Luo Qing was stunned, muttering, "That little rascal kept saying that if I want a grandson, hang up immediately."
Looking up at Zheng Peng, both of them could feel there is something unusual about this sentence. Luo Qing let go of Zheng Peng's hand, rushed back to the living room while saying, "No, I have to ask who this little rascal plans to have children with. I definitely won't accept it if it's from another woman."
"Hey, hey," Zheng Peng reached out, but only grasped the air. He sighed, aware that he shouldn't interfere at this time, it could cause problems."
Zheng Peng shook his head helplessly, mourning for his son's future sex life for three minutes!
Luo Qing picked up her mobile phone and dialed back.
Zheng Haoyu casually threw the mobile phone onto the bed, grabbed Su Nian, let her sit on his lap, gently leaned back, examining his woman.
Her lips were slightly swollen, cheeks blushed, peach blossom eyes were shimmering, full of affection.
