Chapter 227 She...she really wants to buy stockings?!
When Jiang Yaling heard that her best friend and future daughter-in-law asked if she wanted to accompany her to buy a prostitute, Jiang Yaling felt a million rejections in her heart. She knew why Meiyue went in to buy a prostitute, it was just to please her man.
, and her man is also my son.
As a result, before she could refuse, Song Meiyue took Jiang Yaling's arm and led her into the *** specialty store. When she realized what she was doing... she was already in the *** specialty store, and her face was filled with emotion for a moment.
of shame.
Song Meiyue looked around and found that all the products sold here were flesh-colored ***, and there was no black series that she liked. But then again... flesh-colored *** has always been the most versatile color, and there is another advantage... it is
The only color that no one can blame.
Flesh-colored*** is flesh-colored***…
Compared to the sexiness and charm of black breasts, flesh-colored breasts are generous, low-key, subtle, and connotative...actually quite good.
Song Meiyue decided to change her style and abandon her previous black series, and replaced her with a new flesh-colored one, bringing all her other elements except sexy to the extreme... If the black one is a sexy lady, then the flesh-colored one
***I may be a graceful lady.
They are both ladies... but they have two different temperaments, each with its own advantages and strengths. As for what the little bad guy in the family likes... he probably likes them all, maybe he prefers not to wear them himself.
"Sister Yaling?"
"What do you think of this pair? Cream-skinned ones." Song Meiyue randomly selected a pair of breasts and asked Jiang Yaling beside her. At the same time, there was a trace of shame deep in her heart that she would ask such a question to her future mother-in-law.
.
Jiang Yaling, who was standing aside, also collapsed a little. This kind of question... of course you have to ask your husband. You ask me... how do I know? Although I am your husband's biological mother, how do I know what he thinks.
"This... you can figure it out yourself." Jiang Yaling said with a smile, "But it looks pretty good. It should look beautiful on your legs."
"oh…"
Song Meiyue got an answer that was not the answer, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She pondered for a long time... Finally she chose this pair, and at the same time she chose a pair of nude-skinned ***. After paying the money... she took Jiang Yaling's arm.
The arm left.
at the same time,
Jiang Yaling has been secretly observing her daughter-in-law's expression. From her eyebrows, she can see the slightest hint of shyness and expectation, and she feels a little melancholy... Meiyue used to be so reserved and steady, and looking at her now... it seems...
We have already embarked on a path of no return.
But then again, maybe Meiyue is like this, but she has always been single in the past and has never had a man... Suddenly having a man has released all the worries that have been suppressed for thirty-one years.
"Sister Yaling?"
"What does your son usually like?" Song Meiyue held her good sister's arm and asked lightly while waiting for the elevator.
what do you like?
Of course he likes you...likes the way you look after wearing a vagina, otherwise what else could he like?
Jiang Yaling curled her lips and said softly: "I don't know either... Even though I am his mother, I don't know many things. You see... Xiaoqi hasn't been home recently. He said he wants to live with friends.
I don’t know whether the friend he mentioned is a boy or a girl.”
Hearing Jiang Yaling's words, Song Meiyue felt a strong sense of guilt sweep through her body. She lightly pursed her lips and said, "When boys grow up... they all seek independence. This... this is nothing."
Method."
"yes."
"I became independent...I found my own woman, and then ruthlessly abandoned my own mother." Jiang Yaling sighed, with a hint of resentment in her words.
for a time,
Song Meiyue felt even more guilty and didn't know what to say.
"Forget it."
"It's good that he's not around, so I don't have to cook for him every day, and when I come back late... I have to prepare supper for him." Jiang Yaling found that her best friend had a guilty look on her face, and she felt a little reluctant.
He smiled and said, "I'm quite happy like this."
Song Meiyue pursed her lips slightly, her emotions a little complicated.
She said softly: "It's okay...Sister Yaling, I will always accompany you."
"Ouch..."
"That's great, but it won't affect your work." Jiang Yaling said with a smile.
"Definitely not."
"Sister Yaling, don't worry. From now on... I will come to your house often to drink and chat with you, and to talk to you," Song Meiyue said.
These words made Jiang Yaling feel extremely warm. No matter how the relationship changes in the future, the only thing that remains unchanged is... Meiyue is the closest person to her besides her son, even though she took away her son.
, and also robbed her son of her companionship, but what she got back was her companionship.
think carefully…
I'm almost losing money.
After all, the son's company with her is somewhat perfunctory, but the daughter-in-law is different. She can drink with her and talk to her. The key is that the two sisters... can talk about many topics...
No, no, no,
I have to educate that brat when I have time. She doesn't know how to cherish such a good wife, and she makes such unbelievable requests. Meiyue only agreed to you because she loves you. If it were a woman who didn't love you, she would have scolded you long ago.
Why…
Suddenly I feel so sorry for Meiyue...I blame myself for not leading my son on the right track.
at this moment,
The two sisters standing at the door of the elevator felt guilty for each other because of the same man. Even the air was filled with the smell of guilt.
…
…
On the way back,
Jiang Yaling chatted with her daughter-in-law and talked about interesting things in daily life, while Song Meiyue responded word by word.
unconsciously,
Then they went to Jiang Yaling's residence, and the two sisters got off the car together. Song Meiyue helped her best friend carry her things up. The floor was a bit high and there was no elevator, but she was exhausted. She only walked three floors, which was a bit...
Panting.
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"Let's just change to another house, it's too high." Song Meiyue gasped and said helplessly.
"I'm used to living there. In fact, it's good to climb the stairs like this every day. It's good to exercise." Jiang Yaling looked at her best friend and said seriously: "Meiyue... exercise well, you see...
I’ve only walked three floors and I’m so exhausted.”
"I…"
"I exercise every night." Song Meiyue replied.
However,
Her answer was misunderstood by Jiang Yaling, and she was immediately at a loss.
After Jiang Yaling opened the door, she dragged Song Meiyue in and sat for a while, which was just the time for a cup of tea. Song Meiyue found an excuse and left. After Jiang Yaling sent her best friend to the door, she looked at her leaving figure,
Deep down I don't know what to say...
I hope my son won’t be too tired…
at the same time,
Jiang Qi had just returned home from shopping for groceries and was in a good mood. Just now... he received a WeChat message from someone. There was only a photo on it. In the photo, the mature, sexy and charming auntie of the vice president was holding two pairs of pairs.
Flesh-colored ***, there is no text description, but it has explained everything.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"Sexy ***...oh...ok!"
Jiang Qi was lying on the sofa, holding his mobile phone. The photo was still on the screen, and there was a mean smile on his face. This smile contained some of the characteristics of a man.
No, no, no,
Must be romantic tonight!
Otherwise, I'm sorry for Aunt Qiao's ulterior motives... Let's start the candlelight dinner!
A kite jumped up from the sofa in an instant and started to arrange the candlelight dinner excitedly. A few minutes later... all the work was completed. At the same time, he also took a bottle of high-end red wine from Aunt Qiao's wine cabinet. The price is unknown...
But it looks a bit expensive.
"Perfect!"
"Just waiting for Auntie Qiao to come home."
Jiang Qi looked at his careful arrangements, not to mention how proud he was.
.
Back on the couch,
Jiang Qiheng lay there in confusion and asked when his precious aunt would come back. When he learned that he had just come out of his mother's house, he felt a little anxious and wanted to put wings on Song Meiyue's car.
Suddenly the phone rang...the caller was my mother.
Jiang Qi's heart suddenly became nervous. He didn't really want to answer the call. After all, something very embarrassing happened in the afternoon, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier between mother and son.
"Are you usually reading some messy stuff? Why is your phone infected with a virus? You send random and incomprehensible things." Jiang Yaling said angrily: "Can you calm down a little bit?"
"oh…"
Jiang Qi shrank his neck and replied cautiously: "Um...your son is an honest and healthy type of person with a very healthy mind. How could he possibly read those strange things? Maybe...maybe he was accidentally poisoned while visiting the website, of course.
It’s a serious website!”
Honest?
Mentally healthy?
Jiang Yaling was almost not amused, but no one who wanted to have a face would say such a thing.
"snort."
"Wouldn't your mother know if you are dishonest and have a healthy mind?" Jiang Yaling said angrily with a dark face: "Anyway, I still say the same thing, don't give me any trouble, if I find out that you are secretly
If you cause trouble, I will beat you to death."
"Yes Yes Yes…"
"I...I know." Jiang Qi responded guiltily.
After hanging up the phone,
Jiang Qi's heart, which was hanging in his throat, slowly returned to his stomach. Before he could completely calm down, a crisp doorbell broke the silent atmosphere.
Well?
Aunt Qiao is back so soon?
Jiang Qi didn't think much and ran over happily. When he opened the door, he smiled mischievously and said, "Oh... my dear wife, you really still like to pout..."
"dad?!"
"mom?!"
at this time,
Song Guoping and Yu Xiaofang looked at him strangely.
stick up?
What are you pouting? Pouting?
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