Yang Hao drove Jiang Manqing downstairs in the community. Jiang Manqing leaned over, kissed Yang Hao on the face, and said with a smile: "Good night, thank you for taking the time to celebrate my birthday with me."
Yang Hao smiled and said: "It's just a very ordinary meal. If you have more time, we can live a richer life."
Jiang Manqing shook her head and said: "It's good like this. You don't know, I haven't had such a formal meal alone with a man in many years."
Yang Hao took Jiang Manqing's hand, kneaded it gently twice, and said with a smile: "It seems that I will have to eat with you more in the future to help you make up for what you haven't eaten before."
Jiang Manqing smiled softly and did not take it seriously. Whether it was Yang Hao or Jiang Manqing himself, one had his own family and the other had his own career. It was impossible for them to spend a lot of time together.
They are bed partners and spiritual partners, but they are not actual partners.
Yang Hao leaned over and took a bag from the back seat of his car and handed it to Jiang Manqing. Jiang Manqing took it in confusion: "What is it?"
"Birthday gift." Yang Hao's smile was a little naughty: "I spent a lot of time buying this in the mall this afternoon. I hope you like it."
Jiang Manqing happily took it. The car was very dark, so Jiang Manqing didn't open it to look, but asked directly: "What is it?"
Yang Hao smiled: "You can go home and see for yourself. Now that you have said it, don't you have no sense of expectation anymore?"
Jiang Manqing glanced at Yang Hao charmingly and said, "Okay, no matter what it is, I like it. Thank you for your gift. I had a very happy birthday."
Jiang Manqing got out of the car with the bag in hand, and walked straight into the building without looking back. After all, the leaders lived here. It was nothing to be sent home, but if someone was seen being tired downstairs, then
I'm afraid it will cause big trouble.
Thinking that her daughter was still waiting for her at home, Jiang Manqing became a little anxious. She quickly returned to the house and opened the door. Sure enough, the lights in the room were on. Her daughter was watching TV on the sofa when she heard the door ring.
, turned his head in surprise and stood up from the sofa: "Mom, you are back."
This girl has bright eyes and white teeth, and her whole body is full of pure vitality. She is Yang Hao's "little wife" Yan Beibei.
Seeing her daughter sitting alone on the sofa watching TV, Jiang Manqing felt a little guilty in her heart, and quickly apologized: "Beibei, I'm sorry, mom came back late and kept you waiting for a long time. You're hungry, I'll do it right away."
meal……"
"No, Mom, I've already cooked." Yan Beibei grabbed Jiang Manqing who was about to go to the kitchen, and said with a smile: "Don't you have something to do? I think you may be late when you come back.
, so I didn’t wait for you and learned to cook by myself.”
Jiang Manqing was surprised: "Beibei, did you cook?"
Yan Beibei had a somewhat proud look on her face: "Yes, I made it, but it's definitely not as delicious as my mother's. Today is my mother's birthday, and I couldn't think of anything to give her, so I made her a meal."
As a birthday present."
Jiang Manqing was suddenly extremely moved. She walked to the sofa, put down the bag she was carrying, and put her arms around Yan Beibei: "Beibei, mom is so touched. Come on, you must be hungry already. Let's go
Have a meal."
Yan Beibei hummed, but his eyes fell on the bag Jiang Manqing was carrying, and he said with a smile: "Okay, mom, will you try what I cook?"
Jiang Manqing said repeatedly: "Okay, it must be delicious."
Jiang Manqing let go of Yan Beibei and walked towards the dining table. No matter how much she had just eaten and whether she was full or not, she had to eat another meal when her daughter prepared it.
Yan Beibei did not move, but curiously picked up the bag Jiang Manqing placed on the sofa, opened it, and asked curiously: "Mom, what is this, did you buy it?"
Jiang Manqing was surprised because she didn't know what was in it. She didn't know how to answer Yan Beibei for a moment. She just hesitated for a second. Yan Beibei had already opened the bag and took it straight.
The things were taken out.
As soon as the things were taken out, Jiang Manqing's face suddenly turned red.
The clothes in the bag turned out to be a set of purple sexy underwear, hollowed out of silk, hazy, giving people a very strong temptation...
Damn it, Yang Hao actually gave me sexy lingerie!
No wonder he had a weird smile on his face when he handed the bag to himself just now. He didn't even tell himself that he would see it again when he got home. This guy is really evil!
I was just thinking about my daughter waiting for me at home, but I didn't think to open the gift and take a look first. When I entered the house just now and heard my daughter cooking for me, I was even more excited and forgot to take the things back first.
Your own bedroom.
Jiang Manqing naturally wouldn't blame Yan Beibei for opening the bag without her consent. After all, there were no secrets between the two mother and daughter, and the bag looked like a bag for buying new clothes. Yan Beibei thought that it would be the same if she took a look at it.
Very normal.
It’s all the fault of that bad guy Yang Hao. You gave me underwear instead of giving me something bad!
If you give me underwear, just give me underwear, and you also give me such tempting sexy underwear!
Now you've killed me!
Yan Beibei was stunned when she looked at the sexy underwear in her hand. She actually wanted to see this bag for a reason. Today is her mother's birthday. She also knew that she was waiting for her at home. There was no way she would still be able to think about it after work.
People go shopping for clothes, so there is only one reason for this package, that is, it is a gift for my mother.
What is the gift?
Yan Beibei had seen her mother get dressed and go out quietly after answering a phone call in the middle of the night. When she came back, her clothes were obviously messy, and there was a faint strange smell on her body. Yan Beibei guessed that she
Yan Beibei's mother probably had a man outside. Because of this, Yan Beibei still felt very disappointed. She even told Yang Hao about this matter, and Yang Hao also enlightened her.
Today is Jiang Manqing's birthday. Yan Beibei feels that she is eighteen years old and an adult. Maybe she should take this opportunity to talk to her mother. She is now in college and will work and even get married after graduation.
, the time spent with her mother will become less and less, so Yan Beibei thinks that it is okay for her mother to find a man she can rely on.
Every year today, Yan Beibei celebrates her birthday with her mother, but this year, her mother said that she had some things to do and might come back a little late. Yan Beibei immediately realized that her mother might have gone out on a date today.
.
As a man, especially a man who is pursuing a woman, how could he forget such an important time as this woman's birthday?
So when she saw this bag, Yan Beibei guessed that it might be a birthday gift from her mother's man, so she pretended not to know anything and quickly opened the bag.
She had guessed that it might be a piece of jewelry, clothes, or something else, but she never imagined that it was actually an extremely sexy and charming lingerie.
Yan Beibei couldn't help but blush slightly. She raised her head to look at her mother, only to find that her mother was also blushing. She immediately smiled and said: "Mom, this underwear is quite beautiful. You must be on board."
She is so sexy and beautiful that if a man sees it, his nose will bleed..."
Jiang Manqing hurriedly walked over, snatched the sexy underwear from Yan Beibei's hand, and stuffed it into her pocket: "I passed by a roadside underwear store today when I came back and took a look, but was stopped by the shopping guide.
After a sales promotion, no one could hold back and bought it.”
Yan Beibei looked at Jiang Manqing's constant explanations and said with a smile: "Mom, you don't have to be shy. There are only two of us here and there are no men. This dress looks good on you."
Jiang Manqing spat: "I am an old woman, how dare I wear these. I regretted buying it. I will return it tomorrow."
"Don't." Yan Beibei quickly stopped: "Mom, you must not retreat. Mom, you have such a good figure and your skin is as smooth as milk. Even those young women in their twenties can't compare.
, how can you be an old woman? If you are all old women, then there will be no young women in the world."
Jiang Manqing was still filled with joy when she heard her daughter praising her. She put her pocket in the bag again and took her daughter's hand to the table: "Come, let me see what delicious dishes you have cooked, Beibei."
"I am also a beginner, and I cook very slowly. I only made three dishes, which were all made according to the instructions on the Internet. Shredded pork with ginger, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and tomato soup with ribs. Hey, it's a little cold. I'll heat it up again.
one time."
Jiang Manqing quickly stopped her daughter, and at the same time brought a bowl and gave Yan Beibei a bowl of pork rib soup: "I'll do it. Sit down, you must be hungry. This pork rib tomato soup is still hot. You have a bowl of soup first."
, gnawing on two pieces of spareribs to pad my belly..."
Yan Beibei was indeed hungry, so she didn't refuse. She took a few sips of soup, picked up a piece of spareribs, and followed Jiang Manqing into the kitchen. She leaned against the door and watched Jiang Manqing start to heat up the food. She seemed to ask casually: "
Mom, will someone treat you to dinner today?"
Jiang Manqing stiffened slightly, hesitated for a second, and then decided not to tell the truth: "No, I just got delayed due to something at work. I'm sorry, don't be angry."
When Yan Beibei heard her mother's answer, she said in a low voice, "I thought it was Uncle Lin who invited you to dinner. I heard that he came to Zhonghai."
Jiang Manqing was stunned for a moment, turned around, and stared at Yan Beibei in surprise: "Uncle Lin, which Uncle Lin?"
"Uncle Lin Fenglin, hasn't he always liked you?"
Jiang Manqing frowned and said, "How did you know he came to Zhonghai?"
Yan Beibei shrugged: "Because he called me."
Jiang Manqing suddenly felt nervous, staring straight at Yan Beibei's face: "Why did he call you, what did he say, and when did he call you?" (To be continued)