Chapter Ninety-Nine: It's Still Not a Mother's Birth

What, after all, they are still twins, and the tone of his voice is exactly the same as that of his brother, cold and ruthless......

I didn't take her mother seriously at all! It seems that I have to count on my daughter-in-law to love and honor myself more in the future......

Thinking about it, the woman pursed her lips, glanced at the young man with resentful eyes and said, "I said your brother, he is a treasure in the golden house!" ”

“……”

Shang Muyu black line, what do you call his brother Jinwu Zangjiao, how does this sound like her husband is cheating......

This old mother always talks like this, like a child, although sometimes it is quite cute......

But he was a little overly worried about his brother Shang Yanyi, although the two of them are twins, their personalities are also a little different, if it weren't for the two of them being inside and outside, his stupid mother would have confused the two of them......

Alas! It's obviously my own mother......

Shang Muyu thought silently, but his brother was still leisurely, and when he went outside, he threw away his own affairs, and the fact that he was the future heir was also left to him, in fact, he didn't like it......

For the sake of his poor brother, he reluctantly accepted it.

Shang Muyu retracted his thoughts and walked directly upstairs, Murong's mother saw this and said, "Xiao Yu, why don't you give your mother a reaction!" ”

React? How is he going to react.........

Thinking of this, Shang Muyu was embarrassed, he knew that she definitely wanted to talk about her brother......

But she hasn't been busy lately, and she hasn't mentioned much about her brother, and suddenly it's ......

Shang Muyu is the younger brother, and Shang Yanyi is the elder brother, they are twins but completely different, they belong to the gentle and reliable warm man, but the elder brother is the tip of the iceberg, a pair of people who are far away from the ends of the world, and have kept a distance from girls since they were children, often with a cold face, which makes many girls cry.

It's just that in the end, he was the only one who was a younger brother......

in the living room.

"Really, all of them are so cold-blooded and ruthless, how can they all inherit their father's inheritance, except for their appearance, they don't look like her at all, they don't look like the children she gave birth to......" Murong's mother pouted unhappily and muttered.

I wanted to share his brother's gossip with him, but he didn't seem to be interested at all!

Forget it, she pondered it by herself, thinking about Murong's mother, paused, and suddenly thought of something, she reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the table, pressed the number, and broadcast it.

- Dividing line

Alas! Finally gone, but she was so hungry......

Gu Nianxi took a shower and walked out, she sighed silently, closed her eyes slightly, touched her flat belly with her hand, and walked to the narrow living room.

"The porridge is mushy, and I can't eat it......"

Gu Nianxi leaned on the table with her face on the table, her hands hung down weakly, and she looked up and sat up.

Boiled instant noodles instant noodles...... How she almost forgot the spare instant noodles.

In this way, poor Gu Nianxi used two packets of instant noodles for two meals, but he wanted to vomit after eating too much.

The stomach is also not very comfortable......

Gu Nianxi nestled in the narrow studio, holding a special paintbrush, drawing carefully and diligently stroke by stroke.

And the man next door who she designated as an inexplicable problem didn't bother again.

Although she was a little puzzled by his previous actions, now she just had to concentrate on drawing.

As for the evening, if the sketch is finished, it is estimated that there is no need to eat instant noodles anymore, after all, junk food like instant noodles is better to eat less.

What's more, she didn't have a good stomach and just came out of the hospital......

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