"I know a lot, go back and tell you slowly. Meng Jingchen lowered his head and whispered, and then stole a kiss on her face.

Jian Yu hit the wall depressedly, she found out, the more public he was, the more embarrassed this guy became, for fear that others would not know that he was lustful.

She glanced at him and tried her best to distance herself from him.

Meng Jingchen finally put away the fake and improper, and put his hands in his trouser pockets. Wait for Jian Yu to knock on the door and enter.

Jian Yu took a deep breath, repeated in her heart what she said to her mother about Meng Jingchen, and knocked on the door after confirming that there was no problem.

"Come in. Qiu Yinglan's gentle and kind voice came from inside.

"Mom, it's me. Jian Yu pulled out a smile that he thought was brighter than the sun, and pushed the door in.

Qiu Yinglan is sitting on the balcony knitting a sweater, a tall banyan tree will block the high sun, the balcony breeze is gentle, the temperature is just right, and the thick green plants lining Qiu Yinglan's good face is more amiable.

Hearing the door open, she put down her sweater and turned her wheelchair to come over.

"Mom, I'm ......" Jian Yu glanced at Meng Jingchen, and was a little hesitant when the words came to her mouth.

But she didn't want to, Qiu Yinglan suddenly smiled, and said to Meng Jingchen behind her: "It's Jingchen who is here, it's been a long time, come and sit here, go and pour a glass of water for Jingchen." ”

Jian Yu was struck by lightning, opened her mouth wide, and said in disbelief: "Mom, how do you know him?"

"Jing Chen, your boyfriend, just you dead girl, what are you shy about with your mother, Jing Chen, who is in a hurry, volunteered to come to me, begging me to persuade you to open a little, you have graduated from college, and your mother is not an antique, how can she still oppose you to fall in love like when you were a child." ”

"......" Jian Yu was speechless, and glared at Meng Jingchen with a stammering eye.

"Why are you still standing stupidly, go and pour water for Jing Chen. ”

"Mom, you haven't even asked me, how can you be sure that he is my boyfriend. Jian Yu asked angrily.

Qiu Yinglan glanced at her and said as a matter of course: "My daughter is not blind, how can such a good boy not look down on her." ”

"Boy!" Jian Yu exclaimed in surprise, she admitted that Meng Jingchen didn't look old, but he couldn't be a boy. The boy she understands is equal to the age of two hundred and ten green onions. And Meng Jingchen can't be hooked up to these two.

Meng Jingchen's smug eyebrows next to him were about to fly out, and he took a step forward and pushed the wheelchair to the balcony, "Okay, Mom, you can say a few words about her, for the sake of her good vision." ”

This person is really good at putting gold on his face, Jian Yu opened his mouth and was about to refute, Meng Jingchen turned around suddenly, squeezed his eyes at her, and looked proud.

Is this her own mother? Okay, I finally approved of her vision.

"Wait, Meng Jingchen, what did you just call my mother?"

"Mom. ”

"Hey, you...... It's not boyfriend and girlfriend, it's not that far. Jian Yu shouted unhappily, and Qiu Yinglan glared at her again, "Yu Yu, it's not a matter of time or time, change your words when you can save it." ”

"It's just that mom has no opinion, what do you have to object. ”

"The question is, is it okay for you to call my mother now?"

"You can call my mom mom too. ”

“……”

"Yu, Jingchen, the two of you finally came to see me together, so don't quarrel. Yu Yu, go pour water for Jing Chen. ”

Qiu Yinglan ordered Jian Yu with a straight face, turned her head and took Meng Jingchen's hand with a smile: "Let's go, see if Mom's newly woven patterns look good, and when you and Yu Yu have children, I will knit sweaters for them every day." ”

This kid said it all.

Jian Yu looked at the sky speechlessly, God, a thunderbolt struck me.

"Don't go yet!" Qiu Yinglan ordered her again.

Jian Yu reluctantly poured water and put it on the small table in front of Meng Jingchen.

Meng Jingchen glanced at her proudly, and then picked up the cup and drank water.

After drinking, he put down the cup and continued to discuss the pattern of the sweater with Qiu Yinglan. Unexpectedly, Meng Jingchen really knew how to knit sweaters, not only did he talk about the Tao, but he also started knitting it himself.

Jian Yu felt that her eyes were already blind.

Just imagine, a man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, tall and dressed in black like an underworld boss, sits on a wicker chair and knits a sweater with a loving face. It's a sight to behold.

"Okay, let's see, isn't it more three-dimensional? Meng Jingchen pointed out the part he had woven to Qiu Yinglan, Qiu Yinglan smiled and squinted her eyes, "Jingchen's craftsmanship is good, I haven't figured it out for several days, you can get started." ”

What they are weaving is a hollow shoulder, and the three-dimensional roses are crowded next to each other, very retro and gorgeous, but the silhouette is a popular cape style.

Such a hand-woven shoulder with a cheongsam or a small dress wrapped in the body must be extremely elegant.

Some of the flowers woven by Qiu Yinglan are also beautiful, but the petals do not have the three-dimensional sense of layering, and they immediately come to life as soon as they reach Meng Jingchen's hands.

"I can't believe that you still have this craft. ”

"It's all said, there's more you can't think of. Meng Jingchen glanced at her proudly and continued to instruct Qiu Yinglan's weaving.

But if you think about it, he is a top student at the International School of Design, and his talent is far above Ye Nishizawa, so it is not surprising that he has the skill of knitting sweaters.

Qiu Yinglan was attracted by knitting sweaters, and she didn't even look at Jian Yu at all, so she desperately covered up her wounds before entering the door, and now she can't wait to show her wounds, so as to arouse the concern of her mother.

The two knitted more than half of the sweater, and Meng Jingchen finally walked away.

Jian Yu got the opportunity, and immediately sat next to Qiu Yinglan, snatched the sweater, and looked at her mother fixedly.

Qiu Yinglan looked at her strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

"Mom, how did you get bribed by him?"

"Who bought me?"

"Meng Jingchen, from the moment we entered the door, you didn't look at me. ”

Qiu Yinglan looked at the puffing Jian Yu, shook her head and smiled, then picked up Jian Yu's hand and held it in her palm, "Yu Yu, this is the heart of being a mother." The better I treat Jing Chen, the better he will treat you. ”

"What kind of logic is this?"

This is the logic of the mother-in-law. ”

"What mother-in-law, let's ......" Jian Yu wanted to speak and stopped, thanks to her desperate concealment before, daring to love them had already been secretly positioned.

"Woke. Qiu Yinglan patted the back of her hand and said earnestly: "You have been dependent on your mother since you were a child, you have never enjoyed the blessing of love for a day, you have to support your family when you are a teenager, and your mother can't help you, so she can only try her best not to drag you down." Jing Chen is dignified in appearance, has a good personality, and is a rare lover, you have to grasp it well. ”

"Mom, you've only met him a few times, how much do you know about him?" said Jian Yu with a weak heart.

"Mom hasn't seen him a few times, and I don't know the situation at home, but a person's character and upbringing can be conveyed through words and deeds, you see that he is meticulous in doing things, meticulous as dust, and can be gentle and gentle to a useless old lady like me, and it will only be better for others. ”

"That's what he pretended. ”

"I only ask you, is it worth him to pretend in a situation like you and me?" Qiu Yinglan asked bluntly.