Do not ask? Does it not ask about the gender of the child
Doesn't he care if the child is a daughter
Warm and laugh, he likes his daughter so much
Warmth deliberately leaned forward, leaned on Tang Yichen's ear, and said softly: "Tang Yichen, if this is a son, it's a big deal that we have another daughter.
One more
Tang Yichen's expression changed, "Is it right? I only let you have one daughter."
Give birth to one more, suffer one more sin, is he crazy
Warmth just smiled and didn't speak, hugged Tang Yichen's hand tightly, and lay in peace of mind.
After a while, Warmth fell asleep relying on Tang Yichen.
Tang Yichen turned to his side and gently put the warmth on his legs, and ordered Jiulong to bring a big towel to cover her.
Tang Yichen gently moved the shredded hair on his warm face behind his ears, and just stared at his warm blushing face.
Such a tender Tang Yichen, Jiulong can only be seen when he is with Mrs. Young.
Jiulong was unconsciously fascinated by it, and Tang Yichen's indifferent gaze swept over, and immediately lowered his head to leave.
Tang Yichen retracted his gaze, a curved corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help muttering, "What a lethargic little cat!"
Warmth didn't know how she fell asleep. When she woke up, Tang Yichen was holding a newspaper and dragging her head with one hand, making her sleep very comfortable.
Warm moved his body, Tang Yichen immediately put down the things in his hands and hugged the warmth.
"Woke up?"
Although the air conditioner was turned on on the plane, the warmth still made his face flushed and flushed asleep, like a confused kitten, shrunk in Tang Yichen's arms, not sure.
"How long have I slept?" Warm moved his legs and whispered, "Ah, my feet are numb."
Tang Yichen frowned, his delicate facial features squeezed into a ball, and quickly put his warm legs on his own.
He rubbed his legs gently, rubbing his legs, and spoke to him blamingly, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now."
How could Warmth be angry, twisted and hugged Tang Yichen's neck, and said softly, "It's none of your business, husband!"
Tang Yichen wickedly curled his lips, pinched his warm nose, and said dozingly: "You only want to call these two words when you are pleased with me?"
Warmly curled his lips, "Then I will call that way from now on, okay?"
Tang Yichen stared at the warm heart-warming smile, put down his good legs, hooked the warm neck with his big hands, and pressed his thin lips up.
There was no sign of this kiss, and the warmth was a little caught off guard, and his hands grabbed Tang Yichen's neck in time.
"Tang Yichen, this is the plane." Warm and kindly reminded.
"I know." Tang Yichen raised his head slightly, and then the hot kiss fell on his warm face, "The plane is mine. Who dares to have an opinion, I will throw him out immediately."
Throw it out, throw it out from here
Violent man!
When the two of them reacted, the plane had landed at the Italian airport.
Jiulong stood awkwardly at the door and didn't dare to bother him. Finally, he warmly pushed Tang Yichen away.
"It seems to have arrived." Warm pushed Tang Yichen away, covering his hot face with both hands.
Tang Yichen smiled without anger, lifted his jacket and put it on his wrist handsomely, his other hand grabbed his warm waist.
Warm, wearing flat shoes, could only look up at Tang Yichen with great effort.
Warmth Under the leadership of Tang Yichen, as soon as he walked out of the cabin, he saw that he was completely surrounded by a group of Italian men in suits and sunglasses.