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Nian Xis face was flushed red as she stomped on his feet under the table.

Why were they in such a hurry? Even if he had no reservation, she wanted to be restrained.

Mu Rongcheng smiled and said, Whats the hurry? The civil affairs bureau doesnt get off work until five oclock.

Luo Sang smiled and said, Mom, you dont understand people who are in love. They want to beco husband and wife as soon as possible. They cant wait.

Nian Qingyun nodded and said, Both of you are not young anymore. Its ti for you to have children.

Dad, what are you talking about? Dont be ridiculous. Nian Xi rolled her eyes at her father in embarrassnt. She didnt understand why they were talking about having children.

Im telling the truth, Nian Qingyun said rudely, Look, Little Apple is about to go to school. Mo Liuxi is younger than both of you. Hes about to have two children.

Nian Xis mouth twitched. How could an average person compare to Mo Liuxi? Even his brother couldnt compare.

Nian Junting stopped talking at the ntion of Mo Liuxi. He was so jealous. It was one thing for Mo Liuxi to have one daughter, but now, Yan Su was pregnant again.

He secretly looked at luosang, his fingers hooked around her little finger under the table.

Nian Xi and Jiang Yuning were going to get a certificate, and soon, the two families left. Little Apple went to Feng Garden to play, and Nian Junting sent Luo Sang off, You said you were going shopping. Who are you going with?

Susu, Luo Sang said.

Nian Juntings face turned sour when he heard that. He was annoyed by Yan Su and Mo Liuxi, Young people nowadays dont do their jobs properly. They dont work hard, but they get pregnant every now and then. If China is full of such young people, the GDP figures will be dragged down.

Luo Sangs mouth twitched slightly. She could see that her hubby had been ruined by jealousy, Susus career isnt stable right now. Its okay for her to get pregnant now, and it wont affect her status in the coming year. Besides, shes still young. As for Liuxi, hes working hard after graduation. Why does it affect GDP? Our country even encourages people to have a second child.

Speaking of encouraging people to have a second child, you should respond to the countrys call and cooperate with . Nian Junting said imdiately.

Luo Sang rolled her eyes at him and said, Didnt I cooperate with you? Ive been cooperating with you since I found out that Susu is pregnant.

Yeah, why arent you pregnant? Nian Junting raised his eyebrows and said, Do you need to take you to the hospital for a check-up?

That makes sense, but I think you need a male check-up more than I do. After all, youre much older than Liuxi. Luo Sang said seriously. As you get older, you sperm survival rate gets lower. Im still in my pri. Every ti I compare myself to you, I suddenly feel so young.

Nian Juntings face darkened. Was he very old? He didnt think so. However, compared to Mo Liuxi, who was twenty-five years old, he wasnt that young.

Seeing the changes on his face, Luo Sang sighed speechlessly. He asked her to get a check-up. He deserved it.

Luoluo, I was wrong. I was holding you back, Nian Junting said sadly.

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