Chapter 12: Family Dinners

Jiang Yuhan's action of peeling shrimp was very slow, but very fine, it could be seen that he was very attentive to this woman, after peeling a shrimp, Qingling's stomach also cried cooperatively, "Gollum~"

Everyone was a little embarrassed when they heard it, let alone Qingling?

But she smiled and waited for the other party to finish peeling the shrimp and put it in her mouth.

The man's hand trembled slightly in the air, and she gently held his big palm with both hands, opening her soft and cute lips.

In this way, everyone watched the pair of favorite wives show their affection madly.

The second young master even began to be a little jealous, glaring at the personal housekeeper next to him, and complained: "What are you doing in a daze, peel shrimp for me!" ”

Of course, Qing Ling is not idle, when Binghe picked up a chopstick green vegetable for the third young master, Qing Ling smiled lightly: "Binghe, I am Jiang Yuhan's wife, and I will do the work of serving him in the future!" ”

She really doesn't look like a baby born in an ordinary family, she is ingenious, no matter what kind of dish, as long as Jiang Yuhan's eyes see it, her chopsticks have already been sent to the other party's mouth, which makes the second young master feel very uncomfortable.

Look at the woman next to her, everyone in the Jiang family has their own personal butler, and the reason why Jiang Shifeng chose Fei Li to be his personal butler in the first place was because she had a good look, a great figure, and neater hands and feet than ordinary people.

And now, the woman in front of her with the same face as Siyi, looking at her proud breasts, should be much plumper than Siyi, and then looking at the housekeeper behind her, the pride she once had is gone.

"What is your breast?" Jiang Shifeng turned his head sideways and asked in a low voice.

“36Dīŧâ€ The housekeeper replied.

Displeasure appeared on his face, "I'm going to get it tomorrow, it's a little small!" His eyes never left Qing Ling's body.

With such an obvious burning gaze, he naturally couldn't escape Jiang Yuhan's afterglow, although he didn't look at the second brother, he could feel the fiery light shooting from the opposite side.

A pair of big hands under the table whispered in the palm of Qingling's hand, "Change into loose clothes for a while, you are not suitable for wearing a tight skirt!" ”

Qing Ling grabbed the palm of the man who picked the thorn, but with a smile on his face, he held the chopsticks in his other hand and filled it into her husband's mouth: "Dear drop, you must eat more if you are weak!" ”

The appearance of the delicate little woman made the second young master salivate.

However, all these actions were just seen by Bai Chen, the little uncle who was sitting in a row with them.

After the meal, Qing Ling was sitting on the swing in the courtyard basking in the sun, today was a relatively sunny day in winter, while Jiang Yuhan was resting in the room on the grounds of "frail and sickly".

The red octagonal pavilion, next to the two swings, Qing Ling sat in one of them, and the other one was rippling alone.

Is it Bai Chen? Qing Ling looked at the other party in confusion.

He was very sunny and smiled happily on the swing: "You must love Jiang Yuhan very much, right?" ”

"Uh......" Slightly stunned, Qing Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled, "He's very considerate!" ”

"He's been frail since he was a kid, but he's the best guy in this house for me!" The swing swing was higher and higher, and Bai Chen's voice also rose and fell, far and near.

Bai Chen's face is really dazzling, and he dresses like a big star, but in Qingling's time and space, there is no such face in the star camp, and Qingling has been practicing with his father since he was a child, and he doesn't know much about stars!

"Do you want my signature?".

Bai Chen suddenly jumped off the high swing.