His mother's unprepared words made Jiang Qi stunned for several seconds, but he did not panic and said calmly: "Mom, does your nose belong to that of a police dog? Can you tell the specific smell with just a casual sniff?"
"of course."
"I am familiar with the smell of perfume on Meiyue." Jiang Yaling looked at her son and asked meaningfully: "Are you with Meiyue when you came back so late today? She bought these clothes and pants, right?
?I think the fabric is pretty good. The price should be expensive, right?"
Facing his mother's continuous questions, Jiang Qi ignored them. He walked to the sofa and sat down, lying paralyzed with his feet on the coffee table. Then he picked up the TV remote control and kept cutting.
Channel, I have no intention of answering at all.
Jiang Yaling was so anxious that she walked up to her son angrily, raised her hand and hit him hard, and asked anxiously: "You stinky boy. I want to ask you a question! Is it Meiyue?"
The clothes and pants you bought?”
"Oh," Jiang Qi replied helplessly: "This involves a lot of things, and you won't understand even if I tell you."
"That's it?"
A smile appeared on Jiang Yaling's face, she sat next to her son and said seriously: "What doesn't Mom understand? Mom has eaten more salt than you have eaten. Isn't it just a matter of love between a man and a woman?
It’s also made very mysterious.”
"What about male love and female love? Isn't it too vulgar?" Jiang Qi rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"Is that okay with my concubine's wishes?"
Jiang Yaling glared at her son fiercely and said angrily: "You'll die if you ask for too much."
As soon as the words fell,
He patted his son's arm gently and asked with a smile: "What did you and Meiyue do together? Why did she suddenly buy you some clothes and pants?"
"The water pipe in her house was broken, so I helped to repair the pipe, and then I accidentally repaired it, causing me to get soaked all over. Then she bought me clothes and pants, and I took a shower at her house."
"That's roughly it," Jiang Qi said seriously: "And she and I are not lovers. Mom, please don't over-interpret it and distort the facts."
Water pipe repairs, water pipe repairs, getting soaked to the skin, new clothes and pants, and finally a shower sounds perfect.
But then again, when will my son know how to repair water pipes?
Thinking of this,
Jiang Yaling's expression became profound, and she looked at her son seriously.
These two people!
They tried their best to create various opportunities and wanted to stay by each other's side. One asked someone who had no experience in repairing water pipes to fix the water pipes, while the other deliberately repaired the water pipes. In that case, why didn't they sleep together earlier?
"Did Meiyue buy the underwear inside for you?" Jiang Yaling asked with a smile.
"I refuse to answer such questions." Jiang Qi said lightly.
Tsk tsk tsk.
This brat still refused to answer.
Jiang Yaling's smile suddenly became even brighter, and she said earnestly: "If you don't tell mom, you won't know? When mom went to buy underwear for you at night, guess who mom met?"
Hearing these words, Jiang Qi's heart skipped a beat. He suppressed his uneasiness and calmly replied: "You know everything and why are you still asking me?"
"I just wanted to see how dishonest you brat is, and you end up not being honest at all." Jiang Yaling sighed, with a hint of bitterness between her brows, and said to herself bitterly: "Your father left early, so he left behind
We, mother and son, have worked so hard to bring you up, I didn’t expect it.”
This is acting, this is acting, look at this acting skill, I owe my mother a statuette at the Oscars.
When he first traveled through time, Jiang Qi suffered a lot from Jiang Yaling and was often fooled by her superb acting skills. However, as time went by, Jiang Qi, who had traveled through the world for two and a half years, gradually understood Jiang Yaling.
Yaling's routine.
Fake!
all fake!
How can there be so much family drama between mother and son?
"Mom went too far."
“How many more times do I want to do the same routine?”
Before Jiang Qi could finish speaking, the phone on the coffee table flashed its breathing light. He picked it up and saw that it was a message from someone.
Xiaoyue'er: Are you home yet?
Silently locking the screen, he sat up as if nothing had happened, glanced at his mother who was stretching her head, and said casually: "I'm going back to the room first."
As soon as the words fell,
He walked towards his bedroom without looking back.
Looking at her son's leaving figure, Jiang Yaling smiled. Although she didn't see anything, she knew without guessing that it was Meiyue who sent him a WeChat message.
night,
Quietly.
Jiang Qi was only wearing the underpants someone bought for him, lying on the bed too swaying.
Enterprising young man Mr. Jiang: I just got home and now I’m lying on my bed
a piece of Xu,
Someone's reply came.
Xiaoyue'er: Me too, lying on the bed too
for a time,
The two fell into an awkward atmosphere. They were lying on their respective beds, holding their mobile phones and staring at the screen, not knowing what they wanted to say to each other.
Just when Jiang Qi was trying hard to find a topic, he received a message from someone.
Xiaoyue'er: Do you regret it?
regret?
What do you regret?
Faced with this puzzling question, Jiang Qi didn't know how to answer.
Enterprising young man Mr. Jiang: I don’t understand
Xiaoyue'er: Do you regret meeting me?
Looking at these six simple words, Jiang Qi couldn't help but smile. In his mind, he imagined what someone looked like at this moment. It must be very tempting, right?
Putting aside those imaginative images, Jiang Qi held up his mobile phone and typed loudly.
at the same time,
In a certain villa,
Song Meiyue was lying on the sofa, with two empty bottles of red wine poured on the coffee table. Her cold and charming face was extremely red. At this moment, her head was a little dizzy, and her consciousness was being swallowed by alcohol.
Why is it so annoying?
To regret or not to regret? Is it so difficult to choose?
Her plump and sexy little mouth was slightly pursed, and a strong displeasure flashed between her brows. She suddenly burped and muttered to herself in annoyance: "Smelly men take their time."
As soon as he finished speaking,
Someone's information has arrived.
The enterprising young man Jiang Gongzi: You are my accident. I never thought I would meet you, but I met you probably somehow, so I have no regrets.
in an instant,
Song Meiyue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an indescribable emotion surged through every part of her body. At the same time, the alcohol flowing in her blood became even more surging, almost engulfing her remaining consciousness.
Song Meiyue held up her eyelids and sent him a message in a daze. As for the content, she actually didn't know it herself. She relied on her own instinct and subconscious to send him what was in her heart.
But the letters in front of me were double-imaged, and they were almost blurry.
Song Meiyue did not hesitate and sent him a voice call request, which was quickly accepted by the other party.
"Aunt Song? What's wrong?"
His voice came from the phone, low and magnetic.
Song Meiyue closed her eyes, her face was red from drunkenness, and she said hesitantly: "I miss a man, I miss you."
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