Even simuccio, who has always been neutral, feels that Ji Su is really shameless.

After a while, falling glass also came out. She tidied her hair and was ready to leave.

But unexpectedly, I saw her mother and her mother as soon as I got out of the bedroom.

As soon as the two mothers saw the falling glass coming out, they hurried to meet it.

The falling mother said, "you child, don't call for a month. It's going to make your father angry. Your blood pressure has soared several times. Just stay at home this time."

Ji's mother took Luo Li's hand, "I knew Xiao Li would be my daughter-in-law sooner or later. If you don't want to go home, go home with me and let Ji Su serve you well."

Falling glass's slightly fierce eyes fell on Ji Su, and her red lips pursed slightly.

Ji Su trembled in her heart and hurriedly said, "I didn't ask them to come. When I came out, they came!"

Falling glass stared at him closely and obviously didn't believe what he said.

They all threw their mouths together.

See, Ji Su counsels when she meets falling glass.

"All right, hurry home. Your grandfather is very happy to hear that you are pregnant. He has begun to pick your wedding day." Falling mother picked up her bag and pulled falling glass's hand to go.

Falling glass lowered her face and was obviously very unhappy.

But both sides are elders, and she can't be as angry as Ji Su.

Ji Su took a look at the face of falling glass and quickly took the bag in her hand.

Ji Su was the last one to go out. Before going out, he gestured to the people.

Qiao Mu breathed out, "I hope sister Luoli won't be angry anymore and has a baby. I hope they can be happy."

Simujo slightly hooked her lips, reached out and rubbed her hair, with a gentle face.

With the exposure of her identity and her illness, she hasn't gone to school for five days, but the course hasn't been dropped. Qiu Ning will send her notes and tell her something new every day.

Many people come to worship her every day, and the bedroom door is almost broken.

And as long as their class is full!

Everyone wants to touch Mrs. Xi's light and rub some joy.

Qiao Mu let out a wail and threw himself on the.

It's over. It's over. If she goes back to school this time, she won't survive. Is there any personal freedom? It's true.

Behind the scenery, there is an unknown sadness!

Two days later.

After careful inspection, Qiao mu can finally go home.

Only when she got home did she know that something had happened at home.

The second uncle really fell out with his family. Despite grandma's painstaking persuasion, he insisted on firing face-to-face with simuccio, which once fainted grandma angrily.

She also understood why simuccio always went out early and returned late these days.

She should have been very happy to go home. Although Aunt Wang and aunt Zhou cooked her a lot of delicious food, there was always a dead silence on the dinner table.

Especially simucher, the blood in his eyes is particularly obvious. There is a red and swollen slap mark on his left cheek. He looks very tired.

In addition to occasionally serving dishes to his face, he spent the rest of the time looking down to pick up rice and didn't communicate with anyone.

The people at the table looked at each other

But I don't know what to say to him.

After dinner, simucher returned to his room with his face.

Knowing that simucher's figure disappeared on the stairs, simuchio asked him.

Yuan Sufei was worried about simuche's current state. She sighed.

"Your second uncle came at noon. He meant to let muche and his face go back to live with him, but muche disagreed. They quarreled fiercely in the study. Later, your second uncle slammed the door and left. Muche came out like this. The injury on his face can be seen. I don't know whether he had it or not."

Simuccio gave his mother a reassuring look, "it's all right. I'll talk to him when I'm free."

"Well, now your face is pregnant, but don't make any mistakes. Your grandmother is exhausted because of your second uncle. If something happens to your face, your grandmother..."

Yuan Sufei didn't go on, just sighed.

"Mom, don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Yuan Sufei didn't want to watch TV. She got up with Jing Qian in her arms, ran to see him and followed him.

Although Qiao Mu doesn't know much about the matter between simuccio and his second uncle, he also knows the seriousness of the matter.

She touched simuccio's big hand on her knee and gently called him, "simuccio."

The man looked at her, "huh?"

"Is it serious this time?"

Thinking of him leaving early and returning late these days, there was a faint sense of fatigue between his eyebrows.

Simuccio hugged her little shoulder and bent his lips at her. "Don't worry, no matter how big a thing is, it's not a big deal for your husband."

Joe Mu knew he was comforting her.

Even her mother-in-law, Mu Che and Mu Yan frowned. Grandma was also angry and fainted. It can be seen that this time things are not small.

Seeing that she didn't speak with her broken little eyebrows, simuccio smiled and raised her chin. "Why is this expression that you don't have confidence in me?"

Joe Mu was held high by him and blinked at her without talking.

The man hissed and narrowed his deep eyes. He looked very handsome.

"I have no confidence in my man. I'm very hurt."

Joe Mu looked at his indifferent appearance and felt a pain in his heart, "Ximu Joe."

The man looked into her black and white eyes, "en?"

The little woman suddenly got up and circled his neck. Her little face was cleverly placed on his shoulder. Her voice was soft and coquettish. "Don't work too hard. It's good to complain to me when you're too tired. I'm very distressed about you."

Smelling the speech, the man didn't speak. He rubbed his head on her soft hair, but the radian of the corners of his lips gradually expanded.

Second floor, bedroom.

He put a pillow behind his face, sat back on his head and gently stroked his bulging belly.

She kept turning her head and turned her eyes to the bathroom. The light was on in the bathroom and there was the sound of water.

After looking at the time, the man has been in for nearly half an hour. Instead of taking a bath, he rarely takes such a long time.

She adjusted her sitting position and shouted to the bathroom, "mucher?"

After a while, a man's voice came from inside, "what's the matter, isn't it uncomfortable?"

The voice from the door was stuffy. Mo Rongyan was not sure whether he was crying in the bathroom, so she didn't speak.

Sure enough, within two minutes, the bathroom door was opened. The man strode to the side, tied the bathrobe belt around his waist and asked, "is there something uncomfortable?"

Mo Rongyan raised his eyes to see him. The men in the Xi family are not only beautiful, but also tall. Like his eldest brother, Mu Che is close to one meter nine. He looks very safe.

She took his hand, let him sit down, looked at his red and swollen cheek and gently touched it, "does it hurt?"