"The place that needs my help...ahem...it's so smoky!"
Song Meiyue ran into the kitchen in a panic, but was immediately coughed by the fumes that choked her throat. She covered her nose and mouth and said pitifully: "Why don't you do it yourself...the fumes are too big and will damage your beauty."
Auntie’s skin, your pretty auntie’s skin is so smooth and delicate, you...you shouldn’t be able to bear it, right?”
Hearing what the vice president's aunt said, Jiang Qi almost didn't laugh out loud. He turned his head and looked at the pitiful her, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay... hurry out and wait for another twenty minutes.
Then you can have dinner."
Song Meiyue nodded obediently, returned to Jiang Yaling's side slowly, pursed her lips... and said leisurely: "Your son won't let me in, because he thinks my hands and feet are clumsy. Sister Yaling... you say I am
Isn’t it particularly useless?”
Jiang Yaling heard the meaning of Song Meiyue's words and smiled angrily: "I mean Meiyue... why are you focusing on my sister? If you can't cook, you can't cook. It's nothing...
Even though I know how to do it, your sister, I still don’t think I’m being disliked by you.”
"..."
"Sister... that's alright, you always use this matter to humiliate me." Song Meiyue's pretty face suddenly turned red and she said in a squeaky voice.
Jiang Yaling smiled slightly and asked curiously: "By the way...Last time my son accidentally sent a message to you to my mobile phone. Let me see what's in the content...Hey
Hehehe, what is this hehehe?"
Song Meiyue was going crazy and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. Unexpectedly, Sister Yaling brought this matter out again. The key was that she also asked a devastating question, holding her hands tightly with her young hands.
He took off his pants and said hesitantly: "Well...then...Sister Yaling, don't ask, anyway...it's not a good thing anyway."
"indeed..."
"Sister, I know it's not a good thing, but it's definitely a happy thing." Jiang Yaling looked at her best friend's extremely ashamed look. She didn't have her usual aloof and cold aura. She looked like she was blinded by love.
girl.
"sister!"
"You...you...please, stop asking about anything related to your son." Song Meiyue begged for mercy with a red face.
Jiang Yaling knew that at this moment, her best friend and future daughter-in-law was on the verge of collapse and could no longer continue teasing her. She gently grabbed Song Meiyue's hand, patted the back of her hand, and said softly: "
It's normal for husbands and wives to have fun. You're in your prime now, so I can understand you."
Song Meiyue opened her little mouth, but she swallowed her words again. She had explained the matter of tossing with someone in bed countless times... But the problem was that no one believed it, and she always felt that she was a rich man.
At this age, thinking about happiness and joy every night.
In the end, Song Meiyue nodded her head helplessly, turning what should have been nothing out of the blue into something that should be taken for granted. Then she pursed her lips and asked leisurely: "Sister...how long will you probably stay here?"
"Three or four days." Jiang Yaling replied.
"Such a short time?" Song Meiyue frowned and said earnestly: "How about staying a little longer until the Chinese New Year? What do you think?"
"never mind."
"I know you have good intentions, but I still like to live in my own place. After all, I have lived there for a long time...some people and certain things have long been accustomed to me." Jiang Yaling smiled and held her best friend's hand.
He said softly: "As long as you and my son can be happy together, your sister and I will also be happy."
Hearing Jiang Yaling's words, Song Meiyue felt ripples in her heart. She nodded her head slightly and said, "Then I will come to see you more in the future. Your son will probably... Anyway, I will come to see you every now and then."
.”
…
…
"Chicken soup is here again!"
Jiang Qi hurriedly walked out of the kitchen with a large pot of chicken soup. At this time, the two sisters had already been sitting at the dining table waiting for dinner. If they were ordinary daughters-in-law, they would have gone to help at this time, but Song Meiyue was not an ordinary daughter-in-law.
Wife, she is of the same generation as her mother-in-law.
"You two drink it while it's hot. Chicken soup is a beautiful thing!"
After saying that, he walked into the kitchen again.
Song Meiyue picked up the spoon and filled two bowls for herself and her future mother-in-law. Then she picked up the spoon, blew on the oily chicken soup, took a sip gently, and her taste buds were instantly conquered by the little villain.
She secretly glanced at Jiang Yaling beside her and whispered: "Sister Yaling... the stew tastes better than yours."
Jiang Yaling rolled her eyes, picked up the spoon, blew on it for a few times, and carefully put it into her mouth. The next second...she basically agreed with her daughter-in-law's statement, and she drank a hundred times more than she did.
In the following time,
The dishes were served one after another, and Song Meiyue took out two bottles of red wine and said that the two sisters were a little tipsy. This shocked Jiang Qi... He didn't know what to say, but considering that
The two women's alcoholic attributes seem to be quite normal.
After dinner, it was almost seventy-seven or eighty-eight.
Jiang Yaling kept telling Jiang Qi's embarrassing childhood stories at the dinner table. Song Meiyue, who had always been very curious about her man's past, listened to every word without skipping a word. As for Jiang Qi... he acted like a normal person.
, minding his own food.
"I was so angry at the time... I wanted to cut off his diapers and wet your bed all day long. Your sister and I didn't even have enough time to wash diapers." Jiang Yaling shed tears when she recalled the experience of taking care of her son.
, not only painful but also torturous.
After hearing about Jiang Yaling's experience of raising a little bad guy, Song Meiyue's emotions broke down a bit. Considering her husband's situation when he was a child, can he still have two children in the future? Why does he feel that one is enough, two... I'm afraid he will be tortured to death.
?
Jiang Yaling noticed her best friend's fear and uneasiness, and hurriedly said: "Meiyue... don't worry, your sister, I will help you take care of the baby, you just have to give birth."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Song Meiyue curled her lips and said nothing more. Let’s talk about the rest later and wait for him to propose marriage first.
after dinner
The two sisters sat together and chatted together again, and this time Jiang Yaling learned her lesson and did not make the topic of her son's embarrassing things when he was a child, but tried to bring the topic closer to daily life. After all, his son had done too many stupid things when he was a child.
She was worried that Meiyue would be afraid of pregnancy and have a fear of children.
After a while,
After washing the dishes, Jiang Qi came out and sat down next to Song Meiyue. Then... Jiang Yaling saw her best friend's body, slowly leaned over and accidentally got into her son's arms.
inside.
"Sister Yaling?"
"Are you tired? Why don't you just go upstairs and have a rest." Song Meiyue looked at her best friend blankly and said with a slight expectancy between her eyebrows.
It's too much. This woman is really too much!
Jiang Yaling was so angry that her whole body was about to burst, but she couldn't stay away. After all, the young couple was going to fall in love... She couldn't just be a light bulb when her son was in love with his best friend, right? In case the two of them got emotional,
Doing unbelievable things in front of me... everyone was quite embarrassed, especially Mitsuki, who was so good at it.
"Don't tell me yet..."
"I'm really a little tired." Jiang Yaling smiled, slowly stood up from the sofa, took her mobile phone and prepared to go upstairs. As soon as she reached the stairs... she turned around and asked herself tonight
Which room to sleep in, only to see Meiyue sitting on Xiao Qi's lap, holding his cheeks with both hands, sucking hard.
oops…
I knew I shouldn't have come!
They had only walked a few steps...the two of them had already hugged each other and kissed each other. How would they survive in the next few days?
Forget it,
It should be in the third room... Go back to your room quickly and play Mahjong on your mobile phone, and then go to bed early. If you don't go to bed early, I guess you won't be able to sleep if there is too much movement at night.
After Jiang Yaling left, Song Meiyue moved her lips away, raised her head and looked towards the stairs. She couldn't help but feel a trace of playfulness deep in her heart, and she pressed her ear to his ear and said quietly: "Would you like to take a shower together?
?』
"real?"
Jiang Qili
Ma became excited, picked up Song Meiyue sideways, and walked happily upstairs. Song Meiyue, who was held in his arms, gently hugged his neck, with a hint of shyness between her brows, looking at her charmingly.
She looked at him with a slight arc on the corner of her mouth.
...
...
in the bathroom,
Jiang Qizheng was poking his butt, putting hot water on and adjusting the thermostat.
Jiang Qi has always looked forward to bathing together, but unfortunately he has not experienced it many times, and every time he has to beg her to achieve it, but this time she actually offered to bathe together. Of course, the specific reason is also very
Simple, her sister Yaling is here...
at the same time,
Song Meiyue stood in front of the sink and brushed her teeth. Then she saw the pouty little villain. She didn't know why... she wanted to go up and kick him. But in the end, her bad taste was suppressed by her reserve. Although sometimes Song Meiyue also
It's pretty bad, but not that bad.
The water in the big bathtub was half full. Jiang Qi stood up, turned to look at Aunt Qiao who was standing in front of the sink, and couldn't help but laugh.
Song Meiyue frowned, why did she feel that the little villain's smile was getting more and more mean?
"about there…"
"How about I undress for you first?" Jiang Qi asked with a smile.
"roll!"
"I have my own hands."
Song Meiyue rolled her eyes at this man who had 'bad' written all over his face and said angrily.
Jiang Qi, who was rejected, was not surprised. He took off his clothes and pants in three attempts. The speed was so fast that Song Meiyue was a little impressed. With a pop... Jiang Qi stepped into the pool, and then stared at the edge intently.
Pretty aunt.
Song Meiyue blushed, pursed her lips, slowly raised her hands... and touched the buttons of the women's suit.
Then the shoulders shook slightly, and the black women's suit fell off.