Chapter 490: The President's White Moonlight 90
Wen Yanzhi on the side, swiped it twice, wrote a check, and stuffed it to Li Shiyu.
After speaking, he took Sheng Jiaoyang's hand and walked away.
Li Shiyu looked at the check in his hand, and then gritted his teeth and looked at their backs.
It's really damn it, when did he suffer such an insult.
At that moment, he shredded this check, and his narrow eyes were full of coldness.
"Ah Yu, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, so you were teased with me."
Ye Rou looked at Li Shiyu's expression, and she was even more painful, and she complained to herself in her heart.
Li Shiyu was originally full of anger, and he was about to go crazy, but when he saw Ye Rou like this, his heart moved again.
Immediately, he laughed evilly.
"Actually, you can help me now."
Ye Rou was ignorant, "What can I help you?" ”
"Follow me."
Li Shiyu said, with a touch of evil on his handsome face, so he took Ye Rou and walked towards the bathroom upstairs.
Wen Yanzhi and Sheng Jiaoyang walked into the courtyard, and the two of them couldn't help laughing when they thought about the look of Li Shiyu just now.
"I feel that after Li Shiyu, he will definitely make trouble for you."
Sheng Jiaoyang leaned his head on his shoulder, looked at the music fountain in front of him with a confused look, and said slowly.
"Then I'll wait for his trouble."
Wen Yan didn't care.
The Li family is not simple, and their Wen family is also not simple, who will be afraid of whom?
"Haha, too, when we get married, the Wen family, the Sheng family, and the Su family will unite together, even if it is ten Li families, they can crush him."
Sheng Jiaoyang smiled lowly, and his slender fingers lightly tapped his chin.
I don't know, at that time, Li Shiyu will regret marrying Ye Rou as his wife.
"Okay, now let's not think about other people, think about ourselves."
Wen Yanzhi picked her up and let her sit on his lap.
"What do you think?"
Sheng Jiaoyang stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck, tilted his head to look at him, and asked softly.
"When are we going to get married and when are we going to have children? When to have a second child, the third ......"
Wen Yanzhi's gaze was soft, and in those shining peach blossom eyes, it seemed to contain a sea of stars.
Sheng Jiaoyang covered his mouth. Ba, "You're enough!" I'm not a sow, how can I give birth to so many. ”
"Then you say, how many shall we have?"
Wen Yanzhi asked again.
"Hmm...... At most, there are two, one surnamed Sheng and one surnamed Wen. ”
Sheng Jiaoyang thought about it quite seriously and replied very rigorously.
One with their family name and the other with hers, so Dad will be very happy.
"What you say makes a lot of sense, but I think we're really in a hurry, do we need to speed up the progress?"
Wen Yan asked.
"For example?"
Sheng Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows and looked at him obliquely.
"Like starting with me kissing you—"
Wen Yanzhi's hand around her waist was even more forward, so that her body was very close to herself, and her thin lips were immediately printed on her lips.
The warm and tender touch, as well as the sweet scent, coupled with the tinkling sound of the musical fountain in front of you.
This beautiful moment is also constantly sublimating.
——
As Wen said.
Soon after, they were married, having their first son a year later and another three years later.
Sheng Jiaoyang, who originally only planned to give birth to two, had a headache when she looked at her two sons, and she also wanted to give birth to a fragrant and soft daughter.
In the end, another little princess was born.