Chapter Twenty-Seven: Willing to Get Used to It
"Why are you stunned here, don't you bring it in? Standing in the doorway is still in my way. Yu Wenjing rolled her eyes at Luo Yixia skillfully.
Luo Yixia sighed, not angry, used to it......
My mother is old, and when she reaches menopause, she doesn't care about her.
"Chengyi, why did you come back with Xia Xia today? Whatever you want to eat at noon, Mom will make it for you. ”
Luo Yixia, who had just walked a few steps, heard these words, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out......
"Mom, I'll take Xia Xia back to get something." Song Chengyi is still gentle, and he still has a smile on his face from time to time.
When Luo Yixia came out, he saw Song Chengyi sitting on the sofa in the living room, and his mother sitting next to him, with fruits and juices in front of him.
Luo Yixia sat down directly, and then unceremoniously picked up the juice in front of Song Chengyi and drank it.
"Dead girl, I don't know where to serve it if I want to drink it?" Yu Wenjing scolded.
Luo Yixia is used to this.
"It's okay, he's not thirsty." Luo Yixia continued to drink, well, it tasted good, his favorite orange flavor.
Song Chengyi also immediately seconded: "It's okay, I'm not thirsty, give Xia Xia a drink." ”
"Chengyi, don't get used to him, the more you get used to her, the more you get an inch."
"It's okay, I'm willing to get used to her." Song Chengyi looked at Luo Yixia and said very affectionately.
Luo Yixia suddenly met Song Chengyi's eyes, and choked on a mouthful of juice in his throat: "Ahem...... Ahem......"
Song Chengyi sat down beside her very nervously and patted her on the back: "How can it be?" You okay? ”
Luo Yixia's face turned red...... Shaking his head......
Song Chengyi chuckled: "Drink slowly...... No one is robbing you. ”
Ms. Yu Wenjing sat on the side, looking at her daughter and son-in-law in front of her, she was relieved, it seemed that they still got along well.
I was still a little worried that Xia Xia and Song Chengyi didn't get along well, after all, why did they want to get married, although Song Chengyi insisted that he liked Xia Xia.
But in fact, everyone also knows that when it was discovered in that situation, Song Chengyi was also responsible.
Luo Yixia glared at the man next to him, what? Is he not clear what he wants to be choked on? Knowingly asked.
Why are you pretending to be so affectionate in front of your mother?
What does it mean to be willing to get used to me...... When did you get used to me......
Terror...... This man is terrifying...... The scheming is too deep......
When the cough was gone, Yu Wenjing ordered again: "Xia Xia, you go and call Zhou Yun together, everyone will eat together today, it will be lively." ”
Song Chengyi stood up: "I'll go with you." ”
"No need, you sit here, you take one more step, a certain lady will be distressed." Luo Yixia said secretly.
Then I heard a lady snort.
Luo Yixia also ran to the next door.
"Mom, did Dad go to work today?" Luo Yixia saw Zhou Yun sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater.
"Mm-hmm, your dad is very busy at the company every day." Zhou Yun said with a smile.
"Like my dad, every day is very busy and hard." Luo Yixia nodded.
However, his eyes were immediately attracted by the things in Zhou Yun's hand: "Mom, are you knitting a sweater?" Well? This is a sock? How is it so small? ”
"Of course the baby's socks are very small."
"Baby? Which relative's baby is it for? Luo Yixia pinched her little socks, so cute.