Qi Ye thought for a while: "Is it okay to treat it as air?" ”

"Okay~" She nodded with crooked eyebrows, and her moist lips continued: "Third, if outsiders ask about me, you must call me "wife", "dear" and "good baby". ”

Qi Ye: "......"

The eldest young master imagined that under the condensed and solemn atmosphere, he suddenly said such a cute and cute few words, would it damage his majesty?

But in an instant, he immediately agreed, and compared with his wife, his image is naturally more important than his wife.

Ye Weilan snorted, laughed out loud, Qi Ye is such a cool and handsome man, said "dear" and "good baby", the picture is very good and loving, she kissed his cheek: "Kiss, baby, husband~"

Soft Nong's voice made Qi Meiren's evil fire go straight out, although it is said that after three months of pregnancy, it is not like before that you can't do anything, but at most you can satisfy your cravings, and there is no way to enjoy it.

Before the child in Miss Ye's belly was born, he had already been disgusted by his Lao Tzu one hundred and eighty times.

Qi Ye turned off the light casually, the light in the room dimmed, her belly was big, and his movements were extremely careful.

……

On the morning of the ancestor worship, before dawn, Ye Weilan was dragged up from the bed, washed and combed her hair, changed into a black formal dress, and her long hair was tied up high with a black hairband, with a soft appearance, translucent skin, and unparalleled beauty.

Qi Ye is no different from usual, this person is black all year round, and his bright face, except for Ye Weilan, is cold and indifferent at all times, and looks a little feminine.

Ancestor worship is a big event for the Ye family, it is very solemn, and all the descendants of the descendants have arrived except for those who have not returned.

Old man Ye and his wife are at the front, followed by Ye Hui and Zhao Tan, Qi Ye stands behind Ye Hui, Ye Weilan is side by side with him, in the past it was Ye Mingyu, and Zhao Tan's youngest son Ye Ming.

On such an important day, even if he is as tricky as Ye Mingyu, he doesn't dare to provoke anything.

The process of worshipping ancestors is nothing more than those cumbersome rituals, but the ancestral hall of the Ye family is a little bigger, more solemn, and a little more majestic than others......

Idle and bored, Ye Weilan's big eyes turned around quietly, there are about fifty descendants of the Ye family, and there are a few of them who are household names in China.

International star Ye Chu, Foreign Minister Ye Ge, shopping mall celebrity Ye Ning......

The position of these people is still relatively backward, no need to ask, the ones in front must be one race and one honorable.

Ye Weilan pursed her lips, no wonder they looked down on her as a "dirt bun", and the people in it crushed her in terms of identity when she pulled it out casually.

While he was thinking wildly, his waist suddenly tightened, and Qi Ye whispered: "When you're tired, just lean on me for a while." ”

The time to worship the ancestors is very long, and you have to stand all the time, Ye Weilan smiled and leaned on Qi Ye.

Ye Mingyu stared at her, in exchange for a provocative look from Miss Ye, and successfully turned the other party's face white.

By the time all the rituals were completed, two hours had passed, and Ye Weilan's legs were numb.

Qi Dashao has never had a face or skin, so as soon as he was over, he immediately picked up his daughter-in-law and walked out.

Ye Mingyu's sarcastic words were just about to be spoken, but Zhao Tan covered her mouth, and she taught her daughter sternly: "You don't look at what day it is?" ”