Because of the change of Xiao chenya, Ning Mengyao is not really so close to Xiao chenya, but they are not as close as they used to be. Now they just belong to face-to-face, but actually they are not very close.
"Brother in law, is there no news from fengxiao?" It's almost a month since that day, hasn't it? The man seemed to disappear without trace. Those people outside left. As for where they went, she didn't let anyone investigate.
Yu Feng lies on the soft collapse and nods his head casually: "well, I only know that Feng Xiao is in the palace now and hasn't left. As for what he is thinking, it's not clear why he gave up here."
Yufeng is also a little strange. It seems that the man is determined to get the things here. It's really weird that he suddenly let go.
Ningmengyao nodded: "although this is the case, but still a little vigilant, let the people of tongbaozhai also be careful."
She was really worried. She went to Xiaoguo to do evil.
"Don't worry, I've arranged it, but Xiaoyao, your mother Are you really going to let it go? " Yu Feng hesitated for a moment, and said.
Ningmengyao helplessly looks at Yufeng and says, "what else can I do?"
No matter what, it's all the people who gave birth to her. Can't you care about her?
With white ink, she doesn't worry. Xiao Chengya really does something.
Joe Tianchang sat aside and listened to the conversation. His eyelids were lowered and his eyes flashed cold.
Yu Feng looks at Qiao Tianchang thoughtfully: "Tianchang you......"
"Brother in law, I'm fine." When Yu Feng wanted to talk about it, Qiao Tianchang suddenly interrupted Yu Feng.
Some things, they know it in their own mind, needless to say so clearly.
Ning Mengyao looks at the two people and doesn't know what kind of riddles they are playing: "Tianchang is not that she's embarrassed you?"
"No, why not." Qiao Tianchang smiles and shakes his head. The expression on his face is the same as before, which makes ningmengyao unable to help but doubt. Is it her mistake?
Yufeng frowns and can't be checked. As soon as he wants to speak, he sees Qiao Tianchang shaking his head gently, which makes Yufeng very dissatisfied.
"That's good, Tianchang. If she's in trouble with you, don't take care of her."
"Good."
A few people talked for a while, and Xiao Chengya came with Qingshuang, saying that Qingshuang was asked to diagnose Ping'an pulse for Ning Mengyao. Because Xiao Chengya cared for her, Ning Mengyao didn't say anything about extending her hand.
Qingshuang carefully felt the pulse for ningmengyao, and some surprised said: "congratulations to miss and uncle, miss is pregnant with twins."
There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of Ning Mengyao and Qiao Tianchang, especially Ning Mengyao: "you say twins?"
"Yes, I've noticed that the pulse is wrong before, but I didn't tell you and my uncle if I'm not sure. I'm afraid it's wrong, which will cause you to worry for nothing." Qingshuang said with a smile, his eyes full of happiness.
Qiao Tianchang is also very happy. He looks down at Ning Mengyao's stomach, which has lasted for more than four months, just like that of five months. At first, they were worried that it was Xiao Chengya's soup toning before that made the child overgrow. Now it seems that it was because there were two children in it.
Xiao was also very happy, but soon she looked at Qiao Tianchang and said naturally, "both children were born Xiao."
In a word, let the happy atmosphere just now break up.
Xiao Chengya's tone is not to discuss with their husband and wife, but to make a decision.
Looking at Xiao Chengya, Ning Mengyao said lightly, "if it's a daughter, it's Qiao Yumo, Qiao Yuling, if it's a son, it's Qiao Moqi, Qiao Molin."
Kirin is a auspicious animal in ancient times. She takes her homonym to hope that her children can be healthy and happy for life.
"No way."
"I'm not asking you, I'm just informing you." Ning Mengyao looked at Xiao Chengya and said, "I married Tianchang, not Tianchang. Besides, even if it's my mother's surname, it's Ning, not Xiao."
These days, she likes Xiao Chengya because her words suddenly turn to nothing.