My daughter is so annoying

He sang.

It's that song.

"When you get old, your hair turns gray."

"Drowsy."

"When you're old, you can't walk anymore."

"Napping by the fire, reminiscing about youth."

Fang Cheng watched Yang Yueyue sing, and he only had eyes for her at this moment.

When the guests heard that it was a new song, they quickly took out their phones to take pictures.

"When you're old, your eyebrows are downcast."

"The lights are dim and dim."

"The wind is blowing, my news."

"This is the song in my heart."

"When I'm old, I wish I could."

"This song is for you."

"This song...is for you."

"..."

After the last line was sung, a line of hot tears rolled down from Yang Yueyue's eyes.

This is the happiest day she has had so far.

……

Chapter 186 The Second Child Plan

It was past ten o'clock in the evening when I got home.

The two little girls were already asleep when they were in the car. After Yang Yueyue wiped the faces and hands of the two little girls with a wet towel, she put them directly on the bed and covered the two little girls with the quilt. Yang Yueyue walked lightly to the room and closed the door.

Yang Yueyue went downstairs and saw Fang Cheng sitting on the sofa 'spiritedly', and ran to the kitchen to make a bowl of hangover tea for Fang Cheng to drink.

"It's hot, slow down."

Fang Cheng took two sips, frowned and said, "It's so bitter."

Yang Yueyue chuckled: "Why are you just like a child, and still feel bitter."

"Why, do you think I'm too old?"

Yang Yueyue immediately retorted: "I didn't say that, you said it yourself."

Fang Cheng stared blankly at Yang Yueyue.

Yang Yueyue also stopped.

"what happened?"

"No... nothing, I was just thinking, other women get uglier as they get older, why is my wife getting more and more beautiful."

Yang Yueyue glared at Fang Cheng and smiled, but said, "It's not serious again."

Fang Cheng lay down again, muttering: "Once the wedding is over, I will have nothing to do. I should be at home most of the time this year, wife, do you want to go out this year?"

"No, I think it's fine to be at home."

"That's right." Fang Cheng muttered, "It's not convenient for me to go out now, so I might as well concentrate on thinking about how to have a second child at home."

Yang Yueyue washed the dishes, put them in the cupboard, turned around and said, "I'm going to take a shower first, remember to close the door when you go upstairs later."

"it is good."

As soon as Yang Yueyue went upstairs, Fang Cheng didn't sit still. Hangover tea was of no use to him. He simply got up and walked to the yard. After practicing Kung Fu for nearly an hour, he felt much refreshed after sweating all over. .

After closing both doors, Fang Cheng took a hot shower.

Lying on the bed, Fang Cheng turned over and pressed on Yang Yueyue. Just about to make a move, Fang Cheng suddenly remembered something, and whispered in Yang Yueyue's ear: "Why don't you try on the cheongsam you bought last time?"

"No, it's already so late." Yang Yueyue's head was almost buried in her collarbone.

Fang Cheng kindly persuaded him, "Just change it."

While speaking, Yang Yueyue spit out a mouthful of hot air near his ears, and Yang Yueyue's ears turned red.

"You... don't turn on the light."

"it is good."

Yang Yueyue got up and took out a set of cheongsam that Fang Cheng bought last time from the closet. It took a few minutes to put it on when Fang Cheng turned on the light.

Yang Yueyue immediately retracted into the bed.

"What are you doing? I told you not to turn on the light."

It is rare for Fang Cheng to be domineering once: "Today is the day to enter the bridal chamber, what are you afraid of?"

Lifting the quilt and seeing Yang Yueyue curled up in the middle of the bed in a tight-fitting cheongsam, Fang Cheng could only feel a rush of blood rushing directly to the Tianling cover.

Yang Yueyue raised her head slowly, with a drunken look on her brows and eyes, staring straight at him, pursing her lips lightly.

In the past, the lights were turned off, so she didn't know that Yang Yueyue still had this look.

Fang Cheng only felt that the door to a new world had been opened. He grabbed the quilt and covered his body. Immediately afterwards, the apparently firm bed began to shake slightly.

Squeak, squeak, squeak...

That night, the torrential rain hardly stopped, and the flowers growing outside were all drenched.

On the smooth cliff, there was a crack, and a small pink flower grew in the crack. It endured the merciless whipping of the wind and rain all night, and it weakened and dropped its flower buds several times. Zhu Xiaohua actually woke up again.

The red petals and dark green leaves seem to be more colorful than before.

……

New year and a new look.