Fan Chen raised his eyes and glanced here, then continued to look down at the email.
Fan Mengrou replied: "Okay, let's leave it that way. He is the father of the child anyway, and I can't change him even if I want to."
Xia Xiaonian sighed: "Xiaorou, you are more lovable when you don't speak. Does Xu Lang have the urge to strangle you to death?"
"I would say the same thing when he is here." Fan Mengrou snorted softly: "Emotions are something that cannot be seen for a while."
She asked Fan Mengrou: "When are you two going to get married?"
"I don't know." Fan Mengrou answered honestly: "I haven't thought about this problem yet."
Xia Xiaonian was shocked: "You already have children, aren't you ready to get married?"
"Is there a necessary relationship between marriage and children?"
"There's none?"
"Have it?"
"I've convinced you." Xia Xiaonian gave her a roll of her eyes: "My parents won't agree either."
"They all respect my opinion."
"What about Xu Lang?" Xia Xiaonian asked.
"He does have the idea of ??getting married, but I don't agree, and he can't do anything either."
"Are you torturing him?" Xia Xiaonian couldn't help but sigh for Xu Lang: "Can't he die in a hurry?"
Just as he was talking, Xu Lang came.
"Hey, where is my mother?" Fan Mengrou asked.
"I asked Auntie to rest at home. She's tired from running back and forth, but there's nothing wrong." Xu Lang said hello to Fan Chen and Xia Xiaonian, and opened the thermos cup in his hand: "Stop talking, let's eat dumplings first. "
Fan Mengrou frowned: "Can we eat it later?"
Xu Lang looked forward to it: "It will get cold soon and it won't taste good."
Xia Xiaonian tugged on Fan Mengrou's sleeves, signaling her not to let Xu Lang down.
Fan Chen propped his chin next to him and said, "Xu Lang is good at cooking. I remember that you always believed that a gentleman stays away from the chef."
Xu Lang skillfully took out the dumplings and smiled: "Didn't you meet Xiaorou before? Now I am willing to wash my hands and make soup for her."
There seemed to be something twinkling in Fan Mengrou's eyes. She reached out, but Xu Lang said directly: "I'll feed you."
Xia Xiaonian stood up and stepped aside, looking towards Fan Chen, who smiled at her.
The afternoon sun shines right on him, and his already handsome facial features are now a bit comfortable and comfortable, making him look even more charming and handsome.
Xia Xiaonian couldn't help but walked to him and sat down, holding his hand.
The two of them looked at each other, with tenderness and sweetness in their eyes that they both understood.
Xu Lang was still coaxing Fan Mengrou: "Eat another one?"
Fan Mengrou pushed his hand away and shook her head: "I won't eat."
Xu Lang sighed: "I only ate two."
"We'll eat it at night." Fan Mengrou regretted it after saying it. She really didn't want to eat it, and felt sick in her stomach. But seeing Xu Lang's expression, why did she become soft-hearted?
Xu Lang smiled immediately, like a big boy, smiling contentedly and happily: "Okay, let's eat it tonight."
Then, Fan Mengrou asked to whisper to Xia Xiaonian, so the two grown men naturally wanted to make room.
In the fire escape, Xu Lang handed Fan Chen a cigarette.
Fan Chen took it, put it under his nose and smelled it, but pushed away Xu Lang's hand that was about to light it: "Don't smoke, I'm going to have a baby."
Xu Lang put away the lighter: "Then I won't smoke anymore, second-hand ones are even better."
Fan Chen smiled: "Xiaorou really doesn't plan to get married?"
Xu Lang leaned on the handrail of the stairs and smiled helplessly: "Speaking of this, I can't do anything about it. It was fine before, but I was worried about her health. Now I don't vomit. When I talk about marriage, she doesn't have much enthusiasm. .¡±
"Report in this world?" Fan Chen punched him: "How many women used to queue up to marry you, now it's good, and I'll let you taste the feeling of being rejected."
"It's been half a year since I changed my ways. Can you please stop mentioning those things in the past?" Xu Lang punched him back: "Are we still brothers?"
Fan Chen laughed: "Continuing like this is not an option. What are you going to do?"
"What else can I do? Just pester her. A martyr girl is afraid of pestering her husband." Xu Lang raised his chin: "Didn't I teach you before that you have to be thick-skinned? Anyway, you just need to be mentally prepared to be rejected. Take whatever she says. I didn¡¯t hear it.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com