Chapter 422

"Is that all right?"

Yan Jiujiu stopped crying and looked at Ye Yang curiously.

"Don't worry! It must be OK. You don't believe in your own means yet... "

Ye Yang comforted with a smile.

"Good..."

Yan Jiujiu wiped his tears and nodded at once.

"Let's go!"

Ye Yang pulls Yan Jiujiu to get up.

"Go to Xiaobu first. Shuangshuang went to her to take a bath."

Yan Jiujiu will leave immediately.

"Good..."

Ye Yang has no problem, just follows.

Soon after, they came to the door of Xiaobu's dormitory.

"Mom, you are really good! Not only are they beautiful, young and in good shape, but they also take care of children. They both want to be your daughters. "

"Silly girl, isn't little burying mother your mother?"

"Yes! It's so nice to be your mother. Shuangshuang wants to be your daughter for the rest of your life. "

"Is mom so good?"

"Of course! Xiaomi's mother is the best one Shuangshuang has ever seen. Shuangshuang likes Xiaomi's mother. "

"Compared with your little mother?"

"Well! This is not comparable, Xiaomi's mother's body is so good, gentle, beautiful, and nice to Shuangshuang. Little mom! She's so fierce. She doesn't eat snacks. She's still so old... It's not good at all... "

Yan Jiujiu and Ye Yang stop at the door of the small burial room.

When Yan Jiujiu was about to push the door in, there was a sound of bathing and talking.

As soon as these voices came into my ears, Yan Jiujiu's eyes turned red/ one

He is so good to her, but in the eyes of a little girl, he is a villain.

It's sad. It's pathetic. one

"Wow..."

Yan Jiujiu couldn't help it. He covered his mouth and ran away crying.

"99, 99..."

Ye Yang see, quickly catch up.

"Mom, there was a cry just now."

"What's the cry? You heard it wrong. Get up and change your clothes."

"Good..."

Ye Yang and Yan Jiujiu left, and laughter rang out in the room.

"Nine Nine..."

Ye Yang catch up with Yan Jiujiu in the room, Yan Jiujiu is lying on the bed crying.

"Ye Yang, I don't want a daughter. I don't want a daughter any more..."

Yan Jiujiu burst into tears.

He is so good to the little girl, but the little girl not only knows her mother everywhere, but also talks about her like that.

Are you old?

Are you ugly?

Look in the mirror carefully. Well, it's really old. It's not only beginning to wrinkle, it's also beginning to spot.

If you look at Xiaobu, she is 18 or 19 years old. She has such a good figure, so white skin, so lovely smile, and very gentle.

Such a girl is ten thousand times better than herself.

"There is no taboo in children's words. Are you serious about the child's words? "

Ye Yang white a way.

"But what Shuangshuang said is true. You see, i... my body is not as good as Xiaobu, and my skin is not as good as her. I'm not as good-looking as her, and I'm not as gentle as her. I'm often fierce. Ye Yang, do you think I'm really old? "

Yan Jiujiu cried.

"How old are you? You're only 22 this year, aren't you? How old... "

Ye Yang said with white eyes.

"Yes, yes, I'm still very old..."

Yan Jiujiu pours into Ye Yang's arms and cries.

Ye Yang sighed. You can say anything bad about a woman, but you can't say she's old.

You see, a pair of children's words hurt her like this.

"You are not old, but mature. If you want temperament, where can I compare with you? The children who are not directors say she is good

Ye Yang is anxious to comfort a way.

"Really?"

Yan Jiujiu stopped crying as soon as he heard it. He looked at Ye Yang with watery eyes and asked with great emphasis.

"Why else would I like you? Because your temperament and mature image attracted me

Ye Yang pinches Yan Jiujiu's nose.

"That's human. Let's go and find Shuangshuang."

Yan Jiujiu didn't know where he was confident. He stood up and wanted to find Shuangshuang.

"Why not

Ye Yang is embarrassed.

"Yes..."

Yan Jiujiu held his head high and strode away.

Ye Yang has no choice but to follow.

But before I got to the gate of Xiaobu dormitory, I was attracted by a shrill cry.

"Wow! Roast chicken in brown sauce, sweet and sour ribs, my God! There are Shuangshuang's favorite ice cream, strawberry soymilk and Tang Hong's mother. Did you make all of them? "

"It's not Tang Hong's mother. Who did it? Do you like it? "

"Yes, especially. Shuangshuang has to eat two bowls of rice and eat up all the dishes. Mother Tang Hong, do you know? The food you cook is the best food Shuangshuang has ever eaten. "

"As long as you can talk, last time I said that your little mother's food is good..."

"Mother Tang Hong, you... Don't scare Shuangshuang. The food cooked by my little mother is dark food. She doesn't even eat it herself. Look at me, I've lost weight recently. That's because I ate the food cooked by my little mother..."

"You little girl, you can talk. Eat quickly..."

"En en..."

When ye Yang and Yan Jiujiu pass Tang Hong's room, there comes a burst of fragrance and the voice of Shuangshuang talking to Tang Hong.

Shuangshuang's words to the end, Yan Jiujiu's mouth a sip, eyes a contain, tears flow down again.

"Wow..."

Yan Jiujiu cried in pain and turned to be afraid.

No, No.

No more daughters.

What's the use of such a daughter?

Even if you recognize your mother everywhere, do you still dislike your mother so much?

Don't I just make dark food once or twice to force you to eat?

Do you need to be so disgusted?

Do you need to break my heart like this

No, no, really No.

This daughter must not be taken.

"99, 99..."

Ye Yang a listen, hurriedly chase up.

They said not to come, but you have to come to Shuangshuang.

What happened?

Now hurt like this by this little girl?

Why do you need it?

"Mother Tang Hong, you heard the cry just now, did you?"

"No, keep eating! You have to eat it all

"Well..."

Yan Jiujiu and ye Yanggang ran away, and voices came from the room.

"Wow..."

Yan Jiujiu ran into his room, covered his head with the quilt and cried on the bed.

"99, don't be sad. It's just a child. You don't talk through your brain."

Ye Yang comforted.

"Ye Yang, I don't want Shuangshuang this daughter, this daughter is not lovely at all, I decided, I want a son..."

Yan Jiujiu looks at Ye Yangdao with tears on his face.

"Son?"

Ye Yang looks at Yan Jiujiu in amazement.

"Ye Yang, you want to help me, you must help me, I don't want a daughter, this girl will only make me sad..."

Yan Jiujiu said with tears.