Song Meiyue lay on her little husband's body, not to mention how rosy her face was. Just now she had experienced a certain kind of rebirth. The heart-wrenching feeling almost took away all her consciousness, and she almost fainted.
, I have to say... someone has reached the point where he is comfortable with it.
"Baby wife..."
I found that you were a little... a little impulsive tonight? Why do you feel different from usual?" Jiang Qi hugged this delicate body and asked with confusion on his face. In fact, he knew the answer, but it came from Aunt Qiao's mouth.
, that feeling is completely different. Of course Aunt Qiao will not tell the truth, but it is quite interesting to listen to the lies she weaves.
Song Meiyue pursed her lips, closed her eyes and replied lazily: "Every woman will be impulsive for a few days, just like you men. Don't you men come to visit your uncle a few days a month?"
"What auntie... Then the depression caused by the suppressed emotions cannot be released, and the man is very miserable..." Jiang Qi sighed deeply and stared blankly at the ceiling above his head, his face full of regret.
The feelings of life, he sang leisurely: "It is not a sin for a man to cry, cry, cry, no matter how strong a man is, he has the right to be tired..."
"You are crying!"
"I see that you are like taking chicken blood every day." Song Meiyue gently pinched his waist and said angrily: "Have you forgotten what you did just now? Just like...and...it's not a good thing anyway.
The behavior, the bullshit... makes me sick just looking at it.”
"Stop hugging me!"
"Let go! It's so hot... roll, roll, roll!"
Song Meiyue broke away from his embrace, then turned her body to the side, facing away from the smelly man next to her. The quilt on her body was only half covered, revealing her flawless white back and shoulders, as well as her round and smooth neck, which looked mature and noble.
The temperament hits your face and makes you want to stop.
At this time, Jiang Qi was helpless. He was fine just now...especially after he took a shower and entered the room. Aunt Qiao took the initiative, but now he has become a Buddha. What kind of trick is this?
Are all the tricks in the city this deep now?
Jiang Qi twisted his body, like an advancing maggot, arching his body and leaning against her fat back. He bent his upper body to her ear and asked softly: "My precious wife?"
Pretty auntie, baby?"
"roll!"
Song Meiyue suddenly displayed the coldness and ruthlessness of her vice president and said calmly: "Don't stick to me..."
Ouch...
My pretty aunt is good at everything. She has a cold and charming face, a curvy figure, a huge wealth, and a high academic level. She has this temper... She will turn against others at every turn, and she will explode on the spot.
That kind of thing, I can't bear the slightest grievance.
Maybe this is the cuteness of my pretty aunt. To be honest...her temper is also what attracts me, but if I think about it carefully...will I be manipulated by her?
There is a term on the Internet - Pk-up-Artist, which uses a series of means to control other people's minds and make them obey, so as to achieve their own ulterior purposes. But my pretty aunt seems...not very smart.
She definitely can't learn it. Regardless of the PhD and DBA protection, she is actually a stupid bitch.
Hey... maybe I'm just being cheap. After all, there is a famous saying... What do you mean by liking her? You are coveting her body, you ***!
***At once***,
Anyway, I can't stand it... The key point is that Auntie Qiao has changed significantly recently. She is becoming more and more impulsive and charming.
"big baby…"
"Saturday the day after tomorrow...are you going to travel?" Jiang Qi still leaned against Jiang Yaling and said softly: "After you get off work on Friday...we will leave directly and come back on Sunday afternoon. What do you think?"
travel?
No...this is his smoke bomb. The real goal must be to propose to me!
Song Meiyue suppressed the excitement in her heart, slowly turned over her body, looked straight at him, looking at the little villain she loved so much, and asked leisurely: "Where are we going to travel? It's so cold.
Damn it... apart from soaking in hot springs, there seems to be no other activities."
"Skiing, hot springs, snow scenery...there are many activities." Jiang Qi answered seriously.
After listening to the little rascal's arrangement, Song Meiyue nodded with satisfaction. Bai Xue and the proposal... seem to be a perfect match, don't they? My little rascal is quite attentive and actually thought of such a way. Oh my god... I'm so happy.
What should I do? What should I do? My body is a little hot.
"Um…"
Song Meiyue responded softly, couldn't help but move her body, her delicate body twisted in his arms, and said in a squeaky voice: "Why are you suddenly... so attentive all of a sudden?"
"oops."
"Seeing that you have been working so hard all day, my dear husband, I feel sorry for you, so I want to take you outside to relax and relieve your fatigue." Feeling the ultimate temptation of Aunt Qiao, Jiang Qi said with a smile: "You will be ready tomorrow morning
Take some clothes with you, especially a down jacket, it’s very cold in the mountains.”
"Know it."
Song Meiyue shrank in his arms, took a deep breath, and chirped... to find the true meaning of their destiny.
Looking at the pretty aunt who didn't dare to look directly at him, Jiang Qi couldn't help but show a knowing smile. He said something... his pretty aunt is getting better and better at it. It can't be said that he is proficient in this technology, but at least it is.
A skilled worker.
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breaking Dawn,
Song Meiyue rarely woke up earlier than Jiang Qi. Looking at the man lying next to her, she couldn't help but show a faint smile. She slowly opened the quilt on her body, found her work clothes from the closet, and then found two sets for travel.
After everything was ready, he left the bedroom wearing his OL's clothes.
After washing briefly, he went downstairs alone, and happened to see Jiang Yaling coming out of the kitchen. Jiang Yaling also noticed her daughter-in-law, with a hint of surprise on her face.
"Why is it so early today?" Jiang Yaling asked curiously: "Don't you usually get up very late?"
"Um…"
"I didn't get a good sleep last night." Song Meiyue huffed and slowly walked to the dining table and asked, "Sister Yaling...is there porridge for breakfast again?"
Faced with Song Meiyue's question, Jiang Yaling did not answer immediately. She looked at her best friend and future daughter-in-law seriously, with a trace of worry between her eyebrows. Her son used to get up early, but now...
But she was still lying on the bed, and Meiyue looked tired again. This was a bit thrilling last night!
"ah?"
"Why is it pickled rice?"
When Song Meiyue saw a big pot of pickled rice, her heart suddenly went cold. She slightly pouted her mouth and said displeasedly, "Sister Yaling...can I make a request? Don't make pickled rice in the future. I already have it."
I have been eating pickled rice for more than ten years. Your mother-in-law used to eat pickled rice every day."
As soon as the words fell,
Song Meiyue noticed that her best friend was in a daze, looking a little melancholy and worried.
"Sister Yaling?"
"Sister Yaling?" Song Meiyue asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"Well?"
"Ah...it's okay, it's okay."
Jiang Yaling came back to her senses, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Um...what did you just say?"
"..."
"Sister Yaling...are you thinking wrong?" As Jiang Yaling's best friend, Song Meiyue instantly guessed what her future mother-in-law was thinking. She must be worried about her son's safety, thinking that she and her son were in danger last night.
It was another fierce battle, which made her son unable to get out of bed.
"actually…"
"Actually, he and I didn't do anything at all last night." Song Meiyue stepped forward and took her best friend's arm, lightly pursed her red lips, and said softly: "The reason why I didn't sleep well...that's because...because of...you
My son is planning to propose, and he is really proposing."
Jiang Yaling looked at her in surprise and asked eagerly: "You...how did you know?"
Song Meiyue smiled and explained: "Yesterday, your son and I went for a walk. He received a phone call in the middle of the way. I glanced at it secretly. The screen showed a note of 'Diamond Ring.' If nothing else, it should be a call."
Call him and ask him to get the diamond ring."
"Then…"
"When I was sleeping at night, he inexplicably proposed to go on a trip. He would leave directly after I get off work... and come back on Sunday afternoon." Song Meiyue said with a smile: "You don't need to guess, you can tell that he is planning to propose, otherwise... otherwise... otherwise
It can’t be such a coincidence.”
"So."
"I...your good sister was so excited all night that she didn't sleep well," Song Meiyue said.
After listening to Song Meiyue's words, Jiang Yaling's hanging heart finally relaxed. Looking at her daughter-in-law who was full of happiness and expectation, she said angrily: "Since you are sure that Xiaoqi proposed, then this "Mom"
, when will it be cashed out? "
"I…"
"Sister! You...you really don't want to pick up the pot." Song Meiyue suddenly blushed and said in a squeaky voice: "I...I will shout, but your son hasn't begged yet, so why are you so anxious? What are you doing?"
...I won’t owe you anything, but let me tell you in advance...I will only call you sister."
"Okay, okay, okay."
"Just one sound."
Jiang Yaling doesn't care about this. As long as Meiyue can set a precedent, I believe she will become more and more fluent in the future.
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Feihong Group,
Inside an office.
Song Meiyue looked at the styles of wedding dresses online. She was already ready to get married and was choosing the wedding dress she would wear on the wedding day.
at this time,
The cell phone beside me rang, it was a text message notification.
After reading the content of the text message, Song Meiyue's heart trembled suddenly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise a slight arc.
The balance is paid...
He actually paid four million.
That means the diamond ring he bought cost five million.
But it's okay,
Let’s just say five million. Someone will pay for it in the end anyway.
Song Meiyue looked at the content of this text message repeatedly, and the more she read, the more urgent she felt in her heart, a kind of hysterical urgency, mixed with incomparable longing at the same time.
I am determined to be the bride, even if Jesus comes, it will be useless, I said so!
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