Chapter 223: Should I give you a grandson first

"Well ..." Yan Qingsi didn't hold back a laugh, and she quickly put down her spoon, for fear she might catch it.
Yue Tingfeng lifted her chin provocatively at Yan Qingsi, with a proud expression, as if to say, "How is it? Yeah is so domineering, he can do it.
Mrs. Yue froze, "What are you talking about? You haven't lost your mind."
Yue Tingfeng was dark-faced: "It's broken, it's not bad, it's burned out." Yu
Fire attacked.
Yan Qingsi said to Mrs. Yue, "Auntie, your son's head is fine, it's a kidney problem, you can go back and buy him some impotence."
Yue Tingfeng's face suddenly dripped out of the water: "Yan Qingsi, you know, what you said today, I will remember."
Yan Qingsi drank a bite of porridge: "Well, you can't help but tell me the truth, this is my conclusion based on your performance and facts."
Madam Yue shouted angrily: "You bullshit, my son is fine."
After speaking, quickly asked Yue Tingfeng: "Yes, son."
Obviously, there was no bottom in my heart, and I was already making a sudden rush, and my eyes were anxious, and the tone showed a faint heart.
Yue Tingfeng felt that she was going to be driven crazy by these two women. He just wanted to say: Mom, don't you just talk? Don't ask for your help, don't drag your son and run to the leg of the great goal?
Yue Tingfeng gritted her teeth and said, "Of course not. Can she believe her ghost words?"
Yan Qingsi supported her chin: "What am I talking about? Didn't I have a miscarriage last time? Young people, don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment, don't watch now, it will be more difficult in the future, after all, you have no one to follow."
Mrs. Yue is in a hurry, that's right, she has no children yet.
She looked worried: "Son, do you ... go to ..." (hospital)
Yue Tingfeng interrupted Mrs. Yue's words: "Mom, I beg you, go shopping every day, do beauty treatments, play cards with your friends, and drink afternoon tea. It ’s all right. Leave everything else, you IQ really can't keep up, so don't rush. "
Yue Tingfeng really feels tired, tired.
His mother, his mother, was so easily confused by Yan Qingsi again and again.
Believe that pregnancy and miscarriage, that he is a fast-handed gunman, even believe that, how many times has she been cheated?
Mrs. Yue snorted and said, "Who do you say IQ can't keep up with? I want IQ to keep up. Where do you come from such a good mind, I'm your mother, and I don't care about you yet."
Yue Tingfeng sighed and was so tired, he said, "Mom, if I really have a problem, how can she be pregnant."
Yan Qingsi raised her hand: "That's because I'm in good health, and it's easy to get pregnant."
She turned her head and wanted to tease Mrs. Yue, "Auntie, should I give your family a little grandson first, lest your son, really ... you know it later."
Mrs. Yue gritted her teeth, moved the corners of her mouth a few times, and seemed to be thinking about what to say.
Yue Tingfeng supported her forehead, and I went to it, and I really thought about it.
Such unreliable words are obviously lying, ... ...
Yue Tingfeng slaps the table, scaring Yan Qingsi and Mrs. Yue.
He said, "Stop me all. Whoever dares to mention this, don't blame me for being in a hurry."
"Mom, it's 12 o'clock in the morning. If you don't sleep anymore, do you want to face tomorrow?"
Mrs. Yue hurriedly touched her face. "Thinking ..." But she also wanted her grandson.
Yue Tingfeng pointed upstairs: "Go back to sleep, go back immediately."