The male god proposed again today

Chapter 65 Yes, You Are My Grandpa

On the other side, Shen Mosheng ran away with Han Yingying in his arms.

Seeing that she was about to rush out the door, Han Yingying quickly patted him: "Shen Mosheng, stop."

Shengsheng stopped, and Shen Mosheng looked at her worriedly: "Your stomach hurts, you need to go to the hospital."

"That's a tactic to delay the attack, otherwise how could you escape from Grandpa Shen's clutches?" Han Yingying sniffed and said with lingering fear.

"Grandpa Shen is really scary. My legs are still weak now. You can carry me to the sofa for a while."

"It really doesn't hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Shen Mosheng hugged her and sat down on the sofa, a pair of dark eyes stared closely at her belly without blinking, as if afraid of a little person popping out suddenly.

Uncomfortable being stared at by him, Han Yingying grabbed the pillow and threw it on his face: "Don't watch it any more."

Taking the pillow accurately, Shen Mosheng's face was full of worry: "I'm afraid your stomach hurts."

"It won't hurt if you keep staring at it?"

"If it hurts, you have to tell me."

"I see."

"You silly child, you are afraid that Yingying's stomach will hurt, so you pour some water for her and prepare some food for her. What's the use of just staring at her?"

Shen's mother stared at her son bitterly, and secretly sighed to herself that it's a good thing Yingying is willing to have such a stupid son, otherwise it would be really worrying.

Shen Mosheng's expression was slightly startled, and he asked with some hesitation: "Does Yingying want to eat?"

"No, I should go home."

Shen's mother said at the right time: "Yingying, there is pudding today."

"Then I'll sit down later." Han Yingying immediately changed her mind when she heard that there was delicious food.

"Mo Sheng, hurry up and get the pudding you specially reserved for Yingying." Shen's mother hurriedly winked at her son, hoping that he would be smarter this time.

Unexpectedly, Shen Mosheng asked with a puzzled face: "When did I leave pudding for her?"

Mother Shen: ...

Han Yingying: ...

Why fantasize about an elm bump?
Seeing that both of them looked at him speechlessly, Shen Mosheng was even more confused: "What's wrong?"

"Go and take out the pudding from the refrigerator." Mother Shen resisted the urge to touch her forehead.

After all, the son is his own, so he can't be too obvious.

Shen Mosheng remained motionless: "Yingying ate too many cold drinks today, so I can't eat any more."

Han Yingying glared at him: "I can!"

"Stomach will be uncomfortable."

"I'm very comfortable."

"Sakura, don't be willful."

"You're not my dad." Han Yingying muttered unhappily, her mind was full of pudding.

"I'll take you back."

Mother Shen: ...

Han Yingying got up angrily: "No, I'll go by myself."

"It's dark, it's not safe."

Han Yingying gritted her teeth: "It's very safe, Dad."

"I'm not your father..." Shen Mosheng glanced at her dully, seeing her angry look, a little at a loss.

"Yes, you are my grandfather, can I listen to you in everything? Grandpa!" Han Yingying was so angry that she didn't want to talk to anyone at all.

"I'm not……"

"Why, you still want to be my ancestor?"

"no……"

"Ancestor, you should go back quickly, I'm afraid I can't help but beat you up."

Shen Mosheng walked quickly in front of Han Yingying, blocking her way.

"Why? You still want me to kowtow to you, ancestor?" Han Yingying stared at him with fiery eyes, wishing she could rub him and throw him aside.

Shen Mosheng squatted down halfway, at the same height as her, and said seriously: "You beat me up."

"Shen Mosheng, do you think I dare not?"

(End of this chapter)