Who, who came to see Wei Zeyang?

After Lu Xiaoya muttered in her mouth, she fell asleep completely.

Wei Zeyang hugged her from behind, his lips and nose fell on her hair, and the smell of her belonged everywhere.

Lu Xiaoya had a nightmare that night, she couldn't remember what it was, when she bounced up from the bed, there was a cold sweat in her palms and back, and she saw Wei Zeyang, who was disturbed by herself, and the little remaining panic gradually eased.

"What's wrong?" His voice was too hoarse when he woke up.

Lu Xiaoya smiled, leaned down~ leaned over, covered his forehead with a kiss, and left gently, but the person was buried in his chest: "Woke you up?" ”

"No, I couldn't sleep at all."

Morning is often the most impulsive time, when two people are together, they want to stick to each other.

Lu Xiaoya's neck was a little itchy by him, and he asked casually, "Who did you say was coming last night?" ”

"My mother."

"Huh?"

Lu Xiaoya was awake, leaned back from the bed, and looked at him in surprise: "You mean, we need to meet?" ”

"Nervous?" Wei Zeyang's palm pressed the back of her hand, found it a little cold, and said slowly: "My mother is very gentle, she will like you." ”

"Do you believe this yourself?" Lu Xiaoya looked at him, her eyes a little dark.

His father had come to Kyoto to warn her, which fully demonstrated the family's attitude, and his mother would not be an exception. And since ancient times, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have been natural enemies.

Lu Xiaoya stopped the diffusion of thinking, what mother-in-law and daughter-in-law? You're not married at all now, and you're called Auntie when you meet...... Thinking too much about the horn.

"Trust me, she will respect me as long as it is my choice. And, she wants to meet you too. Wei Zeyang didn't worry at all, he was a person who was not good at lying, and the tone of his eyes didn't mean anything to make her compromise.

Lu Xiaoya: "Then if the two of us pinch it, who will you help?" For example, if she writes me a check and asks me to leave you, or she cries, makes trouble, hangs herself, and has to make you choose one of the two, what do you do? ”

Wei Zeyang smiled: "Where did you read this story, my mother is not this kind of person, it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen." ”

"Do I have to give you a choice?"

"No matter what happens, even if the whole world is against it, I will never choose to give up on you." Wei Zeyang looked at her, the words were sonorous and powerful, solemn and serious.

"I remember your words." As if taking a reassuring pill, Lu Xiaoya's heart suddenly became less nervous, and bursts of sweetness swelled up. Nervous because they cared about him and rightfully wanted to be approved by his parents.

"You just have to stand there, don't do anything, leave everything to me. If you feel rushed, you can not see her, and you don't need to have any worries, understand? ”

"I didn't say no." Lu Xiaoya turned her head and frowned, babbling: "Then should I prepare?" What day did she come? What does she like to eat and how does she dress? ”

She was still worried one second ago, and quickly entered the state and role the next second, Wei Zeyang's eyes were soft, and her lips were open: "You ask me so many questions at once, which one should I answer first?" ”

"If you don't say it, I'll leave today." Bashan loves

"She'll be there tomorrow afternoon."

There are flights from Kyoto to Haicheng, and with an identity like Wei Mu, she will definitely not choose a long-distance train by plane.

Lu Xiaoya plans to go back the day after tomorrow, whether it is good or bad, have a meal with Wei's mother tomorrow, and it would be better to get along for too long and leave early.

Fortunately, Wei Zeyang, a straight man, still knows some of his mother's habits and likes and dislikes, and the former ladies in their forties and fifties always like to wear all kinds of old-fashioned cheongsam, and add a shawl or small coat when the weather is cold. Lu Xiaoya decided to buy a shawl and brooch for Wei's mother as a gift, and went to the department store with Brother Li in the afternoon. Some imported goods require foreign exchange coupons, and Haicheng stores are no exception.

Does this count as wool coming from sheep?

Lu Xiaoya thought about it, although she took advantage of Wei Zeyang everywhere, at least the money for the gift should be paid by herself, otherwise it would be too insincere. Originally, she also earned more than 2,000 yuan in her hands, so she returned 1,000 yuan to the other party.

Wei Zeyang did not push back and forth pretentiously, and in the matter of money, the two reached an unprecedented tacit understanding.

Lu Xiaoya decided to review herself, but if she needs to borrow money in the future, she can just trouble her boyfriend, and the creditors are too scattered, so it is better to concentrate a little.

Lu Xiaoya and Brother Li walked for less than ten minutes, and soon arrived at the 'battlefield', Wei Zeyang's rented factory building is not far from the main block, they are expected to move to a newly completed building nearby next year to work, Wei Zeyang paid money to buy land to build a building, and invested a lot of money, fortunately, the profits of tinkering with electronic computers are faster than the general entrepreneurial profits, in general, Wei Zeyang's career is thriving.

Knowing that he is engaged in real estate to make money, Lu Xiaoya himself is powerless, but he can't ask his object to be distracted by a side business, like Wei Zeyang, a person with a little ambition in his bones and a little high-minded, is disdainful of being engaged in a speculative industry, and he has to think about the people while making money.

Brother Li's words brought her back to her senses, and he said: "Little bud girl, in fact, you don't need to lower your body too much, just do what you want." Although his family is rich and powerful, we will definitely soar in the future, getting better and better, we are not bad, the people are beautiful, the market is good, the future is promising, and the suitors are all top, aren't they? ”

Lu Xiaoya, "I'm embarrassed to be praised by you." ”

But it's really useful, Lu Xiaoya feels like she wants to go to heaven haha.

I didn't pick a good gift for Wei's mother, she first bought a lot of imported products for Zhu Mei and Yanzi, jeans, chocolates, school bags, silk scarves...... and so on, and finally I saw the cheongsam in the women's clothing area on the second floor, which seemed to be a famous old brand in Kyoto. Brother Li became addicted to cigarettes and went outside to smoke, she chose inside for a long time, and finally finalized a dark green shawl. It comes with a rose-shaped golden rhinestone, the price is 300 yuan, it is indeed not cheap, but the style is generous, the fabric texture is excellent, the tassel hangs, it looks noble and elegant, and it is very satisfying.

I was taking off the hanger of the shawl to go to the salesman to pay for it, but a young girl pinched the other end of the shawl at the same time.

Lu Xiaoya was annoyed for no reason, suppressed her anger, and said expressionlessly: "Miss, this is what I like first." ”

"This sister, I also like this, can you please let it go to me?"

Oh my God, it's the first time Lu Xiaoya has heard this kind of pretentious voice, goosebumps almost didn't get up, do you have some kind of princess disease! Subconsciously looked at the past, the other party was twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a pink skirt, curly ponytail, a round face, and a sweet and dignified appearance.

How old do you be, don't you have a little pressure in your heart, and when you see a woman, you call your sister, not politely but pretending. Lu Xiaoya's appearance is not old at all, her skin is white and glowing, and she is dressed quite girlishly. But Lu Xiaoya's unhappiness is not a title, although the things in this store are all single-piece, and other styles with similar colors are not nothing, why does the other party want to have it in his own hands.

It's not that if you have a good attitude, others should give it to you.

Lu Xiaoya said lightly, but firmly: "I'm sorry, no, I also like this." ”

She took a handful, and the other party grabbed a vacancy, but he didn't relentlessly entangle her: "Sister, the situation is like this." My godmother just got off the plane, and she didn't expect Haicheng to be so cold, so she wanted to buy a shawl, which I think suits her well, and a brooch...... You just do a good deed, let me go, you see, she's just standing there waiting for me, it's really been outside. ”

Lu Xiaoya glanced at it, and in the rest area more than a dozen steps away, there was a middle-aged woman wearing a short-sleeved cheongsam, looking towards this side from time to time, and at first glance, she was either rich or expensive.

Lu Xiaoya said mercilessly: "What does it have to do with me?" I picked it up in the store for almost an hour, and I also need to send it to a very important person. This eldest sister, since your godmother is afraid of the cold, you are so filial, hurry up and choose other shawls, why waste time on me? ”

"You...... Why are you so fierce and so unsympathetic? That's not what I meant......" As he spoke, the other party's expression turned aggrieved.

Lu Xiaoya was dumbfounded: My God, dare to love this is still a high-grade green tea?