Sir, don't be too bad

Xia Yiwan was silent for a while, then called to divert the coldness.

The two found a coffee shop and sat down.

"Wanwan, I think you're thinking too much." Yan Xiao frowned.

"How can you be infertile at such a young age?"

"I really hope not, but what if?" Xia Yiwan covered her face with her hand.

"Si Mo loves you so much, he won't mind." Yan Xiao persuaded.

"But I don't mind!" Xia Yiwan looked up at Yan Xiao; "He is so kind to me, I can't repay him for being so good, if I can't even give him the child he wants, how can you make me feel at ease in the future? ?”

Yan Xiao stopped talking immediately after hearing this.

The deeper you love someone, the more you think about and care for the other person.

Thinking in another way, if she was Wanwan, she might make the same decision as Wanwan.

Xia Yiwan sniffed: "Okay, let's not mention this matter, let's talk about you, I think you are in a good mood these two days, is there something good?"

When Yan Xiao heard this, she blinked her eyes: "Me, it was Yu Han who confessed his love to me!"

She originally planned to share it with Wanwan yesterday, but Wanwan was in a bad mood, so she had nothing to say.

"Ah! Really?" Xia Yiwan was suddenly excited: "Smile, you are amazing!"

It's not easy for someone as arrogant as Yu Han to confess.

Yan Xiao chuckled.

"Tell me quickly, what are the original words of actor Yu's confession?" Xia Yiwan asked excitedly.

"..."

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The sun slowly moved from the east to the center, and then slowly fell to the west.

A small piece of the setting sun shone into Di Jing Tiancheng's living room, making the whole living room gloomy and cold.

Especially the man reclining on the sofa, his whole body was filled with a chill that made people tremble.

"Xiaoxiao, she has a stomachache. I will accompany her to have a check-up in the afternoon, and I won't come back for dinner at noon."

Xia Yiwan's voice lingered in his ears, and the man clenched his hands tightly again.

She hung up after saying this, and didn't mention anything about registering in the afternoon.

And until now, I haven't come back.

Did she forget?

Or does she not want to go?

Surrounded by unspeakable sourness, Simo closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa.

What is the reason and what is the difference?

She didn't pay attention to it at all.

After leaning against him for a while, Simo sat up again.

She probably wasn't what he thought.

Yan Xiao must have had a severe stomachache, so she didn't mention it in a moment of impatience.

If she didn't want to, she should have refused when he proposed, but she said yes, didn't she?

Simo was thinking about it when his phone rang, and he hastily reached out to take it.

It's just that it wasn't Xia Yiwan who called.

"Hey, brother, do you eat hotpot at Jinguqiuqiu?" Tang Jin's voice came.

Jingu Legend is a very famous hot pot restaurant in Jincheng, the only one in the whole city.

"What's wrong?" Si Mo asked coldly.

"I just saw Wanwan. If you are together, I plan to join a table." Sitting in the car, Tang Jin looked at the hot pot restaurant not far away and said with a smile.

Simo's whole body became cold several times in an instant.

Yan Xiao's stomach hurts, she still eats hot pot?

"I didn't eat hot pot." Si Mo said coldly and hung up the phone.

Tang Jin frowned slightly, why did his brother's tone sound wrong?

Did you quarrel with Wanwan?

Forget it, he'd better not join in the fun, Tang Jin thought and drove away immediately.

In the ancient and modern legend, Yan Xiao was filling his wine glass and stood up: "Qianxun, thank you so much this time."