This charming and hoarse call made Jiang Qi, who was standing in the corridor of the room, almost tremble all over. Although Aunt Qiao usually has a high-ranking and indifferent image, and sometimes it is mixed with elements of violence, but she cannot
Deny it... Pretty aunt starts acting like a baby, her temptation is simply unstoppable.
what to do?
Auntie Qiao is coming with bad intentions!
Jiang Qi knew that he might be doomed tonight. Although this was a scene he had dreamed of, but thinking of Aunt Qiao's usual arrogance and the pain Zhang Wenzhong suffered from Gu Fei, Jiang Qi felt a slight pain in his waist.
, and even a sense of powerlessness.
Wait...don't I still have waist strengthening wine?
Drink up!
"Honey, please wait a minute...I'll be in right away!" Jiang Qi shouted towards the bedroom, hurriedly came to the edge of the suitcase, squatted there and rummaged through the cabinets... After searching for a long time, he found the one hidden underneath.
The bottle of Zhuangyao wine disappeared out of thin air.
No...it's clearly placed inside, but why can't it be found?
"Baby wife?"
"Did you see a bottle...a bottle of yellowing mineral water in the suitcase?" Jiang Qi shouted anxiously.
"I lost it..."
Song Meiyue's pretentious and hoarse voice came out again, and the next second she was full of anger, complaining to Jiang Qi: "You stinky man is so disgusting... You actually filled your own urine into a mineral water bottle.
, and then it was still hidden in the suitcase. If I hadn't discovered it...were you planning to take it home?"
What the hell?
Lost...lost by her?
Jiang Qi was almost speechless for a moment and opened his mouth...but he didn't know how to say the words that came to his lips. He wanted to slap himself twice, but there was no good way to hide them...he hid them in the suitcase.
, isn’t it over now... With a pretty aunt waiting for food on one side, and a shaky waist on the other, it’s very likely that I won’t be able to see the sun tomorrow.
"Hey, baby."
"My precious pretty aunt!" Jiang Qi shouted with pain on his face: "That is your little husband's magic weapon to win tonight, you...why did you throw it away? It's not something that can't be peeed in, it's filled with
This is waist strengthening wine, your parents gave it to me."
[In other words, it is currently the best for reading and listening to books,@
With a surprised expression, I suddenly felt a little proud.
In fact, Song Meiyue is quite worried about her relationship with Jiang Qi. After all, her man is so strong and handsome, and he has gradually revealed his talents. Don't let there be too many women out there who are greedy for his handsomeness. This colorful world... there are countless temptations, she said.
He was kidnapped at some point, just like he kidnapped his best friend's son from her hands.
But to be reasonable,
It is quite difficult to abduct him from your hands, after all, the figure and appearance are at stake here.
"What are you looking at..."
"What's so good about my wife?" Song Meiyue rolled her eyes at her charmingly, with a hint of shyness and anger in her words, and murmured: "Come on... Auntie Qiao has already warmed up the quilt, you can lie down in
Already."
Hearing Song Meiyue's words, Jiang Qi came to his senses in shock, slowly walked to the edge of the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt, and got in with a hiss.
"ah!"
"It's so warm!"
"Aunt Qiao's quilt is just different." Jiang Qi could not help but sigh to himself as he experienced the warm feeling in the quilt.
Song Meiyue pursed her lips lightly, and also got into the quilt, and then twisted and twisted... and threw herself into Jiang Qi's arms, pressing her body tightly against him, pressing her hot cheek to her chest, listening to the thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump.
My heartbeat was beating loudly, and my thoughts gradually became extremely confusing.
Jiang Qi glanced at the pretty auntie of the vice president in his arms. This sassy and charming indistinct makeup paired with her seductive eyes showed a unique mature charm, which was really hard to extricate herself from.
"Baby wife..."
"Why do I feel that you look so good tonight?" Jiang Qi asked with a look of infatuation.
Song Meiyue rolled her eyes, subconsciously hugged his waist, and murmured: "What does it mean to look so good tonight? Didn't I look good yesterday? Didn't I look good the day before yesterday? Tell me clearly, what day did I look bad?
, Otherwise...otherwise just sleep on the floor."
"Hey young..."
"My pretty aunt is always good-looking, but she is especially good-looking today." Jiang Qi smiled naively, raised his hand to gently pinch her chin, and slowly lifted it up. That beautiful face was so close.
Chi Chi, the more I look at it, the more difficult it becomes for myself.
"Wife..." Jiang Qi called softly.
"Um?"
Song Meiyue looked at him with blurry eyes, a trace of mist in her eyes, and a hint of tenderness between her brows, and asked, "What are you doing?"
"No...I just yelled casually."
"Because you are already my fiancée, I was wondering...if I should change my title in the future." Jiang Qi said with a smile...
Song Meiyue bit her red lips, turned away her cheek slightly, looked away from the handsome face, and said in a squeaky voice: "But I...I like the title 'Auntie Qiao' very much. Besides, I said it before
You told me that I will be your Aunt Song for the rest of my life, have you...did you forget?"
"did not ask."
"How could you have forgotten this?" Jiang Qi said cowardly: "Don't I know what bad intentions you have?"
Song Meiyue's pretty face turned red, and she said angrily: "What bad intentions can Aunt Qiao have? You...don't just slander people, okay?"
Tsk tsk tsk,
Look at my pretty aunt, why is she becoming more and more coquettish?
"Did my mother say anything to you?" Jiang Qi hugged Song Meiyue, sniffed her hair, and asked curiously.
"Of course."
"Urge me to get pregnant quickly so that she can hold her grandson and granddaughter, and then...then..." Song Meiyue pursed her lips and said softly, "Let me call her mother."
"Then did you shout?" Jiang Qi asked.
"Shouted..."
Song Meiyue couldn't help but trembled, her pretty face became even more rosy, and she hesitated: "I feel that your mother's motives are not pure... I regard her as my best friend, my best confidant sister, but she thinks
Be my mother."
You just posted it
now?
I've known for a long time...it won't take more than a day or two for your sister Yaling to become your mother.
"Then when will you arrange for our elders to meet?" Jiang Qi then asked.
"Next Saturday."
"What do you think?" Song Meiyue asked Xiajiang Qi's opinion.
"I'll listen to your arrangements, but it's best to ask your sister Yaling for her thoughts." Jiang Qi replied.
"she..."
"She has the same idea as you." Song Meiyue said.
Jiang Qi nodded. He was about to speak, but suddenly he swallowed the words on his lips. The expression on his face was a little surprised, even a little confused, but after the brief surprise, that mean smile climbed back onto his cheeks.
.
"What's wrong?"
"It wasn't like this before..." Jiang Qi asked mischievously.
Song Meiyue bit her lower lip tightly, looked at him with a charming face, tried hard to control her emotions, and said calmly: "It's nothing... I'm just a little anxious."
"Why are you so anxious?" Jiang Qi stared at her and said meaningfully: "Quiet auntie, my wife, stop showing off, speak out boldly, and tell me the secrets buried deep in your heart without reservation."
"me..."
Song Meiyue opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to speak. She squeaked and groaned for a long time, until she saw the expression on that bitch's face and knew that she had been led into the ditch by him.
"roll roll roll!"
"I ignored you...you just know how to tease me and bully me!"
Song Meiyue's temper suddenly came out, she let go of her little hands and broke away from his arms, turned over angrily, and lay on her side on the bed with her back to him.
I'm in a mood...
Started to lose temper.
But Jiang Qi was not displeased. He even found it quite interesting. This sudden anger was more like a kind of stubbornness, a compromise of his own reserve and composure, an emotional switch from active to passive.
.
No need to guess...she is waiting now, waiting for her call.
Jiang Qi smiled helplessly, why does his pretty aunt and wife have so many thoughts? She has at least eight hundred thoughts.
Thinking of this,
He propped himself up, stretched out his hand and gently pressed her shoulder.
Sure enough, she trembled, and her eyelashes were twitching.
"Wife..."
"It's already late at night." Jiang Qi lay next to her ear and said softly, "Should I turn off the light?"
"no..."
"Turn...turn on the lights..."
Song Meiyue was still lying on her side and replied in a squeaky voice.
There was a bit of timidity, a bit of panic, and even a hint of begging in this voice.
...
PS: Please give me monthly votes and recommendation votes.