Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"It's okay, I just eat less," Fang said. Looking at Zheng Zuoyang with a smile, "I can't always lie lazily and walk more often. So I still have to work hard."

"It's all a matter of internal affairs, where can I be bothered? Mother, you're too kind." Zheng Zuoyang busy. But in the end I was still not assured, and I was careful about the other side, "Do you really need to ask a doctor?"

"Zhang Taiyi comes here from time to time. Where else do I need to ask another doctor?" Fang said with a smile, and patted the back of Zheng Zuoyang's hand gently. "How can you make you more nervous than me, a pregnant woman?"

Zheng Zuoyang was really nervous. A fine layer of sweat had oozed from his forehead. He licked his lips and held Fang's hand, "Zhenli, if you are uncomfortable. You must say it. You can't bear it. You have to tell me, you know?"

"I know, I know. You are really more timid than Zhang Mom." Fangshi smiled.

"I am your husband," Zheng Zuoyang whispered. Looking at the cakes on the table, they were about to be eaten by Fang's, but they were still simmering. Turning to Fang, "Can't you really eat more?"

"There isn't much time left. I have been vegetarian for a while, and it's nothing," Fang said, looking at the plate of pastry, and she was a little uncomfortable. In the end, she took a piece into her mouth, and sulked Stupidly, "Today is New Year's Eve, it's not counted. I'll be vegetarian again from Minger."

"Huh, yeah, where is the reason for being vegetarian on New Year's Eve?" Zheng Zuoyang also busy, accompanied with a laugh, "what do you want to eat for Chinese New Year's Eve? Do you want to eat lobster with oil? I look at you recently and love that mouth , Even after eating for several days, they are not enough. "

"Huh, uh, I want to eat braised shrimp and steamed white fish," Fang's also said, while eating hibiscus cake, he said to Zheng Zuoyang, "I asked the chef to put more vinegar in the braised shrimp. Heavy, sour. "

"I see," Zheng Zuoyang nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, and said, "Do you want the white jade hoof?"

"No, it's too greasy," Fang said.

"Let's make a copy, and love to eat right and left," Zheng Zuoyang said with a smile. "That kid is so terrible at eating meat now, it just grows slowly. Seeing that it will take two years and then it will blow up. Like my dad. "

"It's not like you, you have to be as big as you," Fang said, "Well, look at your belly, it's almost catching up with my pregnant woman."

"Don't you have to walk around more? I'll accompany you more," Zheng Zuoyang busily laughed. "After you give birth, maybe my stomach has gone with me."

"Well, do you believe this by yourself?" Fang said with a smile, and stuffed a piece of hibiscus cake into Zheng Zuoyang's mouth.

"You always feed me this way, can I not be fat?" Zheng Zuoyang was wronged by Bara while eating hibiscus cake.

As Fang was about to speak, he watched Xiaoxi come in hastily and walked in front of Zheng Zuoyang: "Master, master call you to tell in the study."

Fangfu was called Zheng Zuoyang as the master, not his aunt, and the master was naturally Fang Ze Duan.

"Okay, I'll be there," Zheng Zuoyang got up, patted Fang's shoulder and said, "You take a break, and I'll accompany you to go outside after a while."

"Yes, let's go. It's not a big deal for Chinese New Year. Dad will never find you." Fang urged him.

Right now, Zheng Zuoyang was so busy that he went to the study with Xiaoyu.