Because there was no appointment in advance, Song Ci arrived a little earlier than Cheng Yang. www.biquge.info If you want to say what you think about Ai Jun's family, then it can probably be summarized as follows-

One, Ai Jun's parents' appearance is really high, so tall that they don't look like Ai Jun's parents at all (Ai Jun: Hey! ）；

Second, Ai Jun's father is really cool, Ai Jun is really enthusiastic;

Three......

Hey? Why is there something wrong with Ai Jun's parents looking at him?

However, this third point, after Cheng Yang came, finally disappeared.

Song Ci was also sincerely relieved, and what he didn't know was ......

in the kitchen.

"Go, bring this plate of fruit to your friend."

"Oh." Ai Jun tried to steal a cherry while responding to his mother's words, and then he was beaten. He asked with a smile while hiding, "By the way, Mom, why did you keep staring at that guy Song Ci just now?" ”

It's good that he didn't mention this, but when he mentioned it, Ou Minglan suddenly sighed faintly and said, "I originally thought that it would be my future daughter-in-law." ”

When Ai Jun heard this, his hands suddenly trembled, and the cherries that he had finally pulled fell on the cooking table and rolled around. He didn't care about this, just swallowed his saliva and stammered, "Mom...... I'm your own son...... so can you stop pushing him into the fire?

"I know." Ou Minglan nodded with emotion, "From the moment I saw your classmate named Cheng Yang, I understood everything. ”

“…… Yes? ”

"You're a spare tire at best."

“…… Feed! Ai Jun vomited blood, thinking that this is really my own mother, there is nothing wrong!

Well, Cheng Yang, who has always been favored by God in terms of appearance, and Song Ci, who is getting more and more beautiful and will be more beautiful visually, are indeed quite compatible in a sense, but why does he have to wear a "green forgiveness hat", this is too unfair!

"Smash, there is no grass at the end of the world." Ou Minglan patted her son's shoulder and said earnestly, "Although you didn't inherit your father's handsomeness, you should at least inherit his other handsomeness, such as ......" After speaking, she didn't know what she was thinking, and two blushes actually appeared on her face - Ou Minglan, who was already thirty or forty, looked far younger than her actual age like Zhang's mother, especially, when women show happy expressions, they are never ugly, but always moving.

Forced to swallow a mouthful of dog food, Ai Jun angrily ate several cherries in a row, his cheeks bulged like squirrels, and he turned his head away with his plate and thought: One day he will bring a beautiful daughter-in-law home, so that this stupid couple can eat dog food at one time until they are afraid!

…… Of course, the road is long, and Ai will go up and down to seek.

So, Song Cheng and the others were naturally angry.

"Let's eat!" Why are you dog food reservists and I'm just a spare tire with a green forgiveness cap!

Song Ci stared at the fruit bowl that was almost smashed on the table, and didn't get angry - well, because Ai Jun's father and uncle were talking on the other side of the living room, he just smiled and said to Ai Jun, "Thank you." "Smile, smile, kind smile.

Ai Jun: "...... No, you're welcome. "What to do? He suddenly felt a little weak in his legs.

"You eat too." Song Ci smiled and picked up an orange and handed it to Ai Jun.

The latter hesitated to take it, thinking to himself that this was not an orange but a bomb, the kind that would explode as soon as he took it?

But in fact, Song Ci was really not so ruthless, he was just thinking about smoking another bottle of the "Medicine King Seasoning" that Ai Jun had eaten before, and secretly added a little to his bowl when he was going to eat, hehehe, he dared to smash the plate with him, he was so bold!

But when he saw that Ai Jun didn't dare to pick up his orange, he was speechless, thinking to himself, why was he so bullish just now? So instead of being angry now, he began to wonder what had just happened.

"It's not poisonous." He held up the orange and said in a joking tone.

However, it turned out to underestimate Ai Jun's timidity, because this guy actually shook his hands when he heard this, and then knocked the orange off the table with a "pia". It rolled a few times and fell to the ground.

Song Ci: "......"

Ai Jun: "......"

After a pause, the latter very decisively went under the table and picked up the oranges, and then carefully held them in both hands and sent them back: "You better eat it." He really believed that there was something wrong with the orange, and in order to prevent his family and friends from being "poisoned", he decided to send it back to the "witch".

Song Ci suddenly felt a little bit of guilt, did he really bully this guy too much?

Cheng Yang, who was watching the audience on the side, laughed out loud, and then glared at Ai Jun fiercely - how can buddies watch the excitement!

On the other side, Aiqi also shook his head helplessly: "Stupid." ”

Edward, who knew a little about the inside story, smiled slightly.

Lunch time.

Song Ci had to admit that Ai Jun, this kid, was also quite pitiful, because his parents' skills were just average, and they were not comparable to the "chef-level" Mama Zhang. Not to mention, his parents don't often cook for him at home. Of course, he can only think about it in his heart, and he must still say "delicious" or something like that. It's not a bear child who only cares about his own happiness, and he still has to give people face when he visits him.

It can be seen that the mother said angrily because the child was angry, "Everyone else says that my cooking is delicious, but you are a picky eater!" Maybe it's not really the child's fault. There is no way, those who deceive their mothers only need to eat one meal, but the child needs to be ten or twenty years or even a lifetime!

Straight to the point.

"By the way, little words - it's okay to call you little words, right?"

"Yes, Auntie." In the face of good-tempered girls, no matter how old they are, Song Ci has always been very patient. Ahem, that's right, he's the legendary Friend of Women!

"Xiaozi, I heard Junjun say that your cooking skills are very good, I want to bake some cookies and snacks for you to take home in the afternoon, do you want to help?"

"Forehead ......"

In the face of Ou Minglan's warm invitation, Song Ci just wanted to say, "Ai Jun, what kind of mouth do you have!" Do you like women's clothing so much? But in fact, Ai Jun really inadvertently slipped his mouth and said, "The noodles made by Song Ci are delicious", of course, he must keep his mouth shut about the embarrassment after that.

Seeing Song Ci hesitate, Ou Minglan showed a disappointed expression: "Can't you?" ”

"Uh, okay!" Song Ci subconsciously replied, "Of course." ”

"Great." Ou Minglan smiled, "Then I'm looking forward to your craftsmanship." ”

"Hahaha......" Song Ci smiled dryly, thinking that he would ask Penguin Jun to exchange for "Medicine King Seasoning", but there are a lot of people here today. He made up for it a little, and the picture of Dad and Uncle Ai and Cheng Yang Aijun bursting into women's clothes together...... Hiss! The picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it.