"Be careful that I will marry you off and make you a child bride!"

Ye Fan glanced at Yueyao fiercely, and said in his heart.

This damn girl, it's fine if she doesn't speak for him, and she gloats at other people's misfortunes.

"How about it? Can you accept it? It's just that the child will not have your surname in the future." Yue Yingchun was still asking.

Of course this is not acceptable?

He is the only descendant of the Tianzi generation.

If my son takes someone else's surname in the future.

How could he have the face to meet the ancestor of Yunyang?

Of course, this is not a matter of surname or not, but that it is impossible for him to be the son-in-law again.

Therefore, upon hearing Yue Yingchun's words, Ye Fan opened his mouth and refused.

But before Ye Fan could speak, Yue Yingchun shook his head again: "No, no, no, no, no, the kind of white-faced young man who wants to recruit a son-in-law. You are sun-baked and dark, and they probably won't accept you."

"I...."

Ye Fan froze at that moment.

I have the urge to scold my mother.

Dare to feel that you haven't said what you don't want, and people still despise you?

I am so majestic, the Dragon God Palace Master, the number one powerhouse in the heaven list, am I so unbearable now?

Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

Yueyao beside her even bent over with a smile, her flowers trembling wildly.

Seeing Ye Fan's radiant appearance a lot, and now seeing Ye Fan's ordinary scene, Yue-Yao feels that it has a special flavor.

Many years later, Yueyao recalled every detail of her relationship with Ye Fan, and what impressed her most was the time in Linzhou.

Perhaps, there is no scenery, no glory, no prosperity.

But true, warm and stable.

When a person has experienced the vicissitudes of life, he will find that the happiest state in life is plain and stable.

That kind of stable happiness is far more memorable than the scenery of standing on the top.

"Brother Xiaofan, don't be sad."

"If you really can't marry a wife, Tangtang will marry you when she grows up."

Tangtang touched Ye Fan's head just like Ye Fan comforted her, and said very seriously.

Looking at the seven or eight-year-old girl in front of him, Ye Fan was so "moved" that he almost cried: "Thank you so much!"

Ye Fan was very frustrated by what he had eaten during this period.

"Yao'er, do you think I look so much like a door-to-door son-in-law?" JrNovels.com