The most curious thing is that Song Laoer's eyelashes are longer than his own, and they grow on the face of a young man, which is a pity.

Song Lao Er snored evenly, Jiang Xiaochi was idle and bored, and he also started fighting, and one hand gently fiddled on Song Lao Er's eyelashes.

Blowing his eyelashes for a while, he saw that Song Laoer's lips were also rosy, and because of the wine, he was as red as if he had put on lipstick.

Jiang Xiaochi was curious for a while, and unconsciously stroked his fingertips on Song Laoer's lips, remembering Song Laoer's passionate kiss last night, his heart was restless and undulating.

The soft touch made Jiang Xiaochi's fingertips numb for a while, and Jiang Xiaochi was wandering, only to feel a burst of wetness and hold his fingertips.

It turned out that Song Lao Er had already woken up, and he endured the discomfort on his eyelashes all the time, only Jiang Xiaochi's fingertips played with his lips for a while, and he finally couldn't stand the provocation.

The tiny fingertips are as sweet as a lump of candy on the face.

The rosy on Jiang Xiaochi's face had not faded, and he was made red by Song Lao Er again. The fingertips are like an electric shock, and they are soft all over the body.

Song Lao Er held on, his eyes looked at Jiang Xiaochi, and his dexterous tongue kept playing with Jiang Xiaochi's fingertips.

Jiang Xiaochi wanted to shout but was afraid that he would be heard by Mrs. Zhang and Jiang Lanying outside, so he had to lower his voice: "You let go of me!" ”

Song Lao Er smiled playfully, and the tip of his tongue slipped provocatively on his fingertips, and then he was willing to let go of the stunner between his lips.

Jiang Xiaochi's face was red all the way to his neck, and he raised his hand just to fight, but as soon as Song Lao Er turned over, he pressed her under him.

Jiang Xiaochi's body was a little stiff: "You drank too much, you wanted to rebel on the first day of marriage?" ”

Song Lao Er clinged to Jiang Xiaochi and did not move: "I said, in the future, you will be in charge, you will be in charge." Listen to you in the future after big and small things in the family. ”

Jiang Xiaochi pretended to be angry: "Since they all listen to me, then you don't come down quickly, I can't fall you on the first day of marriage, right?" ”

Song Lao Er smiled evilly, with a peach blossom face: "I listen to you for all the big and small things in the family, but you have to listen to me for this little thing in the house." ”

Song Lao Er was about to unbutton Jiang Xiaochi's clothes as he spoke: "My aunt just said that I asked you to listen to me at night, why are you disobedient now?" ”

This kid has been pretending to be asleep for so long, so doesn't he know about what he has been staring at him?

Jiang Xiaochi thought of this as soon as he thought of it, when did he become so low in IQ? It seems that men are also woe.

Jiang Xiaochi blushed nervously, for fear that Mrs. Zhang and Jiang Lanying would push the door in: "You get up for me, my grandmother and aunt will also cook food for us, what do you want to do on me now." ”

Song Lao Er was splashed with a basin of cold water, and got up from Jiang Xiaochi in embarrassment: "I'm not hungry, you let my grandmother and aunt stop being busy." ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "I've been saying it for a long time, thinking that you haven't eaten much during the day, and it's okay to pad your stomach." ”

Song Lao Er was a little impatient, he was newly married, and the Spring Festival was worth a thousand gold, why was he so inconsiderate.

Song Lao Er was lying on the kang and looked at Jiang Xiaochi a little unbearable, and he was about to go to the ground with his shoes on: "I'll take a look, my grandmother and my aunt are tired for a day, and they are still making trouble." ”

Song Lao Er Jiang Xiaochi was quite satisfied with this, and stopped: "Even I won't let me interfere, I don't think you should go out." ”

Song Lao Er looked obscene: "Then let's not do that, you let me hug you first." ”

Jiang Xiaochi subconsciously stepped back: "You can't just think about this every day. ”

Song Lao Er swished: "I want to work during the day, and I will miss you when I go home at night." ”

Jiang Xiaochi felt that this topic was a bit fierce and could not be continued.

Jiang Xiaochi's embarrassed face turned red and white, and Song Lao Er looked concerned: "What does it feel uncomfortable, is it frozen?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi shook his head and glanced at Song Laoer's shoes on his feet: "You take off your shoes when you go to the kang, the covers are all new, and you have to tear them down to bury them in the cold." ”

Song Lao Er nodded happily: "I will also wash the demolition, and I will do all the work at home in the future." ”

Song Lao Er thought to himself, how comfortable the white and tender little hands are to the touch, but they can't grind out the cocoon. Song Lao Er thought about his thoughts: "Then you also take off your shoes, the kang is warm, and I will cover your feet." ”

Jiang Xiaochi sat up from the kang in fright, thinking that this would make me take off my shoes, and I might not know what to take off for a while, and how embarrassing it would be for Mrs. Zhang to ask herself to eat for a while.

Jiang Xiaochi: "What, I'll put the things together first, and after a while, I have to call the two of us to eat." ”

After Jiang Xiaochi finished speaking, he was afraid that Song Lao Er would be unhappy, so he laughed twice.

This smile, Song Lao Er's whole person is a little blind: it's better to get married, when did the girl smile with herself like this before.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Jiang Xiaochi tossed around on the ground, and all the things that had been gathered together came out, as if Song Lao Er on the kang was a transparent existence.

This time, Song Lao Er was a little uncalm, and finally came back to his senses, why did the new daughter-in-law seem to be deliberately avoiding herself.

Could it be that you didn't take the initiative?

"What's that......" Thinking about it, Song Lao Er still opened his mouth, but he was a little embarrassed when he opened his mouth just now.

Jiang Xiaochi: "Which one?" ”

Song Lao Er scratched his head: "What's that!" ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "What's wrong?" ”

Song Lao Er was also a little embarrassed to open his mouth: "That...... Didn't my grandmother and aunt tell you to listen to me at night. ”

“…… Belch? Jiang Xiaochi pretended to understand and nodded: "But now it's a short day, and it's not evening yet." ”

Song Lao Er was anxious to vomit blood, and sat on the kang with his face stacked, his face was a little unsightly.

Mrs. Zhang knocked on the door with a bowl and came in, looked at Song Lao Er on the kang with a drooping face, and immediately questioned Jiang Xiaochi: "Chi'er, what's the matter, you are bullying the second child again!" ”

Jiang Lanying then came in, looked at the expressions of Song Lao Er and Jiang Xiaochi, and pulled the sleeve of Mrs. Zhang's shirt: "Worry about it, what else can it be." ”

Mrs. Zhang also understood.

Jiang Xiaochi looked confused, she and the second child didn't say anything, what do you all understand.

Song Lao Er was anxious to get down to business, and said hurriedly: "Milk, what's in your bowl?" Dumplings! The treatment of this new aunt is different. ”

Mrs. Zhang smiled playfully: "What is not for you?" If you're hungry, I'll make you some milk later. ”

Song Lao Er is not calm at all, in the past, Mrs. Zhang was the first to think of herself when she had delicious food, so why do you treat it differently now.

Jiang Xiaochi saw a few meanings in Song Laoer's expression: "Milk, I'll eat two bites, and I'll give the rest to Er, so you don't have to bother anymore." ”

Mrs. Zhang waved her hand: "Don't go back, when will you be working, come over and eat dumplings first." ”

Jiang Xiaochi likes to eat dumplings and is curious: "Milk, what kind of filling?" What do you have to say? ”

Mrs. Zhang: "The bride and groom enter the cave room, and the red dress is beaming; Eat dumplings on your wedding night and give birth to a fat boy next year! ”

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