Male God Please Lie Down

"The door is only opened now, are you deaf?"

She sat there, frowning at Li Qingming.

She looks weak, married for so many years, has always been pregnant, and only eats a hen who can't lay an egg.

Thinking about it, I felt disgusted, and no longer wanted to see Li Qingming.

"Mom, you knock on the door so anxiously, I heard that you have already gone to open the door."

Li Qingming has been pregnant for three months, probably because of anemia. After standing for a while, he felt dizzy.

He also sat down on the sofa on one side and looked at Wang Yanfang's feelings, feeling disapproving in his heart.

Although it is said that filial piety should be emphasized, most of the reasons for Li Qingming's miserable life are also hers.

Anyway, I won't be able to live with Mo Xiao for very long. At this moment, I will have nothing to do with Wang Yanfang.

"How dare you talk to me like this!"

Wang Yanfang widened her eyes and stretched out her hand to pat on the table.

Looking at Li Qingming's eyes, it was like seeing a ghost. This daughter-in-law was the one she saw when she was a child. She was originally a neighbor. Originally, her parents were there, and her face was better. Later, neither of her parents were there. After more than ten years, she has not yet given birth to a child, which is even more unpleasant to her.

She had always been cowering, but now she dared to talk to her like this.

"What's the matter with me, Mom? What's wrong with me."

Li Qingming sat there, looking at her with clear eyes.

"You, a hen who can't lay eggs, dare to choke like this. Believe it or not, I'll want you to get out."

Wang Yanfang stood up suddenly, her eyes staring as big as a copper bell.

Li Qingming watched her standing, her **** chest was ups and downs, and there was a slight smile on the corners of her mouth.

"First of all, what I want to tell mom is that I am pregnant now, it has been three months, and in the past ten years, I have also been pregnant twice. It was your baby son who wanted me to miscarry in order to sprint his career. , It’s this thing on me, he wants me to shed it, so... what kind of hens... don’t say anything in front of me."

After Li Qingming finished speaking, he stood up, walked into the room, and closed the door.

After staying, Wang Yanfang with a pale face was in the living room.

After a while, Wang Yanfang woke up, and she immediately dialed Mo Xiao's phone.

"Hurry up and get me back."

After roaring this sentence, he hung up the phone.

Wang Yanfang sat on the sofa with a sullen face, and the sweet smell of the white fungus and red dates soup in the kitchen was also stimulating her.

She frowned and walked into the kitchen, just about to pour the pot of soup, but then she thought, after all, she was pregnant, her grandson.

Suddenly, he couldn't bear to put down the pot again.

Angrily, he sat back on the sofa, waiting for Mo Xiao to come back.

Compared with Wang Yanfang's anger, Li Qingming was relatively relaxed.

Roughly because of pregnancy, she felt particularly sleepy. She fell asleep just after lying on the bed.

Until the door of the room, it was pushed open heavily.

"Boom—" With a loud noise, Li Qingming opened his dim eyes and looked at the man in the dim light.

It's the deity's husband, the sad and black-hearted Mo Xiao.

It's worthy of being thirty-eight years old, and it's still hot, that appearance, although it can't be compared with the current little fresh meat, but it also has a touch of mature man charm.

The only thing is that the front teeth are a bit ugly, but in variety shows, it is also because of the docile and honest character that can be created.