Chapter 1726: The Rest Of My Life Is For You 4 (1/2)

Mo Yong was honest this time.

Zheng Mohong was sitting in front of him.

But I really wrote this down, I'm afraid he won't be able to receive his wife until tomorrow.

Mo Yongheng's black eyes turned slightly, and while trying to complete the task, he changed his normal silence and took the initiative to find a housekeeper to chat.

”Butler, what do you usually like to eat?”

housekeeper:””

The housekeeper didn't know what medicine was sold in Mo Yongquan, and looked nervously at Zheng Mohong. Seeing Zheng Mohong said nothing, he answered honestly.

”I'm not picky, and I like a lot of things. I can't say that she doesn't like sour, and too sour fruit doesn't work.”

”Really? Are you sure you remember correctly? I have eaten with her during this time, and she will always order pickled fish every time, saying that she especially likes hot and sour food recently.” Mo Yongheng said unconsciously.

Hearing that, the housekeeper also choked.

With a look of surprise: ”No, I have been caring for many years, and her taste has not changed ...”

The steward spoke halfway, as if thinking of something, his eyes widened for a moment.

”Can it be ...”

The word ”pregnant” came to the housekeeper's mouth, and swallowed it back.

Normal people do not change their tastes for no reason, but pregnant women are different.

As soon as this woman becomes pregnant, what she usually does not like to eat may turn into a good heart, and she ca nt wait to eat it.

The steward's response was in line with Mo's eternal expectations.

Let's look at Zheng Mohong next.

He was reluctant to marry his daughter, and it wasn't that angry Mo was eternally sullen and turned away from his palm.

But if Zheng Yan is pregnant, it will be different!

He's going to be a grandfather soon. If he had a daughter ... he would be able to rush behind his homeowner.

Whoops!

You can't think about it, just thinking about Zheng Mohong, Mo eternally becomes pleasing to the eye!

”Ahem!”

Zheng Mohong stared at the copybook in front of Mo Yongheng and thought about it.

”If you promise me a condition, you won't have to write this copybook.”

”Dad, you say.” Mo Yong is waiting.

Zheng Mohong didn't meander: ”If you and Yanyan have children in the future, you will come back at least one month a year!”

Mo Yong never hesitated to put the brush down: ”Yes.”