At this time, Ximen Lang was no different than a tall horse. Looking at the pretty girl riding on him, her spring-filled eyebrows, her flaming red lips, and the tall mountains that were trembling slightly because of her movements, he was almost obsessed.
However, how could Ximen Lang, who was still in his prime of life, bear the presence of a beautiful woman? Some changes occurred in his body unintentionally, and Jiang Xiaoyu felt it immediately. She felt very panicked, and she said angrily: "You are so stupid.
Everyone is up, who are you lying to?"
Ximen Lang said with an aggrieved look: "Boss, can you blame me? Who made you so beautiful? I really accept it. If it doesn't accept it, there's nothing I can do about it!"
Jiang Xiaoyu said angrily: "You turned against it, let's see how I deal with it."
Jiang Xiaoyu smiled sweetly, with a grace that could make hundreds of flowers eclipse, and said: "Looking at you for being so good, I will reward you. Don't you always think..." She was embarrassed to say the next words, and her face turned red.
It seemed like blood would drip out.
Ximenlang was endlessly surprised. A picture came to his mind. The pretty Xiaoyu was wearing an ancient gauze dress. Her colorful clothes were dancing like a fairy. She was holding a long flute and playing non-stop, trying her best. He said with excitement on his face:
"Very good!"
Ximen Lang has been asking for this for a long time, but Jiang Xiaoyu has not agreed. Today, it was really because her boyfriend performed outstandingly and surprised her again and again, so she decided to grant his wish.
Jiang Xiaoyu blushed and got up, walked to the door, quietly locked the door, walked to Ximen Lang who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and squatted down gently...
This is exactly what it is like, the green mountains are faint and the water is far away, the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered after autumn, and the twenty-four bridges are full of moonlight. Where can the beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute?
Playing the harp and flute are both elegant activities. After the activity, Jiang Xiaoyu's face was flushed, while Ximen Lang felt refreshed and very happy.
A couple hugs each other, I am in you, you are in me, it is extremely intimate.
"Xiao Lang, I'm going back to Pegatron tomorrow. The appointment has been approved, and I, the new director, should also take office. However, I'm a little worried."
Ximen Lang hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? What's there to worry about?"
Jiang Xiaoyu rubbed her bulging belly with her hand and said, "I'm still married, but I'm pregnant. What should I do if my belly gets bigger and bigger in the future?"
Ximenlang thought for a while and said, "That's easy, let's just get on the plane and get married."
Jiang Xiaoyu's face was filled with joy. This guy seemed to be sincere to me and wanted to marry me without any excuse. I felt relieved. She raised her orchid finger and flicked his head, and said angrily: "
It's so simple, I want to register my marriage with you, but how old are you?"
"I'm seventeen years old, what's wrong?" Ximen Lang asked with some confusion.
"It's not the legal age for marriage, but I'm old enough. Article 6 of the Marriage Law stipulates: The age of marriage must not be earlier than 22 years old for men and 20 years old for women. You are still early."
"Is it so troublesome?" Ximen Lang comes from Hegna. It turns out that country has a very relaxed age for marriage. Basically, you can get married after you are fourteen years old, and it is not limited to monogamy. Therefore, he is not sure about marriage in country Z.
The system is not very clear.
"Of course, so if we want to get married, I have to wait for you for five years."
Ximen Lang said with a sad face: "How long will it take?"
"Of course, this is the law of the country and of course you must abide by it."
Ximenlang was silent for a moment and said: "Let's do this. Tomorrow you will go back to Pegatron to take up the post. After working for another month, you can take a long vacation to rest. When you get home, you can prepare for the birth with peace of mind. After the confinement period, it depends on what you want to do.
If you want to continue working, you can ask your mother-in-law to retire early to help you take care of your children. If you want to take care of your children at home, then just quit your job."
Jiang Xiaoyu said coquettishly: "I don't want to take care of the children at home. If I want to continue working, I'd better leave the children to my mother."
Ximen Lang smiled and said, "Yes. If your mother is unwilling to take care of her, she can send her abroad and let my mother raise her."
Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "Forget it, it's too far away. I can't see the child often and I must miss him. Let my mother come see our baby. She likes children very much and always hopes that I get married soon.
Give her a grandson or granddaughter."
Ximenlang nodded, "Okay, that's it."
Jiang Xiaoyu said with some worry: "But, can I take a long vacation after working for another month? I am the police chief. If I am often absent, nothing will happen. Besides, the superiors cannot let me take such a long break."
A long vacation?"
Ximen Lang said disapprovingly: "What can't be done? The Heshuo Public Security Bureau is our confidant. You won't be in trouble if you leave temporarily for a year and a half. As for the so-called superiors, isn't it the provincial department? He Xu
Shao Feng has to look at my face to act, how dare he make things difficult for you?"
Hearing what he said, Jiang Xiaoyu became relieved and said with a sweet smile: "Husband, you are so powerful. I think you have the final say in whether the whole Zhejiang is black or white. You are so domineering."
Ximenlang smiled and said, "It's necessary."
After lingering for a while, the two left the bedroom and went to the bathroom to wash up. When they came out, they saw Deng Xiujuan preparing dinner in the kitchen, so they both went over to help.
Deng Xiujuan said repeatedly: "No, I can do it myself. Xiaolang, this is your first time coming to our house. How can aunt let you work? Xiaoyu, you go watch TV or play on the computer with him."
Ximenlang wanted to be a good son-in-law, so he quickly said: "Auntie, please don't treat me like an outsider. I will also be a part of this family from now on, and I should work as I should."
Jiang Xiaoyu also said: "That's right, didn't you say that you treat Xiaolang as a son? It is only natural that a mother should let her son work."
Seeing the two of them insisting again and again, Deng Xiujuan had no choice but to say: "Okay, Xiaolang, chop the chicken and I'll make chicken soup later."
"Okay." Ximen Lang agreed happily. He saw the white-striped chicken placed on the stove, glanced at the kitchen knife inserted in the knife box, and slapped the marble stove with his hand.
With a popping sound, the white chicken and the kitchen knife jumped into the air at the same time. The former fell on the cutting board. He lifted his right hand in the air and grabbed the kitchen knife in his hand.
The sword flashed!
For a moment, there was only a thump-dong-dong sound like the sound of a drum. Ximen Lang stopped moving and saw that the white-striped chicken had been torn into more than 20 pieces, evenly sized, spread out on the cutting board.
Jiang Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, the Sword God has appeared."