"Xiao Yu, get up quickly and have breakfast. You can't stay in bed." Mrs. Wan cares about her son in a whim.

Today, she got up early. She didn't see the old man. She was supposed to have gone to practice Taiji. She was bored. Listening to the children of she Lian, Qihu always gets up at 5:30 and begins morning training at 6:00. She turns to think of her son who often sleeps till noon.

Mrs. Wan thinks that she can't. If she is found out that her son is a big slob, her reputation will be bad. Although

Her son's reputation abroad was not so good.

Mrs. Wan felt guilty when she thought about it. She didn't get a response from her son. She also looked at her hand. Seven o'clock in the morning is really the time when my son can't get up.

Mrs. Wan was very polite to knock on the door, "baby son, mother knew you were lazy, so brought you breakfast."

"Mom sent it in for you..." As soon as Mrs. Wan opened the door, her eyes widened.

This, this, this, this son's embrace is Who is it!

Shocked their intimacy, as if they were disturbed by the sound of the door, Mrs. Wan immediately left the house and waved her hand to let her children leave with breakfast.

Mrs. Wan came to the lake of she Lian and sat in the pavilion, trying to figure out for herself what was going on in that scene.

"I didn't wake up I didn't wake up. I didn't wake up. " She also tried to hypnotize herself.

"Madam, it's said that the young Lord often goes to naqihu to be with five disciples recently. Maybe he just discusses martial arts with each other." The maid who accompanies Mrs. wan to come over to persuade her wife not to think too much.

Mrs. Wan, listening to this, felt more and more right that feeling. She often went to Qihu, but it was not like before that she fell in love with her old man, and then went to the old man's training school to see people and wait for others.

It's definitely fishy.

If the object is a girl Mrs. Wan Tuotuo cheek, she did not know whether her old man would allow Xiaoyu to fall in love so early. After all, she was just an adult, and her own constitution was very special.

This is still a man, obviously a bigger man than Xiaoyu. It's going to be together. There will be conflicts in the future. Can her children win.

After such an hour, Mrs. Wan has been thinking about this very profound question.

When she was hungry and ate the breakfast she should have given her son and found it cold, she immediately recalled what should be the business.

Putting down breakfast, Mrs. Wan immediately walked out of the pavilion, "where is the master? Where is the master practicing Tai Chi?"

The accompanying maid hastily tidied up the things on the table, and then followed his wife, reminding him in a low voice: "madam, madam, manners."

Mrs. Wan became dignified immediately, and her handkerchief wiped the sweat from her forehead. Slow down: almost, almost exposed their twenty years of disguised gentleness.

Under the guidance of the children of she Lian, Mrs. Wan finally found the master who was really practicing Tai Chi.

In case the Lord could not accept it, she saw her old man and said, "do you mind having a son?"

Lord Wan's hand froze in mid air, and then he was surprised to see Mrs. Wan's stomach.

"You have it."

He thought his wife was pregnant.

Mrs. Wan's face turned red, and she almost didn't stretch: "nonsense!"

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