Su Xiaoling shook her head in disappointment, and had no intention of talking to Wufu anymore. She didn't say anything about going to see Su Ying, and turned around and planned to walk back.

When Wufu saw Su Xiaoling's dejected look, he couldn't help laughing and deliberately shouted at her, "Don't you say you're going to see my mother?"

"I'm not in the mood today, so I won't go." Su Xiaoling was really discouraged. She didn't even look back, but just replied.

Wufu saw Su Xiaoling walking away and rolled her eyes in anger.

However, she was also a little irritated, just Mo Jin's face was indeed too silly.

She estimated that as long as she was a woman, from eighty to eight years old, she would probably be attracted by that face.

Actually, these women have never known Mo Jin at all, so they think of sticking up. How many more bad peach blossoms will they have to block in the future?

After going back, should we teach a lesson?

Just as I was thinking, a sentence suddenly came from behind, "Don't we need to discuss the matter of giving birth?"

Wufu turned around and saw that Mo Jin was standing behind her at some point, and he obviously heard what he and Su Xiaoling had just said and asked this deliberately.

Wufu blushed a little, but she didn't expect Mo Jin to hear it.

She felt a little embarrassed and pretended not to know, "What are you talking about, what kid?"

"Don't you say I won't have a child in a long time?" Mo Jin blinked at Wufu, his eyes full of jokes, "I don't know when the child has it..."

"Mo Jin..." Wu Fu blushed to the base of his neck, and he shouted Mo Jin in anger.

Seeing this, Mo Jin laughed, reached out to put his arm around Wufu's shoulder, put it in her ear, and whispered, "This attitude is right. If a woman wants to covet my beauty in the future, just say that I am your partner. It can be said that our children can make soy sauce."

When Mo Jin was talking in her ear, the breath sprayed on her neck. Wufu was very uncomfortable. Moreover, during the day, she immediately looked around. Fortunately, there was no one.

She pushed Mo Jin a little farther and said angrily, "How old am I? Can people believe it?"

"Yes, I..." When the words came to my mouth, Mo Jin seemed to suddenly change his mouth, "Some places can give birth to a baby at the age of fifteen, so at your age, children can indeed make soy sauce."

Wufu glanced at Mo Jin but didn't answer.

However, she guessed that Mo Jin was talking about the ancient times, when girls in ancient times were adults at the age of fifteen, they could get married and have children.

However, she thought about it on the other hand, did Mo Jin have already married and had children at this age? So how many children did he have in ancient times?

She asked deliberately, "Then according to what you said, at that time, wouldn't you be of your age? "

"Indeed." Mo Jin said this, and suddenly thought of something. He reached out and pinched Wufu's chin and looked at her expectantly, "Even if I am here, I am still a group of children. I am not young anymore."

Wufu looked up and looked at him.

Mo Jin turned his head and asked back, "Yes, nodded."

He was not young and could do something. Wufu understood what he meant. He glared at him angrily, and turned around to walk forward.
Chapter completed!