80s: Little Sweet Wife

The whole family was immersed in the joy and joy of having a baby, but Yan Mingshun was unhappy, not resisting the arrival of this child. Since it has come, it is safe to do so. He has already come, so he naturally has to accept it.

He was depressed, what part went wrong?

No, he has to complain. He clearly said that the chance is one in ten million, but he doesn't even have 1%. What the hell?

In fact, Yan Mingshun didn't tell the truth to Meimei, the probability of a small umbrella leaking is one in ten million, not one in a thousand at all, so Yan Mingshun will be so confident and bold...

When he went to bed at night, Yan Mingshun was still thinking about it, frowned involuntarily, and didn't speak. He didn't realize it himself, but when he saw his eyebrows, he thought that Yan Mingshun was because she was pregnant. , so you will be unhappy.

After all, Yan Mingshun has always been strongly against having a second child. She originally thought that as long as she was successfully pregnant, Yan Mingshun would definitely be happy, just like when she was happy, but now...

Yan Mingshun had not stretched his brows from the time he ate dinner until now, and he was always gloomy, obviously very unhappy.

Meimei's heart sank, and she couldn't help crying: "We have a baby again, why are you unhappy?"

Yan Mingshun's thoughts were interrupted, he raised his head to see the angry and sad brows, widened his eyes, and stared at him stubbornly. Only then did he realize that he had neglected his daughter-in-law because he was so engrossed in thinking.

"No...how can I be unhappy, I'm just thinking about things." Yan Mingshun explained quickly.

"Thinking? What's more important than having a baby... ah?"

Meimei was even more alert. With such a big thing as her pregnancy, Yan Mingshun couldn't stop thinking about it. It could be seen that the things he thought took up a lot of his mind, and it was definitely not business. Yan Mingshun never thought about business at home.

Either a business or a private matter... Meimei couldn't help but think of something she didn't dare to think about before, and it was also the thing that women have always been most taboo about. Her nerves couldn't help tensing up, and her eyes widened even more.

"Yan Mingshun...Are you looking for the little fox spirit behind my back?" Meimei roared.

It is said that the seven-year itch has to be changed to a three-year itch. The time period for many men to cheat has been greatly reduced. Seven years has become six years, five years, four years... or even three years, Lele is four years old. According to this algorithm It's almost time for Yan Mingshun to cheat.

No reason!

Her brows and anger rushed up, she was working hard at home... um... In her conscience, she was not hard at all, and lived more comfortably than many single women, but this was not Yan Mingshun looking for a child The reason of the fox.

Pregnant women's emotions are inherently sensitive and changeable. Yan Mingshun is only a small frown, which makes his eyebrows fill up infinitely, and even extends longer and farther~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yan Mingshun was 'little fox' I was shocked, inexplicable... Meimei's thinking was really jumping too much.

"You're thinking nonsense, I'm just thinking..."

Before Yan Mingshun finished speaking, his eyebrows were interrupted again, "Where am I thinking, I'm pregnant, my grandparents and Mumu are all happy for me, but you are the only one who keeps your face straight, as if someone owes you Money is the same, what is it that you don't have a ghost in your heart... woo woo... If there is no situation outside, why would you always object to me having a second child?"

The more he said, the more aggrieved, the tears flowed down, and he looked at Yan Mingshun accusingly.

Yan Mingshun patted his forehead helplessly, put his eyebrows in his arms, patted it several times, and comforted: "I just think it's very strange, why is the probability so low that we can all win the lottery, can you not give it a shot? The habit of making up stories, used in our lives?"

But--

Mei Mei's imagination began to diverge again, staring at him angrily, roaring: "You mean I have wild men outside?"