Chapter 157

On a big bed, Wang Ruolin and Su Xiaoran look at each other and smile.

"Cousin, he said, we'll get the license tomorrow."

When it comes to obtaining the license, Su Xiaoran's face has a happy smile that she didn't realize, but all this can't escape Wang Ruolin's eyes.

"Cousin, I'm a little worried. I'm afraid I'll be reckless if I make a decision too soon, but the child has been more than a month. I don't want to be an unmarried mother..." In the silent night, even if I keep my voice down, I can still hear it clearly in this room.

"Do you like him? Do you love him? " Wang Ruolin blinks her eyes. She tentatively asks questions to help her cousin determine her mind.

Do I like him? Do I love him?

Love may not talk about, but with him I can always feel inexplicable sense of security, like it.

"Well, I like him..." I inhaled deeply, turned my eyes and stopped at my cousin's beautiful eyes. "Cousin, I'm twenty-eight years old. I don't have the right to choose. I have to marry him."

When it comes to age, it also stimulates Wang Ruolin, who is 29 years old and will soon be 30 years old. She is so persistent in waiting for a man. How much youth can she spend when she is 29 years old, and how much charm can she attract that man.

For a few seconds, Wang Ruolin held Su Xiaoran's hand and stiffened. Only her eyes were still moving.

"Ran Ran, cousin, I wish you happiness Although I have only met him twice, I think he is a good man. I admire his sense of responsibility. If he were another man, he might not be responsible for his pregnant girlfriend... " These are Wang Ruolin's experience in reading and watching TV. She has no say in men's and women's affairs.

"He said, let me have dinner with his family tomorrow evening. I'm afraid that they don't like me..."

Since Zhou Zeyu and I said that we could only get a license but not hold a wedding, I began to worry about this problem. If his family didn't like me, how could they not hold a wedding.

But Wang Ruolin can only understand Su Xiaoran's fear before marriage. Ugly daughter-in-law always wants to sword her father-in-law. Besides, Zhou Zeyu is such a gentleman, so his parents must not be too fierce.

"My cousin is so beautiful and lovable. How can his parents not like you? Don't worry. Can you be afraid of such occasions? Cousin, I believe you can handle it... " Only people who have never met their parents in law can say so easily, "Oh, by the way, who are there in his family? What do they do? "

This question

"He has two sisters, his father and his mother He's his father's illegitimate son. I don't know about the rest... " I have only so much information.

"Illegitimate child?" Wang Ruolin had only heard of the word "illegitimate child" before, and had never really seen a family with illegitimate child. That's why she was so surprised.

In fact, I can understand my cousin's surprise. I was shocked when I just learned about it. In the past, I had a prejudice that I hated illegitimate children. The words I could associate with were junior, cheating and infidelity. I thought it was disrespect for love and marriage.

But with the increase of age, there are fewer views. It's not that the previous views are wrong. It's just that there are more things to experience, and some things are less important.

"Cousin, you can't mention this word in front of Zhou Zeyu. He seems to be very sensitive, especially unwilling to mention his birth, you know?" There are many opportunities to meet each other in the future. I have to give my cousin a preventive injection in advance to avoid embarrassment. In fact, I am suspicious. As for my cousin's personality, what she dislikes most is gossiping about other people's private affairs, not to mention that she is still her cousin's husband.

Cousin?

I have already identified his position. The questions I asked my cousin were not superfluous.

Thinking of these, I feel a sense of happiness sweeping in my heart. These days, it seems that I can always have this feeling.

"I see. Is your cousin such a gossip, but I'll be an elder soon..."

Wang Ruolin touched Su Xiaoran's flat abdomen excitedly and said: "little nephew, I am you..."

Hesitating for a moment, then my cousin turned to me and asked, "what should he call me?"

What should the child in my stomach call my aunt's child and my cousin?

I don't know.

"I don't know." My mind is also encircled and blank. The relationship between the characters is too complicated. My brain is not enough. The blood tank is empty.

My cousin and I were baffled by this title at the same time. They both looked at each other with silly eyes. It seemed that we had never taught in textbooks from primary school to university. I said that I was an undergraduate in vain.

"Ha ha ha ha ha "

my cousin and I were amused by ourselves. Two undergraduates didn't know what to call them. They would be laughed at if they said it.

"No matter, I'll wait until I'm born "Wang Ruolin turned over and still wanted to address her, but her mind was still blank.

I inadvertently yawned. My cousin was surprised and said: "can you be a lady, yawning is so big, be careful not to hurt the baby in the stomach “I don't understand that. Is it exaggeration? It's hard to be pregnant, and I can only lie down and can't move, even yawn so carefully. Then I can't even walk down and go to the toilet myself

But I'm really happy at the moment.

"Go to sleep, my nephew is sleepy."

"I see. I'm so sleepy."

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Off the racing field, blackhead has called dozens of brothers and they are waiting there. They are waiting for Zhou Zeyu to come out and teach him a lesson so that he can know that not everyone in this place can come out.

It was already 12 o'clock in the night, but Zhou Zeyu was still out of sight.

"Blackhead, that boy is as good as you said?" Asked a rough looking man in a jacket.

"Even if he's a bull, he won't be a bull for a while." Blackhead swept behind a group of people, hard way back.

At the thought of being insulted by Zhou Zeyu at the racetrack tonight, blackhead was full of anger. He wished that the cigarette he was holding in his hand was Zhou Zeyu, and he would crush it with his own hand.

While they were talking, Zhou Zeyu and Yang Jiayang helped each other out of the KTV building.

"Is that the boy?" Asked the rugged looking man, raising his chin.

"Yes, that's him."

Even if Zhou Zeyu lowered his head, blackhead could tell from Yang Jiayang that he was the one who called himself "Lin Shao" and the only one who defeated him.

"Have you checked his origin? Don't get into trouble. " The man lit a cigarette and was in no hurry to act.