So, can you continue to explain why he is at her house?
"Uncle, daddy, do you want some milk?" The little Loli walked around her mother and ran to the bed, with her hands on the bed, her face full of excitement.
"Uncle, daddy?" Ye Weiwei tilted her head and looked at her daughter blankly.
The little Loli turned around, her big eyes were shining with starlight, and she said very cutely: "Mommy, yesterday you and your uncle slept in the same bed. So after all, he is my dad."
Hearing this, Ye Weiwei twitched her lips slightly and raised her forehead, "Xixi, who told you that raw rice is cooked into cooked rice?"
The little Loli held her face in her hands and said seriously: "The warden's aunt said that mommy and uncle sleep on the same bed. They are just cooking rice. They will give me younger brothers and sisters in the future. They want to get married!"
After hearing this, Ye Weiwei waved her hands in embarrassment and squatted next to her daughter, "Baby, don't listen to the warden's aunt's nonsense. This is just a misunderstanding!"
The little Loli's eyes fell directly on Ye Weiwei's belly, with a look of disbelief on her face, "There is no misunderstanding!"
After saying that, she looked at Jamel Xiao and asked very seriously: "Uncle and dad, you will give birth to younger siblings with my mommy, right?"
Before Xiao Jinghan could answer, Ye Weiwei had already covered her daughter's mouth, curled her lips and said with a flattering smile: "Well, Mr. Xiao, childish words are unbridled, don't take them seriously, don't take them seriously!"
Mu Qingyu inserted his slender fingers into his hair, his eyes like the deep sea fell directly on Ye Weiwei's face, and raised his eyebrows: "Don't take this sentence seriously?"
What else is there to say, don’t you want to play with me? Ye Weiwei roared in her heart.
She felt that the man opposite her was not something she could handle, so she could only say with a very nice attitude: "It's just like sleeping together to cook rice and having younger brothers and sisters."
"Oh..." The man's slender fingers touched his chin again, and his voice was low and hoarse, as seductive as the sound of a cello: "So, you just want to cook with me and don't want to have children with me?"
"No, it's not... I don't want to cook with you, let alone have children!" Ye Weiwei blinked, looking extremely sincere.
"You think I'm not qualified?"
Hearing this, Ye Weiwei shook her head like a rattle, "How could it be possible? It's me. I'm not qualified! I'm ugly and evil-hearted. I have no education, no family background, and I have a daughter. I'm not worthy of cooking with you."
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"I will marry you without disdain for you!"
Ye Weiwei was stunned for a second, and then coughed violently, almost choking on her own saliva, "Mr. Xiao, stop joking, I am a released prisoner, how can you not dislike it! If you want to play games, you can
Look for someone with a clean net worth, I’m really not suitable for this, and I don’t have time to play with you!”
After hearing this, Jamel Xiao’s handsome eyebrows knitted tightly into a hill, “I’m not kidding.”
After Ye Weiwei listened, she looked at Jamel Xiao and then at herself. If a courier boy told her this, she might believe it.
But the person across from me has a good temperament and good taste. He obviously belongs to a wealthy family.
Do rich men lack women?
Moreover, what did he like about her? This face?
In terms of face, Ye Chuchu is much more charming than her. He could just go to Ye Chuchu. What does he mean by looking for her? What's the point of using her as a pastime if it's not a joke?
Ye Weiwei shook her head subconsciously, and then accidentally spoke out what was in her heart.