Chapter 1792: Slowly like you 41

Chapter 1792 slowly likes you 41
Wen Momo looked at it, but she stopped talking, but she did not dare to annoy her mother. Therefore, her heart was uneasy, but in the end she went in with the housekeeper.
Back in the room, Wen Momo was still restless. She sat on the couch and couldn't help but stand up to the door and wait nervously.
After a long time, Wen Momo finally heard the footsteps coming from not far from the hospital. Wen Momo quickly opened the door and saw that if he had not calmly walked, Wen Momo was even more upset. Slowly turned his eyes and looked as if he had not come.
And if she didn't take care of her immediately, she walked into her room.
When Wen Momo saw it, he silently closed the door and followed.
Wen Momo's own guilty conscience, such as not sitting in the house to sit down, she took the initiative to give the tea if not poured, only hope that the mother can eliminate the gas.
But if she did not raise her hand to stop her tea, let her sit down.
Wen Momo hesitated for a moment, but still chose to listen to the words of the mother, and sat down.
If you haven't knocked on the table, "Come, let me say what you promised me last night."
Wen Momo's eyelids were slightly red, and he whispered: "Mother, I was misunderstood my brother last night. My brother was in a bad mood because his illness died."
"Do you have anything to do with you?"
Wen Momo squinted at the eyelashes: "What?"
"He is in a bad mood, has a little relationship with you? If not, you should be left out of his cold and live by him." If not asked coldly.
Wen Momo heard that if he had not said this, he also bowed a little, and he did not seem to have thought about it.
Because she always followed the emotions of Jing Ling’s brother, she didn’t seem to think about herself, never thought about why...
Wen Momo opened Zhang Xiaozui, and he couldn’t answer the words at a time, but if he didn’t follow up,
Mother never asks you how you must, but you are Wen’s heart and baby, and you can’t bear it. You are a little wronged, and it’s his fault that Jingling’s personal grievances for personal reasons.

"But the mother..."
"No matter what reason he has, he is not enough to care about your feelings. In this case, before he realizes that he is really wrong and has repentance, the mother is not allowed to meet him again. Did you hear it?" "If you don't have a slight tone of speech, you have to let Wen Momo know that she is not joking."
Wen Momo was completely stunned. She even started to feel a little flustered. She couldn’t help but stretch out her hand and gently pulled it, and asked for a few mothers.
However, if this is not the case, it is a look that has not been discussed. Cold and cold: "It is useless to spoil."
Wen Momo grievances: "What if my brother came to find Momo?"
If she didn't hold her back, "I don't want to see him. I saw him turn around and leave, don't let him talk about him, hear no?"
Wen Momo heard this sentence, just imagined a little like that, and felt that he was so sad.
"In short, you can listen to Wenmomo. If you don't listen to it again, you can't spare me." If you don't talk about it, you will get up, but when you walk to the door, you think of something, frowning. Asked: "Did you eat?"
Wen Momo sucked his nose and replied, "My brother took me to eat."
If you didn't scream, you turned your head and went out.
If you haven’t just returned to your room, you will see that Wen Youyi is coming back. I am changing my clothes. If I don’t go over and ask him to change clothes, I ask,
When is it coming back?

"Just come back." Wen Youyi looked down at her.
If he was not too uncomfortable to see him, he couldn’t help but blink and asked hard: "What?"
Wen Youyi touched her head. "I heard that someone in the house has taught the future son-in-law."
If he did not wrinkle his eyebrows and took his hand, he muttered: "What future son-in-law, the eight characters are still missing."
"How about a trip, you haven’t been carrying two children and Bailing to show them the birth of the characters a few days ago? Come back, you told me that the two children are very good at the birth of the eight characters, you forgot?" Wen Youyi I didn’t plan to give it a step, but I laughed.
If you didn't make two noises, push him away. He went back to the bed and sat down. He said: "The little in Jingling is not so relieved. I am very angry. In short, this is the mirror. Nothing has been revealed. If they are married in the future, they will be aggrieved."
"You, it is sorrow, the child of Jing Ling is also a big child. He is very good at sex. It is a relatively indifferent temper. Two people are still running in. It is inevitable that there will be some bumps. You let them be good. Solve, let's just look at adults."
"How good is he, but I can't help but put Momo on my heart. Anyway, I don't care. I want to give Jing Ling a lesson this time. If he can't stand such a test, then why should we use it in the future? Home Momo..."
When Wen Youyi saw that he was really a little angry, he did not object to her any more, and he could only sit down and comfort.
Wen Youyi sat on the edge of the bed, squatting and patted her shoulder and said, "Okay, listen to you."
If he couldn’t help but lift his head from his arms, he scratched his neck a little angry. "You don't seem to worry at all!"
Wen Youyi laughed dumbly. "It’s not that it is, that is, the child of Jingling should not be disappointing."
If you haven’t made a fuss, don’t talk back.
The warm wild clothes and the little wild cat in the arms finally got soft, holding her, her heart tickle, could not help but bow her head and kiss her.
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The next day, the rain has not stopped, and even the next day is even bigger than last night.
This morning, the East Palace is a bit messy.
The reason was that Chaucer was cold last night. When he got up early, he spit out when he was eating. Prince Edward’s fear was not enough. He was asked to ask the doctor to come over.
The Prince Edward was nervous, and the entire East Palace was also very nervous.
Fortunately, after the doctor came to diagnose, I only said that the prince was suffering from some stomach discomfort, and this spit.
There is no such thing as a sigh of relief, and people are leading the doctor to prescribe medicine.
Chaucer leaned on the bed and looked softly at the side of the bed. He whispered helplessly: "I said nothing, and your Highness is always a big problem."
She did not stretch her face and helped her to lick the quilt. She looked up at her: "I dare to say that it is a small matter. It rained outside last night. It was cool in the morning. You still kicked the quilt. The king has not ruled you."

Chaucer had to beg for mercy: "Okay, okay, I am wrong. There are a lot of great men, and I forgive me this time."
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Chaucer listened. He was a little anxious and hugged his waist. His eyes were still soft and looked at him: "But the mother said that I want to bring me to the palace to see her today. Is it good to be fine?"
(End of this chapter)