"You're still so young, I don't want you to play for a few more years, who knew you were in such a hurry to tie yourself up?"

Han Zishi sighed a little incomprehensibly.

The women he knew were really polarized.

Either they are arguing all day long to get married after they have had enough fun, or they are people like Weird and Lin Xiling who can't wait to get married.

"If you marry you, you can't play?"

"Yes."

"That's not the end of it."

"Also, there is such a thing as a marriage proposal, the man came, who asked you to ask for it?" Han Zishi let go of her angrily.

"Wait, I'm going to prepare a decent proposal, and I can't let you lose to the monster."

Lin Xiling was a little crying and laughing: "I don't care." ”

"I care."

"You don't want to lose to Shen Mosheng, right?"

"Hmph." Han Zishi snorted lightly, turned around and left, just in time to see Shen Mosheng, glaring at him demonstratively, "I won't lose to you." ”

Shen Mosheng looked puzzled: "Haven't you been losing to me all the time?" ”

Han Zishi felt that he had been hit critically.

"Shen Mosheng, don't bully the weak." Han Yingying held back a smile and scolded in a low voice.

"Okay." What came in with a thermos cup, carefully served soup for Han Yingying, and fed it to her mouth.

"I'll do it myself."

Shen Mosheng insisted: "I'll feed you." ”

"Xiaoxi is still there, it's not good to stimulate her."

"It's okay, when she gives birth, I'll accept her stimulation." Shen Mosheng said indifferently, blew the soup cold, handed it to Han Yingying's mouth, and did not forget to tell softly, "Be careful of scalding." ”

Han Yingying drank it satisfied.

These days, Shen Mosheng takes care of her every day, making soup and laundry for her, and taking care of the children.

Every time his mother and mother-in-law are in the pile, Shen Mosheng stands out like that.

But he never cared, taking care of the mother and daughter carefully, and Shen's mother couldn't help but complain that she was useless as a mother-in-law and grandmother.

She complained in a hurry, so Shen Mosheng stuffed the child to her, and she and Han Yingying were crooked together.

Everyone can't help but joke: children are just accidents, and parents are true love.

Every time she listens to it, her heart is so sweet that she can almost flow honey.

At first, I ate my daughter's vinegar, but now I have begun to sympathize with my daughter.

It is a great happiness and luck to meet a person in your life!

……

"My lord, I'm here to pay tribute."

Two-year-old Shen Weilan stretched out her hands to the top of her head, holding a beautiful and huge strawberry, walking on her lotus root-like calves, staggering to Han Yingying, opening her big round eyes like black grapes, and said in a milky voice.

Everyone who was chatting was amused by her cute behavior, and they couldn't help but look at her and ask with a smile.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Dark Chocolate Strawberry."

"Why dark chocolate strawberries?"

"Because the king doesn't like to eat bitter dark chocolate, so if I give the sweet strawberry to the king, the king won't eat me."

Everyone was cute, and couldn't help asking, "Who did you learn this from?" ”

Shen Weilan pointed to Shen Mosheng who came out with the fruit bowl: "Dad said that I came out of my mother's belly and have to pay tribute every day, so that my mother won't eat me in my stomach anymore." ”

"Then you have to pay tribute every day, huh?"

"Yes."

"What were you last night?"

"Dark chocolate milk."

"The day before yesterday."

"Dark chocolate bananas." Shen Weilan raised her little face, opened her round eyes, and recalled very seriously.