The wealthy retired wife: Baby, marry me again!

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What Ling Mufeng always revolves around is whether she has herself in her heart, whether she loves Qin Yishu more than herself.

It's Ye Zhiqiu, an emotional idiot who doesn't understand love, who always thinks about problems one-sidedly, so he doesn't understand what he means.

hate it!

He hated his teeth itching, but there was nothing he could do. [

Who told him not to open his eyes, but fell in love with this silly girl?

"I've changed my mind now, I want to marry you, I want to pester you every night, we will have seventeen or eighteen children, form a football team, and revitalize Chinese football!"

Ling Mufeng smirked, bit her earlobe, and gently pestered her.

"Ten, seventeen or eight children?!"

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback, "Do you think I'm a sow? Seventeen or eight, thank you for being able to tell!"

"Then three or four are fine! As long as it is born between you and me, I like it!"

Ling Mufeng reluctantly lowered the standard.

"No! Ling Mufeng, you are ignoring family planning!"

Ling Mufeng almost vomited blood to death.

Ye Zhiqiu refuted his words, why, why is it so funny?

Does this guy have a brain? Is she really a good graduate student?

Why didn't she know what was the point of his words?

It's not about how many children the two of them have.

It's that they get married, they get together, they have kids!

"Then you promise me, marry me, entangle with me, and have children with me?"

Ling Mufeng smirked, since this guy couldn't hear the voice-over, he had to explain it himself!

"I……"

Ye Zhiqiu, who was belatedly aware, finally understood what Ling Mufeng was thinking.

Immediately blushing with shame, unable to say a word. [

To have a child, of course, certain human-making steps are required.

Ling Mufeng let go of her, stretched out his hands to clasp her shoulders, and turned her around.

"You owe me a child, so you must make it up to me!"

"I..." Ye Zhiqiu panicked.

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