"Is it because it's too stuffy inside the car?" Mu Wanwan said, rolling down the car window partly so that the air can circulate more. "Would you feel better if you open the windows like this?"
Bao Sihan put his arms around Mu Wanwan's waist, and leaned his head on Mu Wanwan's shoulder: "Just sleep for a while."
Mu Wanwan nodded: "Okay, then you can rest for a while. If you still feel uncomfortable when you wake up later, please ask your mother to take a look."
Bo Sihan sniffed the body fragrance emanating from Mu Wanwan's body, and closed his eyes contentedly.
Mu Wanwan leaned against the soft seat and closed her eyes.
Sitting at the front, Gong Yiwan saw from the rearview mirror that Mu Wanwan and Bao Sihan had closed their eyes to rest, so she arranged for Gong Yu to take out a blanket and cover them both in a low voice.
The atmosphere in the car is very warm.
At this time, the other party.
Wen Ruhua was sitting on the sofa, holding a needle and thread in his hand, and there was a tablet computer on the coffee table in front of him, learning how to crochet socks while watching the video on the tablet computer.
She has been pampered and pampered in her life, and has never done such a thing.
But thinking that her future great-grandson will be able to wear the clothes she wove by herself, she feels that she will be very satisfied, so she simply starts to learn now.
Yuan Meiran went downstairs to the living room and saw Wen Ruhua sitting there earnestly knitting. She thought she was dazzled, so she couldn't help rubbing her eyes.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Yuan Meiran asked in an incredible tone.
"Can't you see? Hook the socks for the kids." Wen Ruhua was in a good mood today, so it was rare that she didn't ignore Yuan Meiran.
Yuan Meiran frowned.
Children's socks?
Did Wen Ruhua already know the news?
But hasn't she already arranged for Nishan, and it's not been three months yet, so don't let her talk about it and keep it a secret?
Could it be that Yunze told Wen Ruhua?
Thinking of this, Yuan Meiran walked to the sofa and sat down, glanced at the pink wool in Wen Ruhua's hand, couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips and said, "Mom, it's too early for you to do this now? The child hasn't been born yet, And now that the month is relatively young, I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s a boy or a girl. If it¡¯s a boy, it¡¯s not suitable to wear pink.¡±
Wen Ruhua was stunned for a moment: "What month is younger? Is Wanwan pregnant? Why didn't I know?"
The smile on Yuan Meiran's lips froze instantly, and her tone became much colder: "I thought you were preparing for the baby in Nishan's womb."
After finishing speaking, Yuan Meiran stared at Wen Ruhua with dissatisfied eyes.
Daring to be affectionate is because she is being passionate!
This damn old woman would do such a thing for Mu Wanwan!
What's so good about Mu Wanwan?
She really can't figure it out!
Why are the relatives around her, even her son, so obsessed with that bitch!
"Yue Nishan is pregnant?" Wen Ruhua frowned and asked.
"Yeah, it's been more than a month." Yuan Meiran tried her best not to look so stinky, but her smile was uglier than her cry.
She really couldn't figure out why Wen Ruhua loved Bao Sihan's illegitimate illegitimate son so much, but was so indifferent to her Yunze!
"It's been more than a month." Wen Ruhua narrowed his eyes slightly, "They haven't settled on their marriage yet, why don't they know how to be careful?"
Ever since Yue Nishan acted as a demon at her birthday banquet last time, she didn't have any affection for Yue Nishan.
She originally planned to let Bo Yunze and Yue Nishan break off, but she didn't expect that Yue Nishan was pregnant. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com