An Nian woke up at ten o'clock in the morning, she sat up with her sore body, and saw the sunlight pouring in through the gaps in the curtains, and irregular spots of light falling on the ground.

She lifted the quilt, walked barefoot to the balcony, saw the view in the garden, stretched out her palms upward, and her eyes were warm, dispelling all unhappiness.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong—" The phone rang happily on the bedside.

An Nian turned back to answer the phone, deliberately with a straight face: "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm out and coming home, what would you like to eat? I'll bring it back to you. Huo Junyuan's voice came from the phone.

Through the mobile phone, An Nian could also think of the curvature of the corners of his mouth when he spoke, and his mood also brightened, but thinking that Mr. Huo had caused him to sleep until lunchtime, he didn't have a face to see people at all, and the whole person's mood was suddenly not good.

"I don't want to eat anything." She snorted coldly, leaned against the head of the bed, drew circles on the quilt with her fingers, and said hatefully, "Don't think that in this way, I can forgive you for your bad behavior"

Huo Junyuan parked the car on the side of the road and called into the cake shop: "Is the mung bean cake good?" Will you get tired of eating all the time? Why don't you change to macarons? ”

"Don't eat, don't eat, don't eat." An Nian muttered like a child, "Don't think that a few pieces of snacks will make me forgive you. ”

Huo Junyuan chose two boxes of dim sum and handed them to the salesman, thinking about his little wife's depressed appearance, the smile on the corner of his mouth became warmer, "That's okay, you will bully me tonight." ”

The other end of the phone was instantly quiet, and after a while, I heard the extremely depressed voice of the little wife: "You are shameless!" ”

The phone hung up, Huo Junyuan squinted his eyes, put down his snacks, and happily started the car to go home, he guessed right, the little wife must be embarrassed to go downstairs to eat, and she is still holding back in the room at this time.

Just as Huo Junyuan guessed, An Nian changed his clothes and walked around the room with his hands around his shoulders, wondering what reason he could think of to hide that he got up so late.

Although she knew in her heart that the seventh sister-in-law would definitely not ask more, she still felt uncomfortable.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong-" The phone rings again.

"I don't want to talk to you!" She was depressed.

"Who is this angry with?" Song Linlin's laughter came from the phone, and she joked unceremoniously, "I didn't expect you to be so fierce at home." ”

The corners of An Nian's mouth twitched.

"You don't feel at ease preparing for your wedding, why are you still in the mood to call me?" An Nian had to divert the topic, "You won't let Tang Wenxuan be busy alone, right?" ”

It's okay not to mention Tang Wenxuan, but when she mentioned it, Song Linlin exploded: "This person is simply machismo, he has to control me in everything, and he even has to intervene in which dress to wear, I am quite unhappy." ”

"Impossible...... I think Tang Wenxuan will almost offer you up. An Nian leaned against the window and said with a smile, seeing Huo Junyuan's car driving into the yard, the corners of his eyes were a little gentle, "Listen to him, don't be a moth, An An's marriage is firmly married." ”

Tang Wenxuan and Song Linlin's pair also came through the ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulty, as witnesses of the whole process, An Nian wanted them to have a perfect ending more than anyone else.

"Who's out of the moth......" Song Linlin muttered, "Since I agreed to propose, he has been in charge of me everywhere, I don't even have the most basic personal freedom, I don't want to get married!" ”

An Nian heard Song Linlin's anxious mood, and suddenly realized that things seemed to be more troublesome than she thought, and hurriedly said, "Where are you, I'll go look for you." ”

"Home."

After hanging up the phone, An Nian couldn't think too much, and hurriedly ran out, just in time to bump into Huo Junyuan, who opened the door and came in.

"What's going on?" Huo Junyuan saw that An Nian's face was not very good, and frowned, "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

An Nian shook his head: "No, I'm a little worried about Linlin's side, and I want to go over and take a look." ”

"I'll send you."

An Nian thought about it, and was not hypocritical: "Okay." ”

The car slowly drove out of the yard and headed towards Song Linlin's apartment, Huo Junyuan handed the snacks and milk to An Nian: "Eat some first." ”

An Nian snorted arrogantly, but his body took the snack very honestly, and when he saw the colorful macarons, his eyes narrowed into a line of joy: "It tastes so good." ”

Where is she really angry with Huo Junyuan, she just likes to be spoiled by him like a child.

"Here's for you."

Taking advantage of the time to wait for the red light, An Nian sent the dim sum to Huo Junyuan's mouth, and sighed: "What's the matter with Tang Wenxuan, you can't be chased by someone and don't know how to cherish it, right?" ”

But looking at it all these years, she felt that Tang Wenxuan really liked Song Linlin, how could this kind of thing happen?

"You're quite concerned about Song Linlin's affairs." Huo Junyuan said with a smile.

An Nian glanced at him, when she was abroad, Song Linlin was her only comrade-in-arms.

Twenty minutes later, they drove the car into Song Linlin's apartment, knocked on the door and entered, and saw Tang Wenxuan sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, while Song Linlin was sitting next to him with a black face.

"What's going on?" An Nian looked surprised, walked in quickly, and held Song Linlin's shoulder, "Why are you still crying?" ”

Huo Junyuan pinched Tang Wenxuan's cigarette with his hand, and said in a deep voice: "You come out, let's talk." ”

"Lightly attack, don't slap your face." An Nian reminded him very "kindly", and the other three people in the room blackened their faces in unison.

Song Linlin glanced at Huo Junyuan, bit her lip, and finally didn't say anything.

"Reluctant?" An Nian held Song Linlin's hand and sighed, "Say, what happened?" ”

Judging from what she just observed, there seems to be a problem between Tang Wenxuan and Song Linlin, but it should not have shaken their feelings for each other.

"He wants me to quit the entertainment industry and teach my husband and children at home." Song Linlin said hatefully, "I will never agree!" ”

An Nian frowned, and looked incredulous: "No, I think Tang Wenxuan is very supportive of your work, why did you suddenly quit the entertainment industry?" ”

She understands Song Linlin, after experiencing so many tragic things, she cherishes this relationship very much, if she doesn't touch the bottom line, she won't easily say that she won't get married.

"If I can't do the job I like, I will go home and get married and have children, and I will just be Tang Wenxuan's wife." Song Linlin hugged An Nian and shed tears sadly, "I don't want to be his accessory, I don't want to be thrown away by him." ”

An Nian was stunned when she heard this, gently patted Song Linlin's back, and asked softly, "What did he say?" ”

How does she think that Song Linlin's state doesn't seem to be right, and why is it a bit of premarital anxiety.

"I told me to recuperate at home and go to work when I had a baby." Tang Wenxuan pushed the door in, extremely depressed, "But the more she thinks about it, the more she can't persuade her." ”

"Linlin, are you pregnant?" An Nian's eyes widened unexpectedly, glared at Tang Wenxuan, and quickly got up to open the window, "You know that she is pregnant and still smoking in the room!" ”

Song Linlin's eyes were red: "He just doesn't take me to heart, let alone the child." ”

Speaking of sadness, she lay on the sofa and cried: "I'm not getting married, I don't want to get married!" ”

"Oh, don't cry, I'm not good!" Tang Wenxuan immediately panicked, and hurriedly ran over, holding Song Linlin's hand while begging for mercy and coaxing, "You obviously know that I don't mean that, why do you always take yourself seriously?" ”

Song Linlin wiped a handful of tears: "What do you mean if you don't mean that?" You clearly did it on purpose! You don't want me to go out to work, you just want to confine me at home, don't you? ”

"Hey, my little ancestor." Tang Wenxuan held Song Linlin's hand and repeatedly expressed his loyalty, "I want you to raise the fetus with peace of mind, and when the child is born, you can still go to work." ”

Song Linlin cried a handful of snot and tears: "I think you only like children and don't love me anymore." ”

"Conscience of heaven and earth, I love you, I love you the most in the world." Tang Wenxuan was completely speechless, "Don't cry, okay, the doctor said you can't be emotional." ”

Song Linlin cried even more fiercely, pointing at Tang Wenxuan and complaining: "The child wants me to work hard to give birth, why don't you love him!" If you don't even love children, can you still love me? ”

The corners of An Nian's mouth twitched, and she quietly pulled Huo Junyuan's clothes, and said in a low voice: "I think my temper is much better." ”

"Yes, you're right." Huo Junyuan scratched An Nian's nose, "You have to be obedient in the future." ”

An Nian glared at him with disgust: "You coax the child." ”

"In our family, you are the youngest child, behind Zimo, everyone loves you." Huo Junyuan said it seriously.

An Nian blushed, and suddenly the corner of his eye swept to Song Linlin and Tang Wenxuan, who were staring at him, and coughed lightly: "What's wrong?" ”

"Did you come all the way to deliver dog food?" Song Linlin flattened her mouth, "Don't you think it's very unauthentic?" ”

An Nian hugged Huo Junyuan's arm and said with a smile: "It turns out that dog food also has the effect of stopping tears. ”

"Hey, I'm emotionally unstable, so don't worry about me." Song Linlin was a little embarrassed, she touched her stomach and turned her head to look at Tang Wenxuan, "I'm hungry." ”

Tang Wenxuan immediately got up: "The soup has already been cooked, I'll serve it to you." ”

Now, not only An Nian, but Huo Junyuan is not calm, these two people are making trouble, and they still have the heart to make soup in the kitchen?

"Tang Wenxuan is very good." An Nian glanced at the direction of the kitchen and told Song Linlin, "Although you are pregnant, don't be too demonic." ”

Song Linlin raised her chin arrogantly: "Of course the husband I picked is good." ”

She automatically ignored the second half of An Nian's sentence.

"Shall we go?" An Nian tilted his head to look at Huo Junyuan.

Huo Junyuan nodded: "Okay." ”

Song Linlin took a sip of the soup, quickly swallowed it in her stomach and called An Nian: "I want to try on the wedding dress tomorrow, you and Jon will go with the children." ”

She also ordered the dresses for the four little flower girls, and if they didn't fit, there was still time to change them.

"Got it." An Nian was a little helpless.

Tang Wenxuan waited with a bowl next to him: "Slow down, slow down, don't burn ......"