"No." Minding deeply shakes his head to deny, glances at Lin Yi's shallow face again, this time sees Lin Yi's shallow face cold.

He quickly added to song Changwen, "I go to work, she and I don't go together, there is no contact."

Wife, they are telling the truth.

Please believe it.

He has been aiming at Lin yishallow with Yu Guang, but Lin yishallow's expression is still very flat, it seems that he doesn't care.

In his eager tone of explanation, song Changwen saw through his mind.

Knowing that he said it to Lin yishallow, she frowned and gave a look of disdain to him.

Then she changed the subject, "I met aunt Zhou when I entered the door just now. She said you brought the child back?"

She tried not to get excited.

I know with deep concern that she just entered the door to stop saying that, in fact, she wanted to ask the child.

Seeing Lin yishallow, she had some scruples, so she mentioned Xi Xia.

It's kind of enlightened

He nodded Well. "

"Where is the child now? I haven't seen him for days, and I still miss him Song Changwen said with a smile.

Afraid of Lin Yiqian's suspicion, she calmed down her urgent mood.

Mindfulness points to the restaurant and goes back to her. "I'm going to eat in the restaurant."

Song Changwen smiled and nodded, "then I'll have a look."

She has a fast pace.

Lin Yi looks at Song Changwen with a frown and doubts about her attitude towards the little fish.

She thought her guess should be more than just thinking. Did her grandmother find out anything?

Song Changwen realizes Lin yishallow is looking at her. She stops and asks her, "what are you looking at me for?"

Without waiting for Lin yishallow to answer, she raised her chin and raised her voice to scold her, "if you have this Kung Fu, you'd better hurry to think about how to give birth to a child for me."

Lin yishallow: "..."

So every grandma has a grandson complex?

Thinking deeply, I saw Lin yishallow staring at Song Changwen who had entered the restaurant, frowning.

Afraid of her doubt, he explained in a deep tone, "she may have contacted the child, and recently she is eager to hold her grandson."

Lin Yiqian hears the words, takes back his eyes, looks at him and asks, "so you say you want to have a child?"

Because her mother wants to have grandchildren, so she wants to have a baby?

Thinking deeply: "No."

He answers and goes upstairs quickly.

Lin yishallow didn't rush to go up. She looked at mindfulness and went upstairs. Her figure disappeared.

Then he continued to look at the restaurant, squinting suspiciously.

Song Changwen's attitude towards little fish now makes her think more.

She stepped into the dining room.

Every step forward, the mood will be more nervous, her hands hanging in the leg, unconsciously clenched her fist.

At the door of the restaurant, she hid in the dark, her head stuck in.

Song Changwen sits beside the fish and uses her cell phone to show the fish TV.

And she also looked together, smiling, is she has never seen the gentle affinity.

Lin Yi shallow lies on the wall, nervous hands ten fingers press on the wall, nails are white.

"Little fish, what else would you like to eat? I'll ask them to make it for you."

Xiaoyu has eaten up a piece of bread smeared with jam. Song Changwen asks if he wants to eat it.

He shook his head. "I'm full."

Then he opened his clothes and showed song Changwen a round belly.

A pair of little hands clapped on the stomach.

White, tender.

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