not, but whether I have a child. In my heart, you are the only one that matters! Tong Xiaoman, I'm afraid! "
Ozano's voice was mixed with an imperceptible tremor.
What a terrible thing it is to let a man above admit that he is afraid.
"Every time I think of the three months when you were lying in the hospital, I wake up from the nightmare. I'm worried about it again, so I don't want to have a baby."
That's why even at the wedding, ozano didn't promise her to have a daughter.
Because he's really scared.
Tong Xiaoman looks at Ou Zeye's Scarlet eyes and is at a loss. She thought that with the passage of time, ou Zeye would slowly forget that time.
But ozano did not forget.
Tong Xiaoman walked to ou Zeye's side gently and squatted at his feet.
"Husband, I'm sorry. I didn't know you thought so. I thought..."
Ou Zeye holds up Tong Xiaoman's face, "Manman, I can do anything for you, but I really don't want to promise this."
Tong Xiaoman suddenly burst into a smile, "I misunderstood you, we have two sons are also very good."
Thinking of such a man dedicated to himself, Tong Xiaoman feels that he has nothing to ask for in this world.
The matter has come to an end at last.
With the passage of time, Meng rujiao's stomach slowly grew up. The relationship between lengxiao and Meng rujiao seems to be more and more normal.
There are more people in the crystal garden, which makes it more lively.
On this day, Mo Yiang and Mo Yixin came to his family. Mo Yiang's development in Star King International was smooth. Because his family had been urging marriage, he arranged his work very well, and his popularity was rising.
In the living room, Mo Yiang and Mo Yixin are sitting on the sofa, and Tong Xiaoman leads them down!
"Three three, who's coming to see you?"
"Three three, let your sister hold you Mo Yi Xin hastily gathered in the past, "all grow so tall, more and more handsome!"
"What wind has brought you two here today?" Tong Xiaoman gives the child to Mo Yixin and sits on the sofa.
"I haven't come over for a long time. I'm afraid you'll argue with my uncle." Mo Yiang is sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.
"Auntie, don't listen to him! My aunt urges him to find a girlfriend every day. He's bored to death. Today, he finally went home, and his aunt is urging him, so he found a reason to see you. " Mo Yixin quickly exposes the true face of Mo Yiang.
"Mo Yixin! You don't speak, no one thinks you dumb! "
Mo Yixin vomits his tongue towards Mo Yiang and starts to play with San San.
"Isn't that normal? You're old, too. Although you're a star, your family still hopes you can live a normal life. If you want to get married or not, it's time for your girlfriend to talk about it. "
Tong Xiaoman's tone is sincere and sincere.
"Why do you always say the same thing to them? I think you've become an old mother. Are you nagging me Mo Yiang was very impatient.
"If I didn't have such a relationship with you, I wouldn't care about you! My cousin called me several times and asked me to tell you that I pushed it for you! "
"Next time she calls you, don't answer. I'm bored to death!"
"But it's not the same thing that you're always alone? It's not suitable to find someone outside the circle to do our business. Do you like anyone in the circle? Shall I introduce you? "
Mo yi'ang threw his mobile phone aside and looked at Tong Xiaoman, "I said, Miss Tong Xiaoman, are you forcing me to go? I finally find a quiet place, and you are nagging in my ear again
Tong Xiaoman than an OK gesture, "OK, I don't say, today I want to eat what I do for you."
"Sweet and sour spareribs, spicy shrimp, Mapo Tofu, braised turbot..." Mo yi'ang said several dishes as if he were reporting the name of the dish.
"I think you're here to eat and drink? Today, I'll do it with you for Xinxin's face, OK? "
"Hurry up and cook!"
Tong Xiaoman saw Mo Yiang in a bad mood and went directly to the kitchen.
Dinner table is very rich, people are the most one.
As for Leng Xiao, ou Zeye and Mo's family only said that Leng Xiao was his father's relative and his cousin. They didn't say that he and Leng Xiao were twins. After all, it's too troublesome to explain.
Mo yi'ang is also aware of the existence of Leng Xiao, and has seen him at the wedding.
The only difference is that the last time I saw Leng Xiao, Leng Xiao was still single. Unexpectedly, Leng Xiao had already settled Meng rujiao, Tong Xiaoman's bridesmaid, and her stomach was getting bigger.
The cold owl at the dinner table is considerate to Meng rujiao, and Ou Zeye and Tong Xiaoman have always been very close."Brother, why do you want us to come here today? Are we two single dogs here for dog food? " Mo Yixin joked.
"I said that you are too fast. I want to say that when you got married, you two didn't look interesting. So fast, so big bellies?" Mo Yiang was also very surprised about this.
"Do you think everyone is like you?" Ou Zeye said, "if you have spare time, find a girlfriend quickly, so that your mother won't call you one day!"
Yao Xiangyun calls Tong Xiaoman and, of course, ou Zeye, who is also a little impatient.
"Come on, don't talk so much about dinner! Try my sweet and sour ribs. " Tong Xiaoman put a spare ribs in ou Zeye's bowl.
After dinner, Tong Xiaoman pulls Mo Yixin aside, "Xinxin, I have a letter here."
"What letter?"
"It's Xiaolei's clothes. He wrote them to you."
Tong Xiaoman takes out a letter from his pocket and puts it into Mo Yixin's hand.
Hear the name of Tong Xiaolei, Mo Yixin or Leng.
That name has always been in his heart, but it has rarely been mentioned to others.
"Xinxin, I know you are as sad as me. Some people will not come back after they leave. I believe you know what I mean."
Mo Yixin looks at the letter in the palm of his hand and feels heavy.
Mo Yixin nodded cleverly.
"Xinxin, you should have a new life, not live in his shadow, we should all come out."
"Auntie, I know."
"Well behaved."
Mo Yiang and Mo Yixin didn't stay long, so they drove back. On the way back, they didn't say a word.
What Mo Yixin wants is the letter in her pocket. She can't wait to go home and have a look.
And Mo Yi ang thinks more.