In the new house, the big red wedding quilt is printed with a festive pattern of dragon and phoenix, and a large wedding photo is hung on the wall at the head of the bed, and the family of four is happy.

Bai He was surprised: "This wedding photo ......"

Qin Xiaojin said lightly: "I picked it and sent it to my aunt." ”

"Aren't wedding photos only for the bride and groom?" Bai He felt novel.

"When the bride and groom of other people's families take wedding photos, don't they have the conditions? Besides, I think they are much cuter than you, but I can't find a separate photo of the three of us surnamed Qin, so I can only reluctantly put a group photo with you......"

Qin Xiaojinyun's light tone looked at the wedding photos quite satisfied.

Bai He knew that Qin Xiaojin was angry with her when she said this, and she would not let him get her wish, so she raised her head and looked at the wedding photos with him, and said with a touch of disgust: "I think it's better to add me, the picture is more loving, after all, although the three of you are all surnamed Qin, they don't actually have anything to do with it, where can you be harmonious?" ”

Qin Xiaojin turned his head and frowned at Bai He.

Bai He raised his eyebrows at him and blinked proudly...... was squeezing his eyebrows, but the smile on his face froze, and he only felt an itch in his waist......

He actually scratched her waist!

She remembered stressing to him that she was afraid of itching!

At this moment, Bai He's smile was more ugly than crying, and it was Qin Xiaojin's turn to raise her eyebrows proudly.

It turns out that artists are also so naïve, and in my impression, artists are all high up, do not eat fireworks in the world, just like Qin Shanhai is not smiling. This naïve guy, no wonder Qin Shanhai dislikes him.

"I'm afraid of you, I still know each other tonight, don't fight for bed with you, and consciously sleep on the floor."

She was pretty sure that if she fought him for bed, the childish guy would keep scratching her waist.

Bai He angrily went to pull the door of the closet, and successfully took out two quilts and spread them on the floor between the big bed and the wardrobe, and before the pillow in his hand could be thrown on the floor, the door of the new room was pushed open, and Professor Sang's head stuck in, and behind Professor Sang were Qin Lake and Qin Shanhai.

Three people, six eyes scanned the room like six high-altitude spotlights, and finally landed on Bai He.

Bai He was stepping on the ground bunk, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Professor Sang said dissatisfiedly: "Bai He, you actually let Ozu sleep on the floor?" "She thought she was a reasonable girl before.

Bai He: "......" Dou E is wronged!

Qin Xiaojin hurriedly walked over and took the pillow from Bai He's hand, with an expressionless face, but a pitiful tone: "Grandma, don't worry about me and Bai He, I just made her angry, I will coax her well." ”

This guy actually fell into the ground.

Bai He was depressed, and could only scold in his heart: Qin Xiaojin, you are an Oscar winner!

"Mom, let's not interfere in the affairs between their little husband and wife, quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, this is the love between their little husband and wife." Qin Hu persuaded Professor Sang empathetically.

Qin Shanhai sneered coldly: "Eldest sister, you don't want to act with them anymore, what is their relationship, we don't know, isn't it just for the inheritance of Jacarinwood?" If you don't sleep on the floor, do you still let him sleep in the bed? ”

Qin Shanhai's words suddenly stimulated Qin Xiaojin's rebellious psychology.

He threw the pillow on the floor and said, "Who said that Bai He wants me to sleep on the floor?" We were just joking. ”

"Since you don't sleep, why do you lay on the floor?" Professor Sang was confused.

"That's because...... Because it is comfortable to step on the quilt on the ground," Qin Xiaojin hurriedly stepped on the pillow, "Throw a pillow again, and it will be softer to step on." ”

"Childish!" Looking at his son who was stepping on the pillow, Qin Shanhai was so angry that he brushed his sleeves away.

Qin Hu felt that the eldest nephew she raised by herself was so cute, and she smiled and pulled Professor Sang away: "Mom, on the wedding night, let's not be a light bulb here." ”

Professor Sang laughed at this time, and before following Qin Hu to leave, he also closed the door with his hand.

There were two more people left in the new house.

After staring wide-eyed, Bai He reopened the wardrobe and took out a new pillow.

Qin Xiaojin asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"The pillow that your feet have stepped on makes me sleep, isn't it?" Bai He has some small grievances, he can't be so excessive!

"You go to bed." Qin Xiaojin said, and began to take off his suit and tie.

Bai He shook his head: "No, let you sleep on the floor, if they come to push the door again in the middle of the night, I can't afford to take responsibility, you are the most precious eldest grandson of the Qin family, I sleep on the floor, they won't be distressed, right?" I don't have the surname Qin ......"

"I mean," Qin Xiaojin looked back at Bai He, as if he was very disgusted by Bai He's understanding, "I mean the two of us sleep in the same bed!" ”

……………………………………

In the driver's seat, Chang Su frowned.

He asked Xiang Qing in the passenger seat: "Sister Xiang Qing, where is your home?" ”

Xiang Qing took a nap and was woken up by Chang Su's words, she opened her drunken eyes, glanced at Chang Su, and said with coquettishness: "Where does my family live, how can you not know?" You're my little Susu! ”

The three words "Xiao Susu" made Chang Su blush: "Sister Xiangqing, we just came back from abroad, and you haven't invited me to your house yet." ”

After leaving the Qin family's villa, he drove Xiang Qing's car and slipped countless roads, however, Yuncheng was so big, he didn't know Xiang Qing's home, so he could only turn around like a headless fly.

"What?" Xiang Qing glared at his drunken eyes, "I haven't invited my little Su Su to be a guest at home, how can I be so excessive?" You're my little Susu! I'll take you to my house right now! ”

Xiang Qing said and reached out to reconfigure the route on the navigation.

"It's okay, I'll take you to my house now, little Su Su Chong Duck!" Xiang Qing made a "rush" gesture against the windshield, and Chang Su couldn't help laughing.

Sister Xiang Qing, who is drunk, is a little cute!

An hour later, the car stopped at the door of the hotel, and Chang Su couldn't laugh or cry: So, the route set by Sister Xiang Qing is to go back to the hotel where he and Mr. Xiao lived?

After parking the car, the two got out of the car, Chang Su wanted to help Xiang Qing, but Xiang Qing grabbed his shoulder and said, "Little Susu, go with my sister, there is meat to eat!" ”

He prefers to eat vegetarian dishes, he has heard Xiang Qing say this sentence too many times tonight, and now when he hears the word "meat", he wants to find a leaf to relieve his greasy situation immediately.

The greeting waiter walked up warmly, opened the door for the two, and said, "Sir, Miss, good evening!" ”

Xiang Qing immediately said to him: "It's not Mr. or Miss, I'm Xiang Qing, and he is my little Susu." As he spoke, he cupped Chang Su's face and kissed him heavily on the cheek.

Chang Su only felt that his cheeks suddenly burned.

The welcome waiter was stunned, this kiss was too heavy, in addition to the lipstick print, he also kissed the boy's face.

"Hey, he seems to be blushing," Xiang Qing also found out, and asked the waiter to confirm, "Do you think he's blushing?" ”

"Yes, Miss Xiang, I was kissed by you." Said the greeter.

Xiang Qing was suddenly interested, she hugged Chang Su's cheek and kissed it heavily, and said to the welcome waiter: "Look again, is it even redder." ”

"It's even more popular, Miss Xiang." The greeting attendant was also interested.

Xiang Qing got the encouragement of the greeting attendant, held Chang Su's cheek again, and kissed him fiercely.

Chang Su's face was already red to the base of his neck.

In the eyes of the welcome waiter who was not afraid of big things, he picked up Xiang Qing and ran.

If he kissed again, he would even have red toes.