Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Mulin looked at her and smiled slightly: "Why, stupid? Didn't you say it?"

His eyes were unfathomable at this time, she seemed to be sucked in, and she couldn't move.

She can only nod slightly, her voice slightly hoarse: "Yes, we want a child."

The night mother on the side looked at the two little ones, smiled and scolded her son: "You are so serious about the good things, what are you doing so seriously? It depends on your face to scare Shirley. I mean you are usually too strict with her, husband and wife. They are not subordinates, and she is not your secretary and those little lawyers. Be gentle."

Ye Mulin smiled and looked at his mother, "Mom, do you think I'm not gentle with Shirley?"

As he said, he looked at the rice insects: "What do you think?"

Xueli Bai's voice was soft, "Very good."

She looked at him carefully...

The cautious gaze made the night mother laugh and cry, she was still in control, she didn't dare to make a sound, but she remembered seeing her son pressing her daughter-in-law to behave, and she thought that a young couple like them was just right. Men are strong and women are weak in general, so you will be calmer when you get older.

The night mother stopped asking, but the family had a peaceful meal.

After the meal, the night mother washes the dishes, and Michong is embarrassed to play alone, and sticks to the night mother.

Their feelings are already good, and the night mother doesn't dislike her and knows nothing, but patiently teaches.

For some reason, Bai Xueli’s nose is a bit sore by such a dear elder. This is probably because Ye Mulin compensated her after marrying Ye Mulin, so she is even more clingy, holding Ye Mother’s arm. Let go.

The night mother naturally taught her something softly. After washing the bowl, she made a pot of scented tea and went to the balcony to drink.

At the moment when the two women were relaxing, Ye Mulin was called into the study by Ye Father, and the atmosphere was not so relaxed.

Father Ye motioned him to close the door.

Ye Mulin was very mature and knew his father very well. Anticipating that he had something to say, he lowered himself on the door and did not come over immediately, but quietly looked at his father: "Dad."

Father Ye looked at his son with a gentle gaze, but it was more stern, "You said you want a child to be serious?"

"Of course it's true." Ye Mulin smiled, walked over and took a cup of coffee to make coffee, and handed a cup to Ye Father.

Father Ye looked at the familiar cup and studied it for a long time before speaking softly: "The set you gave me is the same?"

"Yes, I picked it with Shirley that day. She picked it out, saying that you would like this style." Ye Mulin seemed to hold the cup easily and took a sip.

Father Ye played with the cup too, and groaned for a while before saying, "Her eyesight is good."

Then his expression became a little unfathomable.

Ye Mulin tightened his fingers while holding the cup, and then said calmly and relaxedly: "It was not good before, but it's not bad now."

Father Ye flew over and said, "You don't take the past things out to stab her, the past things are gone, no one has the past, and she and Mu Bai are fine."

Ye Mulin smiled: "Is father begging for her?"

Father Ye glanced over again, still enjoying the cup carefully, and then put down the cup after a while: "Well, give birth to a child earlier, settle down earlier."