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Chapter 390: Here comes the mother-in-law

"Why don't you sleep a little longer? Aren't you tired..." She asked innocently, but it made the man smile brightly.

He lowered his head and came to her ear, "It's only been twice, how can I be tired..." He said, licking her earlobe, "We'll come back later... to the sofa..."

Qin Xiaoman was agitated by what he said; the quilt was covering her head, and a vague voice came from inside, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you..."

Amidst the man's hearty laughter, she heard the sound of him gradually walking away.

"I ordered takeout; now I'm going to take a shower. You lie down for a while. If you want to get up, the closet in the room on the right next to it is full of clothes bought for you." Yan Zisong said and walked into the bathroom.

The woman lifted the corner of the quilt and stuck her head out; in the bathroom separated by a glass wall, the sound of rushing water soon came; Qin Xiaoman hesitated for a moment, but still struggled to stand up from the bed with his sore waist and legs.

Come down.

She had no idea what to do as a newlywed wife; but she knew without even thinking about it that sleeping in bed was definitely not included.

Although she does not yet have the ability to be a good wife and mother and housekeeping skills, she loves this man! Because of her love, she always wants to do something for him; even though, under normal circumstances, she can't do anything!

Thinking about yesterday's night, almost all the important things in her life were staged. When the sun shines on the earth again today, she has become his wife. It's like a dream, but really, she is with him

Got it!

Although Qin Xiaoman still had some unbelievable concerns, it was still sweet to her heart; a smile appeared on her face inadvertently.

She came to the cloakroom next door, where the entire row of open hangers was filled with clothes in her size. She didn't have a particularly extravagant hobby in fashion, but she knew that every outfit here must have been carefully selected by him.

In the dressing scene next to the clothes hanger, the woman with blurred eyes was covered with traces of his love; dark purple, large and small, appeared in every area from the neck to the chest. The woman in the mirror lowered her eyes slightly,

The shy and satisfied look became more and more moving.

Because she had to take a shower later, Qin Xiaoman picked a light-colored loose house skirt and tied her hair loosely together. When she was about to go back to the bedroom to sort out the messy bed and the clothes scattered on the floor, she heard

The doorbell rang.

"Wait a minute," Qin Xiaoman responded as the takeaway came so quickly and opened the door; but after seeing the person clearly, he instantly turned to stone.

The people outside the door were also stunned for a long time; even though they were well-informed, they could not digest this unexpected situation for a while.

"Why are you here?" Liang Xuewen frowned and stared deeply at Qin Xiaoman's loose skirt and loose hair. It was obvious that she had spent the night here.

"I..." She was a little panicked, she really didn't expect to see this mother-in-law now; in fact, because yesterday's incident was so sudden, she never thought about Yan Zisong's parents at all.

As for how to get along with each other in the future and how to bury the hatchet, these are issues that are still floating in outer space.

Qin Xiaoman was a little confused and didn't know where to put her hands and feet. In any case, the woman in front of her was now her mother-in-law. Originally, the word "mother-in-law" had a certain deterrent effect, not to mention this.

A mother-in-law with a "huge aura".

"Please come in first..." the cautious new daughter-in-law said, opening the door a little further, and waved her hand respectfully toward the room from one side of her body.

"I asked, why are you here?" Liang Xuewen had no intention of entering the house; the woman in an exquisite professional suit frowned, and her sharp eyes fell on the woman's frightened face; every word was frustrated.

, asked clearly and forcefully!

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