Jiang Yaling finally understood why her best friend and future daughter-in-law called her. Most likely, it was because she had a hard time with her conscience, so she came to guide her to tell the answer she wanted, in order to relieve her deep heart.
feeling of guilt.
for a time,
Jiang Yaling was a bit dumbfounded... Meiyue did have some conscience, but not much.
"Then what can be done?"
"There are some things that are beyond my control. Since we live together... we can only live together." Jiang Yaling said bitterly: "Just come and see me occasionally. Of course... if possible, it is best for my daughter-in-law to do the same."
Come with him and bring your marriage certificate...then I will be even happier."
Hearing Jiang Yaling's words, Song Meiyue secretly rejoiced, and soon her cheeks on both sides turned red, and she said awkwardly: "This is all just a hypothesis... I'm just talking casually, Sister Yaling, you
Don't take it seriously.
What assumptions, what casual talk...
You woman have already taken action against my son.
Jiang Yaling curled her lips and said with a smile: "Let's talk about it then. Anyway, I've figured it out about your sister. He can do whatever he likes. I've occupied your sister for twenty-seven years. It's time to let him go."
My daughter-in-law is taking over, and I’m tired of seeing him, so it would be nice to disappear from my eyes as soon as possible.”
Yeah!
You have occupied it for twenty-seven years, and it’s really time to give it to me.
Song Meiyue was very satisfied with Sister Yaling's answer, silently threw away the headrest in her arms, lay flat on the sofa, crossed her legs, and said leisurely: "Sister Yaling... If your son really doesn't come home,
Your good sister will take time to spend time with you."
"No, no, no!"
"You are so busy every day, so don't waste your rest time on me." Although Jiang Yaling complained a little in her heart, when she heard that her best friend and future daughter-in-law wanted to take some rest time to spend time with her, she felt a little agitated.
I felt sorry for her and refused repeatedly.
"it's okay no problem."
"There's no point in staying at home anyway. Why don't we two sisters drink and chat, or go shopping or something, and ask Feifei to go out for a walk together to relax." Song Meiyue said softly: "You don't want to play mahjong every day.
.”
Jiang Yaling herself is a soft-hearted woman, especially when facing Song Meiyue. Although the pig she has raised for twenty-seven years was slaughtered by her, but think about it from another angle...sooner or later, it will be slaughtered, and it is better to slaughter it sooner than later.
Slaughter it, why not kill it now?
"Why…"
"Okay, okay...but don't delay your own affairs. If you delay your own affairs for my sake...sister, I will be ashamed of myself." Jiang Yaling said helplessly.
"No way."
"Sister Yaling, don't worry, I will be measured." Song Meiyue glanced in the direction of the kitchen and saw her little husband coming out with dishes, and then said: "Sister... I'll hang up first and prepare to eat.
"
"Um."
Jiang Yaling responded, and the next second a blind tone came from the phone after being hung up.
Looking at the phone interface where the call was interrupted, Jiang Yaling sighed deeply. She probably had her son cooking for her. Thinking about it, she felt a little sorry for her son... Not only did she have to cook for Meiyue, but she also had to clean her.
, I have to sleep with Meiyue at night.
But it was all his own choice... It had nothing to do with me. Who asked him to seduce Meiyue? The key is that he got it.
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After dinner,
Song Meiyue was a little stuffed after eating, and she sat on the sofa with a sad face. Since today was a happy day for living together, the dinner naturally went to a higher level. All kinds of lobsters and king crabs were served on the table, coupled with Jiang Qi's cooking skills... Song Meiyue inadvertently
I ate too much and of course drank a bottle of red wine. There were two bottles of red wine...but Jiang Qi took one bottle away.
It’s so uncomfortable…
It feels like I'm pregnant with a baby... my belly is bulging.
"Sigh...How much fat have I gained by eating so much every day?" Song Meiyue frowned and couldn't help but muttered. After a moment of hesitation...Song Meiyue stood up and walked out of a certain room.
Find a digital scale.
at the same time,
Jiang Qi washed the dishes and walked out of the kitchen. He saw his mature and sexy aunt standing on an electronic scale. Her expression seemed a bit...a bit shocked, and even a bit unbelievable. Maybe it showed
The number completely exceeded her expectations.
Just when she was about to speak, Song Meiyue got off the electronic scale, bent down to pick up the electronic scale, pulled out two batteries and pressed it on again, and then... stood up again. It was obvious that she was a little suspicious of the electronic scale.
The authenticity of giving.
result…
Aunt Qiao became even more confused and anxious. She bent down and took a closer look at the displayed numbers.
"Mizuki?"
"How much do you weigh now?" Jiang Qi walked towards where she was, asking her embarrassing stories.
Song Meiyue frowned, stepped on the display screen of the electronic scale, turned her head and stared at her little husband warily, and asked angrily: "Why are you asking so many questions? Is this something you should know?"
"Just ask."
"Is it three hundred pounds?" Jiang Qi asked with a wicked smile.
"roll!"
"You only weigh three hundred pounds." Song Meiyue rolled her eyes, bent down and picked out two batteries, carried the electronic scale to the door, opened the door and went out. When she came back, she didn't have the electronic scale in her hand.
scales.
Seeing her series of operations, Jiang Qi almost laughed out loud and asked curiously: "Lost it?"
"Um."
"It's broken...why keep it?" Song Meiyue replied expressionlessly.
Jiang Qi hesitated, shrank his neck, and said cautiously: "Is there a possibility... the electronic scale is not broken at all, it is you who has gained weight, and gained a lot of weight."
As soon as the words fell,
The mature, sexy and charming auntie of the vice president walked towards him aggressively, rolled up her sleeves... her shy little iron fist was like raindrops, hitting her man's chest crazily, beating Jiang Qi until he screamed.
.
After a while,
Song Meiyue was tired of beating her, so she crawled into his arms, panting, her chest rising and falling. At the same time, she glanced at the unharmed stinky gangster and said angrily: "Thick-skinned...
My hands are hurting."
The words fell,
She arched and twisted in his arms, and said softly: "Oh...if I really gain weight, will you not want me?"
"Well…"
Before Jiang Qi could finish, Song Meiyue preemptively said angrily: "I'm not allowed to say that I can only have fat breasts and butt."
Jiang Qi smiled awkwardly and said naively, "Just be fatter. It doesn't matter. I like fleshy women. Of course... you can't be fat where you shouldn't be."
"snort."
"I knew you didn't have good intentions." Song Meiyue was not surprised. She should be the person who knows the best about what kind of guy this guy is. The little bad guy only has the word 'sexual embryo' carved on his forehead.
Yes, but to be honest... He wasn't like this before, why is he like this now?
Maybe…
This is the true nature of a man, but he concealed it well at the time and didn't notice it. Now that he has got it, he doesn't pretend to show off.
In the following time,
The two of them hugged each other on the sofa and chatted about things in life and their prospects for the future, while time slowly passed... and it was half past eight before they knew it.
Jiang Qi looked at the annoying fairy in his arms and smelled a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose. If he guessed correctly, he should be wearing the Dior series, which is as elegant and charming as a lady...especially full of temptation.
.
"that…
"Can you please..." Jiang Qi pursed his lips, leaned into Song Meiyue's ear, and whispered something quietly.
In an instant,
Song Meiyue's whole body was split, and her cheeks on both sides were flushed with crimson, almost reaching her neck and ears. She stretched out her hand to pinch his waist, and said angrily: "Be serious... last time
It was just an accident."
"Ouch..."
"What accidents are not unexpected... Even if it is an accident, it can become a daily routine." Jiang Qi endured the pain and said sincerely: "Please... just once, okay?"
"No, no, no."
"I won't agree even to death..."
Song Meiyue broke away from his embrace, turned her head and glared at him fiercely, and scolded him angrily: "Hurry up and take a shower."
finally,
Jiang Qi still failed and went upstairs alone, leaving Song Meiyue sitting on the sofa.
However, Song Meiyue, who seemed to be calm on the outside, had ripples deep in her heart. The shameful memories of the past emerged in her mind again, that handsome and tall body, that strong physique, that strong chest, that tall and powerful figure.
It feels... deeply stimulating to a certain emotion.
Actually...it's not impossible.
Last time I wiped his whole body, this time I just rubbed his back, and... there was nothing to be shy about.
This is how people are, once a certain switch is turned on, it can never be turned off again, just like Song Meiyue... She knows that it is not good to do so, but the inner desire will force her to find countless reasons to convince herself to do that.
.
suddenly,
Song Meiyue mustered up her courage. She threw away the reserve of an adult and the calmness of a female CEO, stood up and walked upstairs.
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in the bathroom,
Jiang Qi was standing in front of the sink brushing his teeth, and there was hot water in the bathtub.
Gulu gulu...bah.
After Jiang Qi brushed his teeth, he quickly took off his clothes, and then took off his pants, leaving only a pair of large underpants. If it had been before... the underpants had disappeared early, but Aunt Qiao had clearly stipulated that,
Regardless of whether you are taking a bath or taking a shower, if you dare to take off your pants, you will be killed.
"Ouch..."
"It's so comfortable!"
Jiang Qi lay in the bathtub, with the warm water immersing his entire body, closing his eyes and enjoying the beautiful moments of life.
at this time,
A figure came into the bathroom, with a red face, and said leisurely: "You little rascal... Auntie, I figured it out. Auntie, come in and wipe your back."
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