Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 1404 Director Situ is Too Poor

An Ran rubbed her eyes with her little hands, knowing in her heart that she couldn't sleep anymore, but she turned from side to side like a sloth, and refused to get up.

Mr. Leng looked upstairs from time to time, eagerly looking forward to An Ran going downstairs to take a walk with him.

Zheng Wenjuan handed the decoction to An Haiwen, and seeing Mr. Leng's hopeless look, she couldn't bear it.

So he stepped upstairs and dug An Ran out of the blanket.

"You child, why do you love to sleep since you came back? You don't care about the company's affairs? You don't make movies?"

The woman was nagging, thinking of how many times Situ Hao Leng came to look for An Ran, she felt a little pitiful.

No matter what, he is also a great director, squatting in other people's living room to watch every day, what's the matter.

The son-in-law who favors his own family protects the calf, no matter what Director Situ says, he just doesn't intend to let An Ran go to film.

In fact, from the perspective of a mother, Zheng Wenjuan did not want her to participate in any dangerous work when her daughter was pregnant.

I heard that making movies and TV is a high-risk job, and if you do it wrong, you will die.

But director Situ is too pitiful, and his girl is too sleepy, maybe it will be better if it is combined.

Now there are dangerous jobs, she believes that Situ Hao Leng will never let her daughter do it.

An Ran is like a panda, you pulled her up from one side, she turned over and lay down on the other side, letting herself roll all over the bed, but she just didn't want to get up.

The busy Zheng Wenjuan was sweating all over, and her face was flushed with anger.

It just so happened that Leng Chengtian came back from the study, and seeing this scene, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Mom, leave it to me! I'll wake her up."

Zheng Wenjuan turned her head and looked sideways at her uncle, hating iron for not being strong, and said: "I'll leave it to you, but I can't spoil a ball, it's too fat to have a baby."

I have to say, it was Zheng Wenjuan who understood her uncle, and a word instantly woke up the man who loved his wife dearly.

Walking a few steps to his mother-in-law, Leng Chengtian said solemnly: "Mom, I understand. Don't worry, I will definitely wake her up."

When her uncle spoke with a serious expression, Zheng Wenjuan had always trusted her without any doubts, so she let go of An Ran's hand, turned around and left the bedroom of the two of them.

The little girl was free of restraints, like an earthworm getting into the quilt, with a satisfied smile on her face, hugging the thin quilt and preparing to continue sleeping.

Leng Chengtian's eyes were full of distress, but with a firm light, he turned around and went to the dressing room to get clothes, and personally dressed and put on his girl's shoes, almost carrying her downstairs.

Seeing his granddaughter-in-law going downstairs, Mr. Leng's eyes lit up, and he stood up suddenly.

Scared, An Haiwen almost spit out the last sip of the soup, and got up too, not daring to take a breath.

He always has a humble feeling of being under the eaves and having to bow his head.

Leng Chengtian ignored Grandpa's expectant look, carried An Ran to the door, and explained to Aunt An along the way: "I will go to the set with Ran Ran, and I will come back for dinner."

Aunt An smiled and nodded and agreed: "My mother-in-law has gone out, I will tell her when I come back later."

The two of them talked without paying any attention to the person next to them, as if the other two men were air, and the old man's nose was crooked because of the coldness of his anger.

The crutch fell heavily on the ground, making a rattling sound, but failed to get any attention from the grandson.

Instead, it brought a trace of sympathy in An Haiwen's eyes, because he felt the same way.

(End of this chapter)