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Thinking of this possibility, Yin Shaojieâs heart beat faster.
Song Shijun patted his shoulder and said, â you and Xiaoxiao arenât in such a hurry to get married and have children, are you? Wait for me first, or else all of you will be in pairs, and Iâll be the only one left. Itâll be too miserable.â
After getting married, many things would be different.
&Quot; getting married and having children ... &Quot; Yin Shaojie muttered to himself for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, â it wonât be so soon. &Quot;
He wanted to get married to Xiaoxiao as soon as possible so that she could become young mistress Yin. He wanted to stamp his seal on her so that no one could covet her.
However, giving birth ...
Xiaoxiao had just turned seventeen. It was still too early.
Yin Shaojie was conflicted.
What if he really won the lottery this time?
He couldnât tell if he was happy or sad. It was very complicated.
Song Shijun listened to him and looked at him in disbelief. &Quot; but I have a feeling that you canât wait to marry Xiaoxiao. Maybe one day, you two will suddenly get married and youâll drag Xiaoxiao to another country to get married. Or maybe one day, you two will accidentally lose your life and have no choice but to get married early. &Quot;
He even raised his eyebrows suggestively as he said the last sentence.
âHow is it? Did you eat Xiaoxiao?â
Yin Shaojie glanced at him and didnât say anything.
However, song Shijunâs words about âaccidentally giving birth to a little lifeâ made his eyebrows Twitch.
If they really had a baby, they must get married immediately. They must not let the baby have no status.
Thinking about it this way, it seemed pretty good.
He wanted to get married earlier, but Xiaoxiao refused.
Mu Xiaoxiao was eating the cake, and she felt a little strange when she received Yin Shaojieâs gaze from time to time.
âWhatâs wrong?â She looked at him and asked.
Yin Shaojie pretended to look away as if nothing had happened. He pointed at song Shijun and said, â this guy thinks our cake is too sweet. Do you think we should teach him a lesson? â
Song Shijun was stunned. What was with him being the scapegoat for no reason?
âI didnât say I dislike it! I just said itâs too sweet. Have you ever seen a boy like sweet things? I think itâs normal for it to be sweet. You girls like to eat sweet things like this.â He quickly explained.
âIâve only seen boys who like sweet food.â Mu Xiaoxiao said.
Song Shijun refused to admit defeat. &Quot; who is it? Who are you talking about?â
Mu Xiaoxiao paused and glanced at han qiqing from the corner of her eye, feeling that she had said the wrong thing.
Fortunately, han qiqing was distracted. She was probably still thinking about the tutoring, so she didnât notice their conversation.
&Quot; who ... Anyway, there are boys in this world who like sweet food. Since you dislike it so much, then youâre not allowed to eat it. Give it back to me! &Quot;
&Quot; I told you, I donât mind ... &Quot; song Shijun felt wronged.
Mu Xiaoxiao fooled around with song Shijun for a while before asking Yin Shaojie, â do you want to send some cake to Xiaomeng and ye sijue? â
He wanted to call Xiaomeng over to eat cake, but she didnât pick up. Maybe she hadnât woken up yet.
Song Shijun teased, â I mustâve been having fun last night. How could I wake up so early? â
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs hand, which was stained with cream, wiped it on his face.
Han qiqing said, â Xiaoxiao, can I bring some cake back? â
âSure, of course. Iâll cut more for you.â Mu Xiaoxiao turned around and replied. She picked up the knife and cut it, planning to cut a quarter for her.