Don't pester my son 2
Bidding farewell to Yan Xixi, she was still very enthusiastic before closing the door: "Miss Yan, let's go, I hope you still like tonight's meal." ”
Yan Xian bowed deeply and said nothing.
When I went out, I felt that this winter day was surprisingly cold, and the temperature had reached a terrible minus a few degrees. It was also the lowest temperature in City C in nearly 20 years. As soon as she arrived at the corner of the community, Huang Xiaojue hugged her, her breathing was very hot, and complained in her ear: "Fine, we haven't had time to be alone today, and now we want to send you back, it's so unwilling......"
She hugged his waist tightly, and her heart was like a knife. Huang Xiaojue didn't notice it, just lowered her head to look for her lips, and she accepted it without any hesitation......
It was a dizzying feeling, but there was a burst of panic and despair in my heart: Huang Xiaojue is not mine! He will never belong to me!
The short-term sense of security comes and goes so quickly, and all the beautiful imagination about the future becomes a thing of the past in a blink of an eye.
I don't know how long it took for Huang Xiaojue to let go of her, and laughed: "Fine, when you were washing the dishes, my mother didn't say anything bad to you, right?" ”
She shook her head hurriedly.
"My mother is like that, with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, a typical small citizen, just an extra house in the family, as if she was afraid of being taken advantage of. In the past, she was not like that, but after the new marriage law came out, she was all soldiers, and she talked every day not to look for money worshippers or anything. Actually, isn't it just a house? What a point! Carefully, don't mind, I will earn money to buy the new house we got married, and I promise to write your name, and all the wealth I earn will be shared with you......"
She was shocked in her heart, hugged Huang Xiaojue's waist tightly, her face was unconsciously attached to his arms, for a long time, she was so tired, like a floating duckweed eager to find a little support. Even if it is short-lived, it may be a moment to enjoy.
Huang Xiaojue had never seen her so unexpected tenderness, so he was so surprised that he picked her up, and spun his heels off the ground a few times before putting them down: "Fine, I will take good care of you in the future, and when your mother's condition is stable, we will get married." ”
A gust of wind blew, Yan shrunk his neck slightly, and finally sobered up a little. She smiled dismally, married, what a distant word.
"Thin ......"
She slowly let go of the hands that hugged Huang Xiaojue, and said in a low voice: "Xiaojue, I will definitely pay you back the 50,000...... Give me some time, two years, and I'll give you back in two years......"
Huang Xiaojue was stunned, and asked for a long time: "Did my mother say something unpleasant to you?" ”
She smiled miserably: "Xiao Jue, it's nothing, your mother didn't say anything, but marriage should really pay attention to the right family, and my current situation will only drag you down......"
"Nonsense!" Huang Xiaojue interrupted her, "Fine, it must be my mother who said something." My mother is like that, don't worry about her, I like you and I'm not my mother, why do you care what she says? ”
At this time, Huang Xiaojue's mobile phone rang, and Huang Mu urged him unusually loudly and impatiently, "Xiaojue, why haven't you come back yet?" Your dad is waiting impatiently......"
She glanced at the sky leisurely, what Huang Mu said was actually the truth, and the poor couple mourned everything.