Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Hiding grievances and dissatisfaction in the eyes, laughing is innocent.

"Small tongues with me, you know you're making me angry and still love."

No mother does not like children to speak sweetly to herself, especially her handsome son, as does Ms. Murray.

She blamed her son for what she meant, but the smile in her eyebrows couldn't be hidden.

The sound of 'stabbing stabbing' came from the kitchen.

Dish under the pan!

Mu Li glanced into the kitchen, and through the frosted glass door, she saw the busy petite figure inside, which she couldn't tell.

She opened the chair beside Yan Rusheng and sat down, approached him, and whispered, "My son, it's already twenty-five. When will I let my grandson hold me?"

My daughter-in-law talked about my grandson before he got married. Is it too early?

For ordinary families, the marriage has not yet ended, and the daughter-in-law does not know where it is. It is indeed a little early.

But for the speakers ... for Murie and Wang Daqin, they will only feel a little late.

So this time, if you do n’t succeed, you will become a benevolent!

"Do you want to hug your grandson?"

Usually speaking of this problem, Yan Rusheng's face must have cooled down immediately, but this time he not only did not have a cold face, but also smiled with an attitude of negotiation.

Easily hooked Mu Li.

Her chicks pecked and nodded, "Uh, of course I think."

After a pause, she said again and again, "Mom and I should have enjoyed everything in my life. I have experienced everything that I would normally experience in my life. Now I am watching you marry your daughter-in-law and hold your grandson with your grandson. "

Hey, this is a topic of worry. It is a topic of worry that she and Wang Daqin share.

"Don't you still want to develop the second spring?" Yan Rusheng raised an eyebrow, with a smile under his eyes. "Bringing a grandson will affect your development of the second spring. How can I do such a filial thing?"

He leaned back lazily, one arm resting on the back of the chair behind Mu Li, looking at her, and there was an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

Did he hit his own foot with a rock?

Mu Li frowned secretly, her eyes rolled round in her eyes.

It seemed to think of a good explanation, and laughed, "If there is a grandson, I will not think about the second spring. How can a grandson be important in the second spring?"

In the second spring of shit, men who have changed from little men to old men in the same bed with her are unreliable, and can they expect little men who can't stand the temptation?

She wasn't so stupid as Mu Li.

Yan Rusheng suddenly withdrew his arms and said very understandingly: "No more, you hate Yan Shanghong so much. He is the grandfather of the child. The child is similar to him when he is born, so you look like him every day. The child of the person you hate is aggrieved. "

He stared at Murray, paused, then raised an eyebrow, "Do you mean it?"

"Yan San!" Mu Li clenched her fists with both hands, slammed the table, and glared at her son, "Did you mean it? You want to be a lobbyist for the old man after all."

By now, she finally understood that the boy was helping the old man around the corner.

"Injustice." Yan Rusheng blinked with a good-looking Peach Blossom Eyes, with an innocent expression, "I'm telling the truth, what's your point that makes no sense to me?"

His expression seemed to ask: Do you dare to say that you don't hate the old man now? Do you dare to say that your future grandson is not a little bit like his grandpa?