Chapter 6 Words are not shocking, and death is endless

"It's fine!"

There are some things, it's better not to say it!

"I just think that you didn't choose your cosmetics well, and I'll help you choose a set when I go back."

Qiao Qiao touched Song Wei's face.

"Now there is a kind of nude makeup, which is very natural and obedient after makeup, not as stuck as you are now, I'll teach you later."

"I really don't understand any of this now."

"It's okay, isn't there still me."

Although the two sisters hid their own thoughts, they chatted without any gaps.

chatted about something else, but Song Wei still turned the topic back to Qiao Qiao's flash husband.

The more Qiao Qiao avoided this topic, the more Song Wei felt that there was a problem, "Qiao'er, Chen Yajun said that your husband's name is Shang Lu?" ”

"That's right." Qiao Qiao took a sip of coffee.

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Song Wei stirred the cup thoughtfully, "This name sounds quite special, not like an ordinary person." ”

Shang Lu has a special temperament.

But Qiao Qiao just can't say it.

"Before he went bankrupt, he probably had a little glory. But after bankruptcy, he is an ordinary person. ”

"Chen Yajun said, he looks ugly?"

"That's what Chen Yajun told you?"

"Hmm."

"Huh!" Qiao Qiao sneered, "Chen Yajun is jealous, he has never seen someone more handsome than him, and suddenly someone who pressed him down, he must be very unhappy in his heart." ”

Song Wei was thoughtful again.

No wonder when she asked about Chen Yajun's business and land, Chen Yajun's face was so ugly.

"Chen Yajun is at the school grass level in school, how handsome is the person who pressed Chen Yajun down?"

"You'll know the next time I see you."

"So when are you arranged? I'm afraid that you will marry someone casually, and I am afraid that you will not marry happily. ”

"How can you arrest someone casually, Shang Lu is the son of Uncle Shang, and Uncle Shang and I are friends in distress who have known each other seven years ago."

"You still call Uncle Shang?"

"You know, it's hard for me to say the word Dad, I've barely called it when I've grown so big."

"Then you'll have to change your tune."

Qiao Qiao thought that Shang Zhongbo might be farming in the countryside.

And she and Shang Lu live in the city, so they shouldn't see each other every day for the time being.

She thought about decorating the house after handing over the house and then taking Shang Zhongbo over to live with her, but that would be almost a year later.

Let's talk about changing my words when the time comes.

But that night, Shang Zhongbo came to her rental house.

Shang Zhongbo was carrying a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand, both of them were alive, and he also carried a basket of vegetables on his back.

If it weren't for the fact that Qiao Qiao couldn't know his identity for the time being, Shang Zhongbo couldn't wait to bring all the most expensive nutritional supplements in the family, and even wanted to call a nutritionist to come over to regulate Qiao Qiao's body.

Look how skinny she's becoming!

is so thin, when the time comes, he will definitely suffer a sin.

"Shang Lu hasn't come back yet?" Shang Zhengbo carried chickens and ducks into the door.

Qiao Qiao hurriedly helped him pick up a basket of fresh vegetables on his back.

At this time, a duck in Shang Zhongbo's hand clicked and pulled a lump of duck feces to the ground.

Qiao Qiao's clean floor tiles were suddenly dirty.

For Shang Zhongbo, who retired from ignoring the affairs of the group and was interested in raising chickens and ducks every day, duck feces was no surprise to him.

He squatted down to wipe it clean with a tissue.

"It's okay, it's okay." Qiao Qiao also squatted down, "Uncle Shang, I'll clean up, you can sit down quickly, you're quite tired when you are in a hurry." ”

When the girl in the city saw the duck's, she must have been hiding far away, and she was disgusted to death.

Where would he be like Qiao Qiao who didn't bother him and cared about him.

This is what Shang Zhongbo likes about Qiao Qiao, "Still called uncle?" ”

Qiao Qiao raised her head, "...... Father! ”

"Hey!" Shang Zhongbo was overjoyed.

Seven years ago, when he experienced life and death with Qiao Qiao, he was thinking about how good it would be if such a brave and kind girl could become his daughter-in-law.

Seven years.

It's finally a dream come true.

It's not easy.

After cleaning up, Qiao Qiao went to cook and cook.

Shang Zhongbo didn't let her do it.

Although her kitchen is pitifully small, Shang Zhongbo is very happy, and even thinks that in the future, Qiao Qiao will give him a grandson, and he will personally cook confinement meals for her.

In this way, he has to learn more from the dietitian how to be scientific and healthy, and prepare confinement meals for mothers.

Qiao Qiao was also embarrassed to let her father-in-law cook alone and help pick vegetables on the side.

"Uncle ......"

"Uncle again?"

"Dad...... You've got a lot of chickens and ducks, wouldn't it be hard? ”

"They are all raised for their own food, and they also raise cattle, sheep and geese or something, and when the time comes, I will kill them, and I will bring them to you."

The cow he raised was imported from abroad and was called the Sultan Cow.

One cow is close to 20 million.

The Sudanese cow likes to drink wine, and the meat quality is particularly good after drinking.

In order to take care of it, he would give it a bottle of whiskey every day.

has been reluctant to kill, now that Qiao Qiao is married, he has to kill the cow, and then give the best parts of the cow to Qiao Qiao to taste.

At ten o'clock after the meal, Shang Lu had not yet returned.

Qiao Qiao sent a WeChat message to Shang Lu: What time are you coming back today, Dad is here.

Shang Lu: Your dad or my dad?

Qiao Qiao: Dad Shang.

Shang Lu frowned, this little old man is still there with Qiao Qiao?

What does the old man want to do?

Rushing back to Qiao Qiao's rental house, Shang Lu saw Qiao Qiao tidying up the sofa.

"Dad, are you not used to sleeping on the sofa, or Shang Lu and I are laying on the floor outside, you can sleep on the bed."

"You sleep in the bed, I sleep on the sofa, just right. What kind of floor is also played. Shang Zhongbo glanced meaningfully at Shang Lu, who had just entered the house.

Seeing Shang Lu coming back, Qiao Qiao also went to take a bath.

Shang Lu had a dark face, "You deliberately stayed here for the night, did you want to drive me to sleep in the same room with Qiao Qiao?" ”

"You can also sleep without buckwheat and make a bunk inside." Shang Zhongbo said, "This does not affect our previous agreement in the slightest. ”

said before that he would only get married, and before he fell in love with Qiao Qiao, Shang Zhongbo could not ask him to have a husband and wife with Qiao Qiao, nor could he give birth to a grandson.

Shang Lu couldn't find a rebuttal, "......"

After Qiao Qiao took a bath, she pulled Shang Lu to the room and let him look at the floor she had laid out, "Where do you sleep, see if it's suitable." ”

"You let me sleep on the ground?" Shang Lu's tone was not very good.

Qiao Qiao reminded him, "Mr. Shang, when you got married, you said that you can't sleep with a woman who has no feelings. Do you want to sleep in bed with me? ”

Shang Lu immediately said, "Impossible. ”

"And you need me to give you the bed?" Qiao Gang asked rhetorically, "Let me sleep on the floor again?" ”

Realizing that letting a woman sleep on the floor doesn't seem to have the gentlemanly demeanor of a man, Shang Lu compromised, "I'll sleep on the floor." ”

Without saying anything more, he turned and walked out.

Shang Zhongbo had already laid down.

"You're leaving?" Shang Zhongbo asked him.

He darkened his face, "Don't think that if this arrangement is made, there will be any progress in my relationship with Qiao Qiao." ”

Shang Yubo smiled, "Of course I know your sanity. But don't forget, you are a normal man with physical needs. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to get up in the middle of the night and take several cold showers. ”

This son of his, he is too clean and self-conscious.

I haven't touched a woman at the age of 32, and I'm going to go against the sky.

Physiological needs, of course, Shanglu has.

He was at the age of hot-blooded Fanggang, and his normal needs had never been released and soothed.

The more backlogged, the stronger.

When she returned to the room, Qiao Qiao had already laid down and slept.

In the past two days, Qiao Qiao has always been very conservative in front of Shang Lu, she deliberately wore pajamas with long sleeves and long pants, and even the buttons on the neckline were tightly buttoned.

But the S-size pajamas are worn on her, and she can wear the feeling of being XL-sized.

The clothes on her body naturally looked a little loose.

She turned over, and the hem of her clothes loosened, revealing a slender waist.

The waist is white and delicate, which is really eye-catching.

Qiao Qiao is the kind of eye-catching beauty who looks very good-looking, and the more she looks at it, the more temperamental she becomes, and she has a good temperament, which makes people can't hate it.

Shang Lu actually took a second look.

He is a normal man.

As Shang Zhongbo said, he also has his normal physiological needs.

In the 32 years that he has never been released and soothed, he has also thought about finding women, but he never looks at other women more.

But at this moment, he couldn't take his eyes off, and even fantasized that if he could hug Qiao Qiao from behind......

Of course, Shang Lu clearly knew that his thoughts were just a man's instinctive reaction, not a liking.

Any sex that cannot be built on love is something that Shang Lu resists and resists.

No matter how strong the instinctive physiological need is.

Eventually, Shang Lu came to his senses, turned around, and went to take a shower.

"You just took a cold shower?" When Shang Zhongbo saw him come out, he asked with a deliberate smile.

Shang Lu did not change color, "What's the problem?" ”

"Nothing." Shang Zhongbo smiled triumphantly, "Anyway, whoever is uncomfortable, who knows." ”