Aunt Zhu immediately gossiped and began to interrogate with a beep: "Ah, young man, are you really the boyfriend of the tassel?" How old are you? What do you do? ”

Qian Tassel has a black line on the door of his head: This own mother hasn't been interrogated yet, what is she asking?

Thinking of what Mu Yunqian said before to keep it secret, Qian Tassel hurriedly cleared up the relationship: "Aunt Zhu, you think too much, this is my former neighbor, who came to see my parents." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Former neighbors?" Aunt Zhu's tone was full of suspicion, but she didn't dare to be as convinced as she was just now, and looked up and down again before she stopped, "You're pretty handsome...... It's a pity ......."

The money tassel is even more depressed: what do you mean by a pity?

It's a pity that it's not a boyfriend?

Or is it a pity that he became his boyfriend?

In fact, Qian Tassel knows that Aunt Zhu has always felt that she has no femininity, and every time she likes to catch Qian's mother and nag, let Qian's mother educate herself to learn to be a little feminine.

But is femininity something that can be learned by learning?

So after Mother Qian nagged a few times and found that it was useless, she stopped nagging.

But it is precisely because of this that Aunt Zhu often says that the money tassel is a "pity".

It means that Qian Tassel is so beautiful, but her face is the character of a female man, but it's a pity.

Qian Tassel was a little afraid of this nagging Aunt Zhu, so she waved goodbye to her and led Mu Yunqian to run into the corridor as if she were running away.

Mu Yunqian always had a faint smile on his face throughout the whole process, followed Qian Tassel, did not refute or admit it, and completely let Qian Tassel decide how to deal with it.

Qian Tassel was afraid that Aunt Zhu would catch up and be verbose, so as soon as she arrived at the door, she immediately opened the door, which made her seem a little hurried.

Mother Qian was cooking in the kitchen, and when she heard the movement at the door, no one came out, so she said in a loud voice: "Chu Lin is here?" Sit by yourself! Pour your own tea and drink. ”

Mu Yunqian looked at Qian Tassel with a puzzled gaze, and asked with his eyes: "Chu Lin? Zhang Chulin? Does he come often? What does this mean? ”

The back of the money tassel is instantly sweaty!

This fast-talking mom, don't say you missed your mouth for a while! You must know that she is very aware of the fact that Zhang Chulin lives with her. Qian Tassel was so anxious that he hurriedly shouted: "Mom, it's not Zhang Chulin, it's Mu Yunqian." ”

"What?" The range hood in the kitchen was a little loud, and Mother Qian didn't hear it clearly, so she asked again.

"Who's coming?" As he spoke, there was a sudden rush of newspapers in the room, and then the sound of hurried footsteps ran all the way out of the room.

At a glance, Father Qian saw the young man who was putting down various health products at the door.

The well-fitting white shirt and black trousers, the facial features are handsome like sculptures, and the height is still tall and straight as before, but the temperament is more calm than back then, and the gestures are more extravagant and compelling, isn't it Mu Yunqian? !

Father Qian was very surprised for a while, and looked at Mu Yunqian in surprise and exclaimed: "I thought it was Zhang Chulin, so I told your mother that he was here for dinner, but who knew that it was Yunqian who came...... Yun Qian...... I haven't seen you for five years, and you look more mature......"

"Hello Uncle Qian." Mu Yunqian smiled all over his face and greeted him very politely, his voice was low and mellow, as pleasant as a cello.

"What?" The sound of the range hood in the kitchen suddenly disappeared, and Mother Qian heard that something was wrong, so she hurriedly turned off the range hood and rushed out, with an apron tied around her waist and a spatula in her hand.

"Mu Yunqian?!" When Mother Qian saw Mu Yunqian, her eyes widened, and she had a ghostly expression, "Ouch, it's really you!" ”