Mu Tianxing's attitude is firm this time. Linglie dare not be careless.

After washing with the fastest speed, the body is full of the cold and familiar fragrance of crape myrtle, and the green stubble is also shaved clean, revealing the bright and white chin of the original porcelain jade.

There was no time to dry his hair. It was summer and short. He took a bath towel and wiped it from the bathroom.

When he got to the door of the room, LAN Jifeng had not finished washing. Lojeb wanted to come over and talk to him. He put the towel in lojeb's arms and said, "I'll get down first!"

"Hello! Hello! "

Lojeb didn't mean anything else, just wanted to be close to him and talk to him.

But looking at the back of his son's hurried downstairs, he knew what it was called "son is not from mother"! (father and mother are the same)

Ni Xiyue worries a little: "anyway, it's also Xiaoguai's own father, and also the king of a country. Please ask the palace doctor to come over and examine his body carefully!"

Knowing that what she said was LAN Jifeng, ljeb nodded: "if he is really framed, then he is pitiful. But if he's really divided between right and wrong, it's another matter. "

"You see, when he was brought back by Xiaolie, he looked stupid. It seems that he was getting worse and worse."

Ni sunset, white hands take off his bath towel, body slightly tilted snuggle in his arms: "little Jeb, blue wind really poor, we should help him."

Lojeb was leaning on her heart and bent over her ear and said: "you have been with Tianxing for these two days. I have been busy in my study until midnight. Xiaoyueya, tonight... "

"Cough." Ni Xiyue's ears were red, and he straightened himself up from his side, whispering, "I heard that the woman who is engaged in the wedding must keep her body until the night of her wedding, which is the wedding candle."

Rojeb: "..."

My son is going to be a father. Guard the wool!

He twisted his brow and held her in his arms from behind her: "little crescent!"! Please! "

Ni Xiyue suddenly thought of something and turned to look at him: "next time mu Yize comes, I want the palace doctor to check him. He and Jiang Xin are both young. If they can have their own children, it's a good thing. Last time, I wanted to let the palace doctor show him, but I was afraid of hurting his self-esteem. "

"Ha ha," he put his chin on her shoulder, feeling happy and comfortable: "you worry so much about your own children. Have you ever thought about whether you and I want to have another little princess? "

"No!"

Ni Xiyue is about to break off his hands. When he turns around, he wants to hold her again. She puts the bath towel into his arms directly.

"I'm not young either. We're all 48 years old, but Jiang Xin is ten years younger than us. Don't think about what we don't have. It's impossible. Old age, the gene of the baby is not good! "

Mainly, Ni Xiyue has her concerns, and her skin is thin. When she has children at this age, others will laugh at her.

What's more, it's OK to have a little princess. What can Wan do when he comes out with a son?

She only wants to have a son, enough!

Holding a semi wet bath towel, rojeb took a deep look at her, and determined that she really didn't want to, which completely cut off the thought of another child: "I listen to you. Waiting for the three children of Tianxing to be born, we can also live the addiction of being parents, helping the children change their diapers, wash their baths and so on. "

He said that the clouds were light, but Ni Xiyue could hear it.

Don't have a deep look at him, she knew that he had missed linglie's childhood and growth in regret.

Unfortunately, time is not reversed. If she could, how would she like to miss it?

Just then, the door of the room opened.

LAN Jifeng was wearing a white shirt. His face was shaved clean and his hair was clean. When he got off the bus, he looked like an old beggar. Now he looks different in temperament.

Rojeb came up and held his hand. "Big brother blue, I'll take you down to dinner."

"Where is my emperor?" LAN Jifeng still wants to see the stars.

Ni Xiyue smiled and said, "let's go to the dining table downstairs. Tianxing has an open-air dinner today. It's windy outside. You're too old to be outside."

In fact, they are afraid of leakage and unnecessary troubles.

LAN Jifeng's eyes were confused and confused, with a trace of grievance: "as long as I can see huang'er, I can do anything!"

-- painstaking work, no reference, plagiarism must be studied --

all the lights in Yueya Bay are turned on, and on the beautiful artificial lake in crescent shape, the evening wind is blowing, and the fireflies are glittering.

Mu Tianxing sits in the middle of Ni Ziyang and his wife. Linglie comes down and sits on the opposite side again.

Today, Mu Tianxing wears a red dress which is not often worn in ordinary times. The whole person is like a flower bud in bud.

I don't know if linglie is intentional. When he came down, he wore a red shirt. His white skin was bright and clean. The gold content of collagen seemed to be the same as that of Mu Tianxing.

This guy must have done it on purpose.

She kept cramming food into her mouth and kept her eyes down.

Because linglie happened to have so many positions, she had to sit opposite her!

This time, Mr. and Mrs. Ni Ziyang didn't even let him go. Instead, they talked to him about his family, his quarrel with Mu Tianxing, and his going to Citigroup. They just talked about some common family members, some of them focused on Ni Yajun's entrepreneurship.

In this way, the atmosphere eases down. The feeling of dining in the aesthetic illusion makes people easily put down their vigilance.

Mu Tianxing remembered that it was not difficult to explain that he had a red shirt, because her clothes were all bought by him, and almost all of them had lovers matching her.

After eating and drinking, the expression on Mu Tianxing's face is always light.

Stand up and don't look at linglie, just politely: "Grandpa and grandma, I'll go back first."

"Well, go and have a look. It's not easy for the old man." Ni Ziyang nodded and reminded her that blue wind was coming.

Mu Tianxing's eyes are dark and bright: "I know."

She had to go, and linglie got up with her feet: "I'm full, too."

In a word, but scared to admire the stars is a meteor to the house.

Linglie wants to catch up, but Ni Ziyang and his wife stand up. One is holding a spoon and the other is holding a fork. They knock at linglie: "sit down for me! Sit down! You bastard! "

Linglie is worried!

He must chase his wife back quickly!

"Grandpa and grandma, what do you always stop me from doing?"