Chapter 8800 The early morning of winter, the flowing light is quiet (9)

Qiao Muyuan smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth. This was actually Ji Changmu!

This is really Ji Changmu!

Qiao Muyuan couldn't help but kiss her with the photo. This little baby is so cute, it doesn't look like Ji Changmu.

"This is probably ten months old, and he can climb. That day he was crawling around on the bed, and his father took a photo." Yang Shuzheng remembered it very deeply.

"How come there is such a cute baby, which is even more cute than Zhibao."

"If you like this photo, take it back, I only found this one, or you can try to see more photos from Changmu."

"He won't show it to me." Qiao Muyuan stared at the photo and couldn't let it go.

She remembered what she wanted to say before and asked Yang Shuzheng: "Mom, if Brother Ji and I have babies in the future, would you like Brother Ji a little more, or like me?"

She suddenly asked this, and Yang Shuzheng was stunned.

She always thought that Qiao Muyuan was young and might not want children very much.

"Mu Yuan, do you like boys or girls?"

"Everyone likes it." Qiao Muyuan had a bright and generous smile, and looked at Ji Changmu, who was cute and cute in the photo.

This baby is so cute. She is wearing a small, creamy sweater, holding a plush toy, and her eyes are bright.

"You and Changmu's children must be beautiful."

"I also feel so. At that time, I will put together photos of my childhood and Brother Ji's childhood photos to see who they look the most like." Qiao Muyuan asked Yang Shuzheng quietly again, "Mom, is it a little bit scary to have a baby?"

Yang Shuzheng told her truthfully: "You will physically bear some harm that you have never experienced before. You must be mentally prepared, but at the same time, there is a novelty and joy of life transformation."

"I still... want to ask for a baby from the person I love, and I also like children." Qiao Muyuan quietly told Yang Shuzheng.

"If you don't dislike me, I'll knit some clothes for the children?"

"No, no, I'm too tired, I'd better buy it. We'll get your wish."

"Okay, okay."

Qiao Muyuan knew Yang Shuzheng's anxiety. She said that Yang Shuzheng should be much happier.

Aunt Yang has never been in good health. If she is in a better mood, it will be beneficial to her health.

In the evening, Ji Changmu went downstairs.

Suddenly I found that the mahjong party had already ended.

He frowned and asked the servant, "When will the show end?"

"Mr. Ji, it's about two hours to end."

Only then did Ji Changmu find Qiao Muyuan in the tea room of the villa.

Seeing Qiao Muyuan chatting with Yang Shuzheng, both of them had smiles on their faces and they were very happy.

Ji Changmu walked over and said, "What's the fun thing? I'm happy too."

"You still know." Yang Shuzheng scolded him, "When you work on the first day of the Lunar New Year?"

"I thought you wouldn't need me if you had mahjong with you."

"You're relaxed."

"Qiao Muyuan, what are you holding in your hand?" Ji Changmu saw her sneaky, curiously leaning over and tilting his head.

Qiao Muyuan hid from him, pinched the photo with both hands behind him: "I won't show it to you."

"What good thing?"

"Of course it's a very good thing."
Chapter completed!