Sure enough, the father is the one who can help his mother. After a lifetime together, there are some ways.

But even so, Yuan Ye's heart did not come down.

How to tell her parents about her and Ding Junhui?

When Ding Junhui came back, yuan was also watching TV with a pillow in his arms.

He closed the door, came in, changed his shoes, and walked over, "up?" After Ding Junhui went over, he sat down on the sofa and put his hand into his arms. "What are you going to do recently?"

"I don't know. I haven't thought about it yet." Yuan also said, looking up at Ding Junhui, "want to interview, but now there is no way, do not know how to start."

"The company will arrange it then." Ding Junhui held her hand, "you are not in a hurry. Wait until after graduation."

"Mainly because I have nothing to do now." Yuan also said, looking back at Ding Junhui, "who let you finish my thesis so soon?"

Ding Junhui said in a low voice: "it's not boring to have a baby."

"Keke --"

In a word, yuan was almost scared to death.

Ding Junhui put the man down and glanced at her. "I'm kidding you. Are you serious?"

Yuan also watched Ding Junhui go to the kitchen and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He didn't think his words were meant to be fun.

Ding Junhui poured water out, Yuan also slightly tilted his head, "how old is your sister's child?"

"Little orange? More than a year old. " Ding Junhui thought that his niece's heart would be adorable, just like Ding yueka when he was a child, but now Ding yueka has grown up and is no longer fun.

Ding Yuejia: "I'm not sure."

Uncle or something, the most annoying.

"Little orange?" Yuan also remembered the little white baby, but it didn't look like an orange.

"I don't like it." Ding Junhui said and sat down beside her, "why did you suddenly think of this problem?"

"Nothing." Yuan also took the cup from him and held it in the palm of his hand.

After this incident, yuan did not ask. Ding Junhui was really joking. Yuan also continued to fight with her mother. Her mother's attitude was better recently.

Ding Junhui was reported by the media because he took the students to win the grand prize. This time, Yuan also saw his details.

On that day, she and Huang Xuxu were shopping in the street. His information appeared on the movie wall of the store. He was a very handsome man. Below was his life. He was shining.

But Yuan Ye's eyes fell on the column of birth, "he is less than thirty?"

Huang Xuxu leaned over her shoulder and looked, "tut Tut, it's only 30 January next year. Our family Ding Shuai, it's the youth's ambition, isn't it?"

Yuan also always thought that he was at least 30 years old.

It's really terrible to be over 30 in two or three months.

"Well, then, what are you going to give for the birthday of your male god in January?" Huang Xuxu said, with Yuan also continue shopping.

What's for?

Send yourself?

This one doesn't work. There's nothing new.

children!

Two words miraculously rushed into her mind, and the next second she shivered, which was too scary, no, absolutely not.

"What do you think?" Huang Xuxu looked at the strange looking woman and asked.

"Nothing." Yuan also said hastily, "what do you want to buy?"