Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Okay.” Pastoral smiled, "I'll marry him if he asks me to marry him later, whether he's officially proposing or not. ”

“Of course. You married him, his family. If you get sick and hurt, he won't leave you alone, will he? ”

“Sister May, I married him to be happy, not sick and wounded.” Pastoral blinked and his pale, reddish face looked young.

Sister May didn't think otherwise, “Who doesn't get sick a few times in a person's life? Especially our women, who still suffer for days a month. Especially you.”

Makoto listened and looked at Mae in the dark. "I'm embarrassed that I know my situation so well. ”

“You suffered too much when you were on the raw roll, and Tsukiko didn't sit properly, can you not have a painful period? I'm a woman, too. I know how important it is for a woman. However..."

Sister Mei smiled obscurely, “Pastoral heart, hurry up with Ben to have a second child, the first time did not sit properly Tsukiko, the second time. ”

"It's too early to say that you have a second child," said Makoto. ”Though she also wanted her body to be great.

“Your son is four years old, and he hasn't left a word?” What an affair.

“Sister Mei, you promised me not to tell Benjamin that Makoto is his son! ”

Mae nodded: “Yes, I won't. ”

“I couldn't hide him for long, either. I tested him and told him when I got back to City A. ”

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When Ma Xin returned from Sister May, Ma Xin and Banjia preferred not to play games.

Mausoleum's asleep.

Banjia preferred to sit against the bed, and the head pillow of the roller rested on his leg, sleeping very heavily.

The tablet is next to Banjianing and the screen is still lit.

When Makoto pushed the door in, he didn't see Banjia playing with the tablet, but saw him bowing his head and looking at Makoto.

As he bowed his head, Liu Hai drifted down, covering his eyes, and the shepherd could not see his eyes.

But his face, it's so perfect.

It's like noticing someone coming in, Ben's family would rather look up.

Pastoral hearts captured the drowning tenderness in his eyes.

When he saw Makoto, Ben's family would rather snap a smile: “Are you back? ”

Makoto looked at her and looked at Makoto again, nodding his head: “Hmm. ”

“Pastor's asleep, this boy, must sleep on my thighs. ”

Makocchan approached and looked at the bright screen computer, which was a table number.

Makoto asks, "No more games at work? ”

“Mm-hmm.” Benjamin took a look at the tablet.

This is some important data, but he's not afraid to see it.

“Does this not affect your work? ”

“Not affected." Just afraid of tablet radiation.

He watched him fall asleep, put the computer down, and ready to take him away.

Head down, looking at the sleeping pasture, Banjia preferred to think about it.

This child, so handsome, so adorable, so charming, he feels more like his own son than Cheng Junguo's son.

It occurred to me that whoever he belonged to, in the future, he could only be the son of Ben Jianing, and his eyes softened.

Before he could open his arms, Mahjong came in.

“I'll take her away.” Pastoral heart goes around the other side of the bed.

“No, I got it.” Banjia preferred to stop Pastoral Heart, laughing: “Let me be a grandfather. ”

Makoto was so moved that Banjia preferred to treat Makoto so well.

But then I thought, touching the hair, Kazuki was his son.