@ Song Miaozhen heard that her future niece-in-law was actually the deputy director of the department in the company, and she was a little surprised... If I remember correctly, at the internal meeting of the group, Yueyue proposed a ban on any office romance, but she ended up with
The deputy director of the technical department is openly in love.
"It's not...she...she..."
"Last year at the annual meeting, Yueyue also proposed to prohibit the group's senior executives from having romantic relationships with their subordinates. How come she committed the crime herself?" Song Miaozhen laughed angrily: "This girl really... I don't know what to say about her."
"OK OK."
"Your niece finally fell in love, so don't hold on to her pigtails. Let me tell you... be nice to my son-in-law." Yu Xiaofang said with a smile, "Your niece is very protective of him.
, if she finds out that you are bullying her future husband, she will definitely come to your house to make trouble as soon as possible."
Song Miaozhen smiled bitterly, and then said: "I know...how could I bully Yueyue's husband? I'm just curious...how the two of them met."
"Well..."
"Yueyue mentioned it at the time, but I have almost forgotten it. Anyway, the two of us are very affectionate now." Yu Xiaofang pursed her lips and continued: "Miaozhen...take care of my son-in-law. As for how to take care of...
You can make up your own mind."
"I take care of you?"
"I guess it won't be my turn." Song Miaozhen said with a smile, "I'll take a look first anyway. If I have the chance, I will definitely not forget my husband Yueyue."
As soon as the words fell,
Song Miaozhen paused for a moment and murmured with a hint of confusion: "Deputy director of the technical department... I seemed to have thought of something. This position had already been arranged before, but as a result, I went through the process again every month and changed the original list.
At that time, I was still wondering why she even cared about this, but now that I see it... it suddenly becomes clear."
Yu Xiaofang smiled and then said: "Okay... That's it for Yueyue, Miaozhen... Next is your daughter. Has Sissi found a boyfriend? I haven't seen him in almost three years.
When it comes to her, how is she doing abroad?"
Talking about her daughter, Song Miaozhen suddenly became furious and said angrily: "This damn girl is really annoying. I called her last week and asked her about her boyfriend, but she hung up on me directly.
Damn it, don’t talk about me sister-in-law... I haven’t seen her in almost three years.”
"As for how your life is abroad."
"Who knows..."
Song Miaozhen said angrily.
"Then she didn't ask you for money?" Yu Xiaofang asked.
"Ask Yueyue for it."
"Every time she asks for 100,000 or 200,000 yuan, it really pisses me off... I'm her biological mother, and she doesn't even call me when she has no money." Song Miaozhen was so angry that her scalp almost split, and her face was filled with tears.
The facial features have been distorted and deformed.
"The two sisters have been together since childhood. They even have similar tempers. Just let them be." Yu Xiaofang said with a smile: "When I have the opportunity, I will tell Yueyue and ask her to enlighten Sissi. This sister has a man.
You can’t let your sister be alone with you, right?”
"Uh-huh!"
"Sister-in-law... help me explain it carefully, I'm really anxious to death." Song Miaozhen said urgently.
Subsequently,
The two chatted briefly for a while and then hung up the call.
Yu Xiaofang put away her mobile phone, turned around and glanced at her husband beside her, and said helplessly: "Yueyue and Xiaojiang were having a tryst in the company, and they were bumped into by your sister. They just called me to confirm whether it was us.
son-in-law."
"..."
"what's the situation?"
"Daughter and son-in-law have a tryst in the company?" Song Guoping asked curiously.
"Who knows."
"Maybe it would be more interesting to change the environment. A head of a company department, a vice president of a company... Young people nowadays are all pursuing excitement." Yu Xiaofang said calmly: "Anyway, this is the situation. Since I was hit,
I stopped hiding it and told Miaozhen everything."
"Um…"
"Now that we've all been hit
...Just tell her." Song Guoping hesitated and said cautiously: "Did you tell her...that Yueyue asked us to hide it?"
Yu Xiaofang nodded and said seriously: "Of course I told her, otherwise... depending on your sister's temper, if you don't protect everything, she will come to your door, and then we will both have headaches again."
"That's good...that's good." Song Guoping said to himself with lingering fear.
…
…
Late at night,
Jiang Qi was sitting on the sofa holding his mobile phone, hesitating whether to call his mother to tell him that he would not be coming home that night. At the same time...Song Meiyue's head was resting on his lap and her body was lying flat on the sofa.
, holding the mobile phone and playing Xiaoxiaole.
"Why are you dazed?"
Song Meiyue glanced at her little villain, saw his sad face, and asked curiously.
"I'm thinking about how to explain to your mother-in-law..."
Jiang Qi pursed his lips, thought for a long time... and silently dialed the phone.
"Hello?"
"Mom...I..."
Before Jiang Qi could finish speaking, Jiang Yaling directly interrupted her son's next words.
"I see."
"I'm not going home tonight..." Jiang Yaling said angrily.
"Hey hey hey..."
"The situation tonight is quite special, that...what..."
While Jiang Qi was making up excuses for not going home, Song Meiyue hurriedly sat up and leaned towards him excitedly. Seeing her little husband awkwardly dealing with his mother, she felt an inexplicable impulse.
My heart surged, thinking about my experience when I was bullied by him... I felt a little aggrieved.
Song Meiyue bit her lips lightly, stood up from the sofa, and then sat on his lap. This sudden move startled Jiang Qi, who was on the phone, and looked at Aunt Qiao on his lap in confusion.
.
Song Meiyue took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing deep in her heart, gently held his cheek, went up and sucked his mouth, and deliberately made the noise loud, squeaking, squeaking.
"Hello?"
"what sound?"
Jiang Yaling heard the inexplicable voice from the phone and instantly knew what her son was doing, because she had heard this voice from Meiyue's cell phone before. If she guessed correctly, her best friend was kissing me hard at the moment...
's son.
"No...it's okay..."
"Well, I...your son is a little busy, so I...have hung up for now."
As soon as the words fell,
A blind tone of being hung up came from the phone, and Jiang Yaling couldn't help but roll her eyes.
So angry!
Why do you feel that I have become the little promoter of the passionate atmosphere between the two of them?
In a certain villa,
The mature, sexy and charming auntie of the vice president sat on the lap of a young and muscular man, holding his neck tightly with both hands. Her plump and red mouth was a little busy, and after a while... her teeth gently pulled her
There was a hint of playfulness in his lips and brows.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh...it hurts, it hurts!"
Jiang Qi begged for mercy in a bitter voice: "Woman, spare your life..."
"It hurts you so much!"
Song Meiyue gently applied force, then gently released her teeth, pinched both sides of his cheeks, and said leisurely: "Did you feel the nervousness I felt at that time?"
"a little bit…"
"If you kiss me like this in front of my mother... it might be more exciting." Jiang Qi smiled evilly: "Auntie Vice President... How about you find a chance next time and get my mother drunk?
Now, how many times should I spank you in front of her?"
"Get out!"
"You're like a psycho... you have a butt every day, are you a butt control?" Song Meiyue was so angry that she almost wanted to beat someone up. This stinky man really couldn't talk about her butt.
"I'll just tell you."
"If you don't want to, forget it." Jiang Qi smiled naively, looking at the mature and charming beauty so close, he shrank his neck and asked cautiously:
"We're all sleeping in the same bed... shouldn't...should we take a shower together?"
After saying that,
Jiang Qi was beaten... and he was beaten so hard that he fled with his head in his arms until he slipped into the bathroom, where he finally got a chance to survive.
"snort…"
"You can sneak away quickly." Song Meiyue stood at the door and said angrily: "After you take a shower...wait for me in my room."
…
…
This was Jiang Qi's first time sharing a bed with her at home, but deep down he didn't have the slightest expectation. In fact, it was just going from one wolf den to another, and there was essentially no difference.
Song Meiyue came in after taking a shower. She was wearing the same pajamas as her mother, but she still couldn't hide her bulging figure, which was still so alluring.
"The true score?"
Song Meiyue looked at the two quilts on the bed, curled her lips involuntarily, and said angrily: "I used to shout that I wanted to share the bed with you every day, and I wouldn't let you sleep in the same bed. You still made trouble with me, but now I agree... again
You want to share the bed with me."
"Is it your fault?"
"If you didn't love grabbing quilts so much, would you be able to do this?" Jiang Qi covered himself with quilts and said casually.
Song Meiyue rolled her eyes, walked to the edge of the bed and gently lifted her quilt, and stepped into her bed. The two lay on their sides on the bed, without speaking, looking at each other, with a touch of warmth and happiness between them.
Fermentation among people.
"I didn't expect...my future husband would be you." Song Meiyue whispered softly, "My best friend's son."
"I never thought that my future wife would be you." Jiang Qi smiled and said, "My mother's best friend."
"Little rascal..."
"Go to bed, there are still many things to deal with tomorrow."
Song Meiyue turned around, facing away from her little husband.
At this time,
Like a maggot, Jiang Qi moved to the side of the vice president's aunt, hugged her from behind through the quilt, and put one leg on her body.
"Good night... my dear, pretty aunt."
"Good night... good night... you annoying and naughty little villain."
the next morning
Song Meiyue slept sideways on the bed, holding her own pillow in her arms, while one of her beautiful feet was resting on Jiang Qi's face.
at the same time,
Jiang Qi was sleeping while holding Song Meiyue's feet and holding her toes in his mouth.
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