"Thank God, thank God..." Uncle Zhang's eyes were slightly red, and his tone was also a little unsteady. "The master and his wife will be happy to know this."

In response to his silence, Zhang Bo realized that he was overjoyed and said what he thought.

Just don't know how to remedy, then listen to Huo Chenhuan should sentence: "EH."

"Young master?"

"You're right."

Hearing the heat in his eyes, Uncle Zhang found his voice again in a moment. He said with a smile, "is everything all right, young lady? Do you need me or my family to send some servants to take care of you? "

"No, I can take care of her."

Zhang Bo thought about it, but he didn't force it: "then you and young lady, please take care of yourself."

"Well." Huo Chenhuan said and seemed to think of something, "this matter first don't tell Shaoyang them."

"This..."

"I'll find a chance to tell them myself."

Zhang Bo suddenly realized that it is rare for his young master to have the vanity of his peers. He wants to show off this happy event to others. How can he not be perfect?

"All right, all right. Don't worry. I'll help you keep it secret with the young lady."

"Well." Huo Chenhuan answered with a low voice, his eyes flickering, "and..."

"What else?"

"Thank you." Thank you for taking care of me for so many years, and thank you for your care and help all the time.

Huo Chenhuan finished and hung up the phone, leaving Zhang Bo Leng in place, for a long time to react, crying and laughing.

Huo Chenhuan tells Zhang Bo about Su Yayan's pregnancy and then goes back to his room. At that time, Su Yayan is busy drawing prizes for the cute people in the comment area.

Su Yayan set the time after recording the video. When they were busy celebrating Huo Chenhuan's birthday last night, the video was uploaded automatically.

At a glance, there are rows of sour lemons in the comment area.

[in order to give my husband a surprise, I'm sad about the live transcriptional screen or something!]

[there are not only wife cakes, but also husband and wife lung slices. You can show your face when making a dish. I'll take it!]

[I am a male, XX university doctor, 28 years old, single. I'm eager for a girlfriend. It's not very demanding. As long as my daughter-in-law can personally make a bowl of longevity noodles for me on my birthday every year, those who want to contact me by private letter. All the above sentences are true. If you are the one, you are the one

Su Yayan is happy to see the comments, Huo Chenhuan came.

"What are you looking at?"

"Yesterday, I photographed the process of making cake and cooking, uploaded it to the website platform in the way of recording screen, and made an appointment to send gifts to several audiences in the comment area. I was just reading the review. "

Su Yayan said that he noticed something wrong, and as soon as he looked up, he faced his own man's dark face.

"What's the matter?"

"Lucky draw for gifts?"

"Yes."

"The food you made?"

"Well... That's right."

"Including the wife cake?"

Su Yayan finally understood why Huo Chenhuan was angry after hearing this. Not long ago, he joked that it was his wife's wife cake.

If the lottery is given out and the cake made by his wife is given to other men, is this to be someone else's wife?

Conscious head of a green Huo Chen Huan, that must not endure ah!

"Puff..." Su Yayan wanted to understand this, but he couldn't help laughing. After laughing, he took Huo Chenhuan's neck and comforted him, "no, no, don't worry. Wife cake is not a prize."

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