The Young Wife is Pregnant:Pampered and Teased by Young Master Marshall

"This is my home. You put it in my kitchen without a label. Even if you take it, it's nothing. The things in our house belong to me and Jingyao. She can use them freely." Luo Wanyi didn't care if Yang Jialan was jumping, and she returned politely.

The metaphor is for her son. It's not aphrodisiac, but hemostasis. There's nothing wrong with that.

Instead of her, she would not care whether Yang Jialan was angry or not. She would use it directly.

"Luo Wanyi, don't you prefer Yu Mo to be your daughter-in-law? When did you protect this metaphor? Look at her face like a fox spirit. Sooner or later, she will take away Jingyao's soul. "

"Er Bo Niang, if yu se wanted to catch my brother's soul, my brother would never come back to this house. He didn't even have any logic. No wonder Mo jingxun was so..." With that, Mo Jingxi suddenly stopped, and then his eyes fell straight behind Yang Jialan, as if he saw something fierce.

"You don't know how to talk. My family's Jing Xun is very good. I'll kneel down soon."

Yu se glanced at her faintly, but she didn't care. She turned around and left.

"Yu se, stop for me. You're just trying to escape, aren't you? Murphy, hold her

"Mom, shut up."

Yang Jialan was stunned, "jingxun, aren't you sleeping? What are you doing here? "

But when she turned around, she was dumbfounded. "Jingxun, what make-up do you put on your face? What ugly make-up! Wash these red spots quickly. They are so ugly. How can we meet people on the street? "

Seeing Yang Jialan's hand touch it, Mo jingxun leaned over and said, "don't touch it. It's itchy. It's bad to infect you." But he grabbed it with his own hand.

This grab, the face on the neck originally red fresh a more red.

"What's going on?" Yang Jialan loves her son.

"Just last night after eating the bowl of food you steamed, I woke up early in the morning itching. It's all you. What else do you want me to hold your grandson for you early? Now I have no face to see people. I'm itching to death."

Yang Jialan reached out and caught Mo jingxun's hand. "Don't catch it. If you catch it again, you will break your face. Jingxun is so handsome and beautiful, you can't catch his face."

"But I itch to death, you let go."

Seeing Mo jingxun itching very hard, Yang Jialan was in a trance for a moment, then suddenly turned around and wanted to pull Yu SE's hand, but she didn't dare, "Yu se, do you have a way? You can't let him break his face like this. "

At this moment, Yang Jialan finally remembers Yu SE's warning last night. Yu se told her that Mo jingxun couldn't eat eel last night. She thought Yu se wanted to retaliate against her nonsense at that time. Unexpectedly, after a sleep, Mo jingxun's skin became what it is now.

Yuse stepped back and said, "it's none of my business, but if I hadn't kindly brought out ten eels yesterday, I'm afraid your son is more serious now. I don't think he has any skin to see."

"Yu se, I thank you. You'd better give Jing Xun a look to see if you can stop itching." Mo jingxun has been grasping, really will leave a scar, Yang Jialan anxious.

"Is the eel still useful?"

"No, no, if you want, I'll send someone to buy it for you. Only I can buy the wild eel." At this time, Yang Jialan is not only not to return, but also very attentive to send metaphor.

"Jing Yao's wound has stopped bleeding. He doesn't need it any more." The metaphor is light.

"Yu se, show it to my son." Yang Jialan didn't believe in Yu se, but she didn't expect that what Yu se said casually last night really happened. If she wasn't sure that Yu se had no physical contact with Mo jingxun, she almost suspected that Yu se had given Mo jingxun some medicine.

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