Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

After taking a nap, Leng Shaoxuan was ready to go. After all, she had just seen her grandson. She was about to leave before she lived for a few days. Naturally, she didn't give up. Seeing that her grandson was so big, she didn't seem to have a good word with him.

Then, standing in front of him, Leng Shaoxuan lowered his body slightly and asked his grandmother to hold him, just like when he was a child, but before Leng Shaoxuan felt the warmth, he felt a hot look staring at him.

He looked up and saw his grandfather's faint look, as well as Leng Boyan's malicious smile.

As soon as he touched grandpa's eyes, his back immediately stiffened and wanted to straighten up, but his grandmother was still holding him. He was not easy to act rashly, so he had to keep this strange action all the time. However, the next moment he understood the meaning of Leng Boyan's smile.

"Shaoxuan! Look at you. I'm so old in the twinkling of an eye. Time flies!"

He listened to what his grandmother said. He just wanted to make a sound, and then he found that his grandmother didn't intend him to answer her at all. She just kept saying her own words.

"My handkerchief has become a heavy grandmother. You'd better have a son quickly!"

Then Leng Boyan behind him burst out laughing.

"Mom! Where does she want to have a baby? She's so busy."

Then Leng Shaoxuan seemed to think of something. The corners of his mouth hooked up and smiled brightly.

"Indeed, I still have things to finish. I may be very busy in recent days! But I can rest in a few days."

Leng Boyan didn't know what that sentence meant, but he knew it at night. Listening to the news that the company at the other end of the phone had been completely acquired, he sent out a burst of wailing, but soon there was the stern voice of the old man.

"What's the funeral at night? Stop arguing. I'll take your mother to nice tomorrow! Get out of here again."

After playing with Mu Haitang and angel for a few days, Lan Lan's inspiration seemed to be suppressed. After a few days, it broke out completely. She was stuffy in the room all day, and would come out when taking a bath. Mu Haitang sent it in when eating.

Mu Haitang looked at Lan Lan whose face was tired but glowing red. His eyes were helpless. He gently put the food on the table, and the crisp voice pulled Lan Lan's thoughts back.

Then looking at Mu Haitang, his eyes immediately glowed. With that expression, the corners of his mouth almost came down with saliva.

"Begonia! Begonia! You really came in time! I just remembered..."

Lan Lan reached out and hugged Mu Haitang's waist. Before he finished his happy words, he was interrupted by Mu Haitang's explosive chestnut.

"Big designer, eat first. After dinner, I'm listening to you! Eat quickly!"

Finally, Lan Lan still didn't twist Mu Haitang's persistence, and then quickly ate with his rice bowl. People who didn't know thought it was like he had just escaped from the war and didn't eat enough.

"Let me tell you... Burp... Let me tell you, I recently thought of a dinner about designers in Milan. The main purpose is to let designers wear their own clothes, just like giving designers who are not very famous a chance to show their face."

Lan Lan hurried to finish the meal in her mouth, and then looked at Mu Haitang happily. The light in her eyes seemed to be comparable to the table lamp behind her.