"What a big breath, who do you think you are?" Ye Mengqiu stirred the millet porridge in the bowl with chopsticks and said unhappily in his heart.

That's right, Sheng Jiu'an on the other end of the phone hung up the phone after saying just one sentence, no one would be happy if it was replaced, let alone Miss Ye Mengqiuye.

But at this time, her mother Zhang Yumei couldn't help but smile and asked, "Mengqiu, who, I'll call you early this morning." ”

Ye Mengqiu patronized the millet porridge and was angry, not noticing that at this time her mother's eyes flashed with a thick gossip light, yes, women are born gossipy animals, whether they are eighteen or eighty years old, they can't escape these two words after all, this is their nature.

Even the iceberg goddess like Ye Mengqiu, doesn't she sometimes can't help but explore Sheng Jiu'an's past and his mysterious back?

"It's okay to make harassing calls."

Ye Mengqiu replied lightly, she stopped her chopsticks and took a small sip of millet porridge, the temperamental beauties are different, even the appearance of drinking millet porridge is so good-looking. If Sister Feng drinks a sip of millet porridge like this, it goes without saying that everyone understands what the scene is.

Looking at Ye Mengqiu's appearance, Zhang Yumei's gossip heart was completely hooked, and she said very dissatisfied: "You girl is really, how can it be a harassing phone call, I heard a man's voice, you even lied to your own mother?" ”

Ye Zhengxin glanced at his wife and said, "Didn't Mengqiu say it, don't ask, worry about this and that all day long, and don't feel tired, it's good to have nothing to do, what are you doing with those idle minds." ”

When Zhang Yumei heard this, she was immediately unhappy: "Hey, what do you say I'm idle?" I'm worried about our daughter's life, is that wrong? She's so busy at work, she's in the lab when she's not in the office, and she doesn't even have time to fall in love, and now a man calls her early in the morning, and I just want to know who to call her, what's wrong? Maybe this man is the boyfriend our daughter is talking about! ”

Ye Zhengxin shook his head helplessly, in the face of Zhang Yumei's machine-gun-like words, he had not found a better solution for so many years, so he had to say with a wry smile: "What's the matter, don't guess, eat quickly." ”

"How could I be a guess? You also know our daughter's temperament, if she falls in love, it is not impossible to secretly carry out underground work, and you see that although our daughter is usually cold, but she is cold and hot-hearted, I told you that our daughter's character I have analyzed, that is definitely once you devote yourself to love, it will be out of control, and anyone who wants to stop it. She's a flame wrapped in ice, and if it melts her, it's a raging fire! ”

Hearing that Ye Mengqiu's forehead was already crawling with black lines, did her mother stay at home for too long, and no one spoke to her, how could she become more and more talkative! And it's the ultimate chatter! The most important thing is why she is still gossiping more and more, she can say anything, and the iceberg flames, why doesn't she say the song of ice and fire.

"Mom, are you bothered?" Ye Mengqiu frowned slightly, took another sip of sweet millet porridge, and put the bowl down directly.

"Mengqiu, don't be reluctant to listen to Mom's words, Mom, this is all for your good, you are in your twenties, if you don't marry yourself out at this time, you will be an older leftover girl after the age of thirty."

After a pause, Zhang Yumei continued: "Also, let me tell you that once a woman reaches the age .......of thirty, her skin is also sagging, and the bags under her eyes are not as bright as before, and the most important thing is to give birth as soon as possible, and you will be an elderly woman in a few years later, and you will face a lot of unnecessary risks at that time." ”

Listening to Zhang Yumei's words, Ye Mengqiu felt that she was about to be out of breath, and those words seemed to be in her throat, making her completely unable to breathe, and even her brain didn't know how to think because of lack of oxygen.

She would have wanted to scream if she could, but that didn't fit her personality too much.

Ye Zhengxin couldn't stand it anymore, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said to his chattering wife: "Yumei, I said what's wrong with you today?" Our daughter hasn't even talked about her boyfriend yet, what are you talking to her about having children or not having children, besides, even if you are in love, don't you have to get along for a while, don't you have to have children after getting married, why are you worrying so much about now? ”

"Look at you, you just don't care about your daughter as a father? I'm a mother, it's different from you being a father, I'm telling you, I want to hug my grandson early, you're all busy with your careers outside, how boring I am at home, Mengqiu, you're my mother's baby girl, Mom's wish you can be satisfied! ”

Ye Mengqiu was already on the verge of going berserk when she heard this, and she was frantically stirring the millet porridge in the bowl with chopsticks, she really didn't know how to answer, she wanted to turn around and leave now, but she didn't know why she didn't stand up.

Half a bowl of millet porridge in the bowl had been stirred into a whirlpool by Ye Mengqiu.

This damn Sheng Jiu'an, what kind of nerves did he call himself early in the morning, can't he use WeChat to say something?

Let his mother chatter here endlessly, listening to people's ears are about to become calloused, the culprit of all this is a phone call from Sheng Jiu'an, no, to be precise, the culprit is Sheng Jiu'an, a slut, since he appeared, his mother has begun to become the same as him, Ye Mengqiu thought indignantly in his heart.

Besides, just call well, say two more words to die, his tone is still so big, come to pick me up, who does he think he is? Is he the president or am I the president? Why should I pick him up? Why should I pick him up? I'm not his driver.

Ye Mengqiu really wanted to sew Sheng Jiu'an's mouth with a needle at this moment, this hateful guy.

"Mengqiu, your personality has changed, you are all people who are in love, don't blame your mother for saying you, if you always look cold, with four big characters written on your face, don't get close to people, even if you are in love, your boyfriend will be scared away by you."

Zhang Yumei is estimated to have been held at home for too long every day, and she can't find anyone to talk to, or she is too concerned about her daughter's lifelong events, this mouth is like a machine gun, and she can't stop at all from the beginning, and she doesn't give anyone a chance to interject at all.

"Come on, girl, who called you?"

"Mom, it's Sheng Jiu'an." Ye Mengqiu finally disarmed and surrendered, and now she was only thinking about how to let her mother shut her mouth quickly.