Yan Qinqing and Ning Anyan walked out of the elevator with a smile, and she was depressed and found that Ning Anyan had grown taller and her legs longer, and it was difficult to knock him on the head, which made him very proud.

Ning Anyan put the suitcase by the door and unlocked it with his fingerprints, and the aroma of the food came to his face.

Yan Qinqing took a deep breath, she really felt hungry, and before she entered the door, four old people came to the door to watch the excitement.

In fact, he is not old, he is in his early forties, Ning Anyan's father Ning He, is the tallest, with the longest legs, slightly burly, and a height of 1.85 meters, blocking the next few people.

"My house is clearer and more beautiful! An Yan is in a hurry. This tone was real schadenfreude, and he looked Yan Qinqing up and down.

Ning Anyan looks like Ning He, with handsome and handsome facial features, seeing Ning He is like being able to foresee that Ning Anyan will be as attractive as an uncle in the future.

His mother An Jie pushed Ning He away with a calm face, and when she saw Yan Qinqing, she instantly became enthusiastic, her beautiful facial features, wrinkled at the corners of her eyes when she laughed, rushed over and hugged Yan Qinqing, and gently stroked her hair, "My family Qingqing is too powerful, I have lost a lot of weight, and I have suffered a lot." Don't be afraid, Mom raised you. ”

"Ahem. Ning Anyan clenched his fists and coughed lightly between his lips, staring helplessly at An Jie, who was happier the more she looked at Yan Qinqing, "It's not your daughter-in-law yet...... Don't scream, your wrinkles are showing at the corners of your eyes! ”

Song Qingqing's father, Song Hua, was at most 1.75 meters tall, but was blocked by Ning Heyi, and looked at Mo Heli, both of them were speechless.

He saw that Ning He was finally pushed away by An Jie, and rushed forward with an excited face, and before he could say anything, his daughter was hugged by An Jie and asked for warmth.

Mo Heli stepped forward to take the suitcase for Ning Anyan, and rubbed his shoulder distressedly, "Look at my son's tiredness, come in and eat." ”

"Do you think I'm going to come back with fatter food? Yan Qinqing was led by An Jie and walked inside, followed by three men of all sizes who were busy arranging their luggage.

Mo Holly walked behind, and when she heard this, she glanced at An Jie, who turned her head to look, couldn't help laughing, and replied in unison: "Did you guess?"

Yan Qinqing glanced at them back and forth speechlessly, and looked at Ning He and Song Hua, "Dad, take care of Mom! You don't trust me at all, how conscious I am." ”

Ning He and Song Hua, who had placed their suitcases, laughed at the same time, and replied one after another: "I have to take care of it for you!"

Song Hua has a handsome baby face and looks good-tempered, and Song Qingqing's sweetness comes from the combination of all the advantages of his and at most delicate Mo Holi's facial features.

"I'll help you teach her a lesson in a moment. Song Hua said this with a smile, not convincing at all.

Ning Anyan laughed sullenly, pretending to be very miserable and slowly walked to the table, "Poor me, no one loves me, no one hurts." You only have a daughter in your eyes, not my son. ”

"If you can't marry Qingqing, I really don't have your son. An Jie glared at him with a smile and took Yan Qinqing to sit down together.

Mo Heli sat on the other side of Yan Qinqing, with three men sitting opposite, and Ning Anyan sitting in the middle.

When Ning Anyan heard this, he shrugged innocently, "I want to marry, do people want to marry?"

As soon as he said this, the eyes of the four people all looked at Yan Qinqing, and asked with a face, don't you want to?

Yan Qinqing was stared at by the four parents so directly, and leaned back in horror, "Don't look at me, he doesn't like me." ”

These words made the four parents look different, and they all looked at Ning Anyan.

Yan Qinqing was a little hungry, staring at the rich dishes on the table, taking a deep breath, and not paying attention to Ning Anyan, who was stared at by the four parents at the same time with condemnation, questioning, and doubt.

Ning Anyan stretched out his hand to them helplessly, "Aren't you afraid that your Qingqing will be hungry?"

The four parents finally reacted, and picked up chopsticks to pick up the vegetables for Yan Qinqing, and said in their mouths: "It's distressing to be thin, eat more." ”

"It's beautiful when she's chubby. You look thin, and you don't feel fleshy anymore. ”

Yan Qinqing's bowl was quickly piled up, making her swallow her saliva speechlessly, looking at Ning Anyan's empty bowl, she picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and shaved more than half of his bowl, "You are tall, eat more, eat more." ”

When the four parents saw her move, they all looked at each other, all with smiles on their faces.

Ning Anyan knew that she was full of bowls and troublesome to eat, not to mention that she had just lost weight, and she didn't eat much at night, so she glared at her angrily, lowered her head and ate for her honestly.

A group of people ate very happily, the four parents were all enlightened and interesting people, and they had a lot of experience, chatting with each other, Yan Qinqing and Ning Anyan followed along.

After eating until eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening, the two families said goodbye unsatisfactorily, and said that they had time to continue to eat together.

Both of them are businessmen, if it weren't for Yan Qinqing going out for two months and coming back, maybe when they would be able to get together.

Ning Anyan politely said goodnight to Yan Qinqing's family of three, closed the door, and held the gift brought back by Yan Qinqing in his hand, a little fox made of shells, smiling cunningly, very cute.

Ning He and An Jie also carried gifts, souvenirs and unique fruits brought back from the seaside.

Ning Anyan just turned his head, An Jie stood behind him, staring at the door of Yan Qinqing's house in amazement, looking at him, "Qingqing, why did you say you don't like her?

Ning Anyan was stunned, showed a look of embarrassment, and waved his hand casually, "What can I do." Can you force yourself to like this?"

Ning He stared at him in some surprise, "What do you mean by this, Qingqing doesn't like you? How about high school?"

"She likes other people. Ning Anyan smiled at himself in some frustration and walked towards the door of his house.

This dejected appearance made An Jie hate the iron and beat his back, "I don't know if it's our seed?"

"This is true, how can my son admit defeat? Qingqing is our approved daughter-in-law! We are waiting for you to get married after graduating from college, so that we can hold our grandson." What are you doing here!" Ning He opened the door, pushed him in, and waited for An Jie to walk in, closed the door, and put on a posture of continuing to teach.

Ning Anyan's eyes were a little moist, the look on her face was sad, and she looked up at them, "You haven't seen how much she likes him!

As he spoke, his eyes gradually filled with tears, as if he felt very embarrassed, he raised his head, shook his head fiercely, and wiped away his tears with his hands, "What else can I do? I can only fulfill my wish for her and watch her be happy!"

"You won't go to the robbery? Qingqing is young and ignorant, and you are not sensible? How many things have you done for Qingqing? Learn cooking, karate, and piano! Does she know everything you do? Don't you say who knows? Qingqing is a good girl, but she is too simple, you just watch her being deceived by others?!" An Jie's tone softened, and when she saw her son crying, her heart hurt.

But her love for Song Qingqing is no less than that of Ning Anyan, and she is full of thoughts that these two people's favorite children will live together.

"I'm ......" Ning Anyan choked up a little, nodded, turned his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Try it." ”

Ning He knew Ning Anyan's stubbornness, and he would stick to what he believed, just like knowing Song Qingqing from liking to loving.

He glanced at An Jie and patted Ning Anyan on the shoulder, "Go take a bath and sleep." There's no hurry, you're still young. ”

Ning Anyan nodded with his back to them, and the grievances that Song Qingqing couldn't wait for at night to see his surprise reaction, and some of the tears just now dissipated.