MTL - Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye-Chapter 12 Are all playful ...

"Lang Jia and Lang Jie will stay at home for two months." Lang Ruoxian loosened his tie and sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed.

Can be drawn.

Yan Ye saw that there were two girls in charge of cleaning not far away, rubbing their murals, and blushing secretly towards this side.

"Oh ..." She retracted her gaze and looked sad, "Lang Jie doesn't seem to like me."

Lang Ruoxian squinted: "You want her to like you?"

"I just hope to live in peace together, after all, living together now." Yan Yan looked at him, "isn't it?"

"Looks like you are fully adapted." Lang Ruoxian smiled slightly. "Lang Jia ... a little girl, I think you should be fine."

The man's smile and tone are good, but ...

Yan Yan clearly saw the taunts and glee in his eyes.

"... I'm going upstairs first." She knew her level, and she was not in the same position as Lang Ruoxian, a snake ailment.

Lang Ruoxian left a step faster than her, and said something as she walked past Yan Yan.

"They are the real young lady of the Lang family, how about you ..."

Yan Yan's focus is in the first half, are they?

Every day after that, as long as Lang Jie met Yan Yan at home, she would ridicule her. Every time Yan Yan did not respond.

"Don't you eat too little?" This is a rare day. Lang Li Lang Hongyue and his wife are all together. Lang Li poses as an elder and has a relationship with the junior.

Yan Yan wiped her mouth, "Uncle, I'm full."

"Who's your name?" Lang Jia patted the table. "Mom, look at her, and call her the same as the elder brother, but without politeness."

Lang Hongyue glared at her daughter: "Yan Yan is right, but ... it seems strange."

"Call my elder brother later." Lang Ruoxian put down his chopsticks. "It's not too bad to call with Jiajia and Xiaojie."

Lang Li nodded: "Well, it's nice to call Brother!"

"Then I am the elder sister." Lang Jia laughed. "Hey, you are two people now. I eat so little."

Yan Ye was a little bit embarrassed: "I really can't eat it."

"Bo Li, Grandma Ershi has always been like this?" Lang Ruoxian suddenly called someone.

Li Bo glanced at Lang Li, who also looked at him intently.

"It was fine before, just recently ..." He dare not say.

Lang Hongyue's face sank: "Lang Jia, did you say something again?"

"Mom! You murdered me for her?" Lang Jia stared. "What can I say, it's her own pretense."

Lang Jia sighed: "Don't go into your heart, Xiao Jie always has no intention."

"I don't!" Yan Yan looked at her with a smile, and she was so beautiful, "I just don't want to eat it. I started to have vomiting these days, and eating too much is not comfortable."

Lang Jia's face changed, but she was worried and asked: "Does it matter? Should you go to the hospital?"

"The doctor said that the morning sickness was normal, and it was fine in the past." Yan Yan said he vomited twice, and the opposite Lang Jie ate the fly's expression.

Want to say what Lang Hongyue stared at.

"Uncle, I'll go up to rest first, eat slowly!" Yan Yan stood up and nodded to the Lang Hongyue couple.

Lang Li explained to Li Bo: "Find a woman who will wait for the pregnant woman to come back to cook, and you can't vomit and eat."

Yan Yan thanked him and slowly went up to the second floor. There was a gaze behind her, she knew it was Lang Ruoxian.

"Brother." After having dinner, Lang Jia stopped Lang Ruoxian, "I have a few words to say to you."

The two went to the small study, and Lang Jia watched the man walking in front of him a thousand times. She didn't like Lang Ruoxian's **** son, but she knew there would be others without Lang Ruoxian.

And ... if Lang Ruoxian can inherit the company, the Lang family will be their big house.

"Brother, you've just been looking at Yan Yan." Thinking of the interests, Lang Jia persuaded her opinion of Lang Ruoxian, "I know her beauty, but she is your brother and sister."

Lang Ruoxian smiled slightly: "You think too much, I look at the child in her belly."

"What do you mean?" Lang Jia reminded him of something. "If you shoot at that child, neither your aunt nor grandpa will let you go."

"Of course the child will be born." Lang Ruoxian still looked like Yulan Fengqing, "As soon as you are born, you don't know who will raise ..."