Night Cold glanced at the girl beside him who was embarrassed and said with no expression: “Grandma, I have no intention of having a child, not to mention that Dr. Sun has already said that in my physical condition it is no longer possible for us to inherit from the clan in the future. ”

There is no room for a slight twist in the tone of the night.

No one knows better than him. He doesn't like children, he doesn't want them.

The old lady sniffed and frowned, “You child! Succeeding is the last thing you have to do. Don't you think you'll ever have a son of your own? Have you thought about it? ”

Ye Zheng buried his head and did not interrupt the conversation.

Actually, she really doesn't matter...

Straight Night Cold said: “I love children and I really want to belong to them. I'm sorry about this, I'll try to make it up to you. ”

Ye Zheng's face is so hard to hear...

Huh?

When did she say that?

She even said she hated kids, didn't she?

So... Straight Night Cold said it intentionally...

Intentionally saying that his condition is completely impossible, saying that she wants children very much...

Make the old lady feel sorry for the driver...

In fact, Dr. Sun said that as long as his body recovered smoothly, he could be completely human.

When I think of it, Ye Zheng suddenly has a feeling in his heart that he can't say.

On the way back.

It was quiet in the trunk of the car, and neither of them spoke.

Ye Zheng held onto his chin and stared at Shi Night Cold in a complex mood for half a day.

In fact, she is also quite tangled up. I don't know why, her subconscious doesn't seem to like children. On the one hand, she feels troubled and unattractive. On the other hand, she likes to live a free and unbound life.

Her ideal and other half of her future life is supposed to be full of waves, and what's the scenery behind it with a tug bottle?

A creature like a child is too much of a responsibility and significance to her.

But now think about it, if the person who had the baby with her was Shi Nightcold...

Seeing Ye Zheng blinking and staring at herself, Shi Nightcold looked at the girl and cast a suspicious look, "What are you trying to say? ”

Ye Zheng's little hand tangled up in his collar and pulled, “Honey, do you like children? ”

Night Cold: “I don't like it. ”

It's so simple...

If their future babies knew that their parents were this attitude, how hard should they be...

If they have kids in the future.

Ye Zheng tried to ask again, "If I particularly like it now, I want one! ”

Night Cold: “You want it? ”

Ye Qiang: “I mean, if! If!”

After half an hour, Simon nodded in a difficult tone, "I can satisfy you. ”

He was driving in front and snooping at Xu Yi in the back: "…”

Master, you really don't feel comfortable with the look on your face...

……

The night of Didu, the lights, the wide horse still the water maroon, the cars come and go.

Some kind of bridge in a densely populated area.

A man dressed like a Taoist, dressed in a long clothing shirt, sits invisible on the floor and pinches his feet.

Two people beside them, one lying flat and steady like a dead person, the other dressed in flowery whistles is flavorfully turning over an old fashion magazine, and someone loves to scream and shout.

Throughout the night, the three of them never opened, and the bowl in front of them was empty.

“Alas, there's no way for the captain to hide like this...” A flower sighs.

The idolater said, “Didn't the last captain tell Mr. Ye to help? ”

A flower looked at him with an idiot's eyes. “That's a last resort. The little devil is so smart, you can't fool around looking for someone...”

The two of them were nagging, suddenly, a "dawn" sounded, the three of them followed in the bowl, suddenly a whole stack of hundred yuan of banknotes, and it was still the euro...

Oh, shit!

Who's the homeowner?