“……！！！”

Song Ci looked at Ye Yuwen.

Ye Yuwen blushed, lowered her head, and looked at Song Ci embarrassed.

Song Ci now understands that Mao Qing's mother and daughter said so much, it turned out to be ...... That's the point of this meal.

"Do you guys think like this, does Ye Junmo know?" Song Ci asked.

Mao Qing nodded: "Jun Mo knows, Jun Mo agrees...... However, I heard Jun Mo say that your family has already selected a surrogate mother for you and doesn't want you to be embarrassed, so Jun Mo didn't tell you. ”

Mr. Song...... Don't you think that Xiaowen and Jun Mo are a little similar? Mao Qing said with a smile.

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, he didn't pay attention to this, he looked at Ye Yuwen who lowered his head and said, "Raise your head." ”

Although Ye Yuwen was shy, she still raised her head and looked at Song Ci with a bright gaze.

Song Ci looked at Ye Yuwen...... If you take a closer look, Ye Yuwen and Ye Junmo's facial features are at least six points similar. But...... The temperament of the two people is completely different, one is a cold and domineering president, and the other is a little shy lady......

Ye Junmo and Ye Yuwen are both more like Ye Yinghui.

"Actually...... Anyway, it's artificial IVF, and whoever does it is the same...... Perhaps, you and Xiaowen's children, in the future, will grow like Jun Mo. Mao Qing said with a smile.

Song Ci glanced at Mao Qing and looked at Ye Yuwen...... He was suddenly moved by Mao Qing's words.

It is impossible for him and Ye Junmo to have children by themselves, if they want to have children, they must have surrogacy or adoption...... If you can give birth to someone like Ye Junmo. It seems like...... Not bad either.

I don't know what Ye Junmo looked like when he was a child.

Mao Qing saw the heartbeat in Song Ci's eyes. I have a little bit of confidence in what I want to do.

The atmosphere that followed was even more lively.

Song Ci drank several glasses of wine, felt a little hot, and pulled his tie...... But it's still hot......

"Mr. Song, what's wrong?" Mao Qing asked with concern.

Song Ci frowned and shook his head: "It's okay." ”

He said that it was fine, but his body was hotter, and the heat made him irritable.

While being irritable, there is also an indescribable feeling: I miss Ye Junmo very much.

If, Ye Junmo was by his side at this moment, he wanted to pull his little hand, touch his little face, and kiss his lips......

"Mr. Song, your face is a little red...... Are you drunk? Mao Qing asked.

Song Ci rubbed his forehead, maybe ...... I'm really drunk.

Otherwise, why did he think so much about Ye Junmo, and he also wanted to do indescribable things to Ye Junmo.

Song Ci felt that his mouth was dry, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it in one go, but after drinking it, he still felt that he could not quench his thirst...... On the contrary, I was thirstier.

"Mr. Song, are you alright? Would you like to open a room and take a break? Mao Qing asked.

Song Ci looked at Mao Qing suddenly.

Open a room?

Take a break?

Which break?

Song Ci thought of the abnormal heat of his body, and thought of his dry mouth, and suddenly understood in his heart...... This mother and daughter are playing yin with themselves.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run, this kind of thing...... He'd heard quite a bit.

It's just that I haven't encountered it.

Because...... In Hangzhou, no one was so bold as to dare to use such an indiscriminate trick against him.

Scold...... The three of them really ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall.

"Hmm." Song Ci nodded and said to Mao Qing, "Please help me open a room......