Mother Song looked at the pair of young people outside the door, and rejoiced in her heart, "My son has kidnapped such a good-looking little girl back, it's small, it's fun to watch." Also, why do you seem to have seen her somewhere? I can't remember it for a while. ”

Although Song's mother was turbulent in her heart, she tried her best to suppress her excitement and pretended to be calm. "The town is back."

Mother Song looked at Lin Xun, who was stunned in place. "Did she scare the little girl, should you smile brighter and let her know that she is very kind and approachable?"

"Xiaocheng, you bring people in, don't stand at the door."

Song Cheng gently patted Lin Xun's back and reminded her to go in.

Lin Xun was even more nervous when she was slapped by Song Cheng like this, she straightened her back, adjusted her emotions and walked in.

"This time, I met his mother as Song Cheng's girlfriend, and I don't know if my aunt still remembers her last stupid behavior in the hospital."

Song Cheng closed the door and walked to Lin Xun's side.

Mother and her beloved, the two most important women in her life.

Song Cheng looked at the two people with a smile and a smile. Mom pretended to be serious, and Lin Xun looked well-behaved and nervous.

"Mom, this is my girlfriend." After Song Cheng introduced Lin Xun to his mother, he looked at Lin Xun, "Lin Xun, this is my mother, just call me Auntie." ”

"Hello Auntie." Lin Xun obediently listened to Song Cheng's words, bent down slightly and bowed lightly to call Auntie.

"Hello, hello." Ah, the more this little girl looks at it, the more she likes it, and her son is finally reliable, not bad.

"Come, don't stand, sit next to Auntie." Mother Song patted the position next to her and warmly invited Lin Xun to sit next to her.

Song Cheng nudged her lightly and let her pass. Song Cheng knew what kind of character his mother was. The mother is sensible and very good to the younger generations, and she will not interfere too much in the affairs of the younger generation, giving them enough freedom.

And he could see that his mother liked Lin Xun very much.

Song Cheng put his things on the cooking table and sat down with him. Mom made soup here.

Lin Xun was a little restrained, worried that she would not perform well Song Cheng's mother would not like her.

Mother Song looked at Lin Xun happily, this little girl, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. "Lin Xun, then I'll call you Xiaoyun. Have you eaten it?"

"Auntie, we haven't eaten yet."

"No, that's right, I made the soup, it's still hot in the kitchen, wait for you two to drink it."

"Thank you, Auntie."

"You're welcome, family."

Song Cheng gave his mother an appreciative look, worthy of his own mother, this wave of divine assistance is enough.

Mother Song saw that it was too late for the night, so she should go back and leave the space for young people.

"Mom, aren't you going home to eat with my dad?"

Mother Song: "......"

Sure enough, it was his own son. I have a daughter-in-law and forget my mother.

"yes, I'm going back." Mother Song looked at Song Cheng and stretched the word "ah". This stinky boy knows what to do without him reminding her.

"That Xiaoyun, I'll go back first, and come to play at home when I have time. Your uncle is like this, he can't eat well when I'm not at home. ”

Mother Song picked up the bag beside her and stood up and walked to the door, and Song Cheng and Lin Xun sent her outside.

"Mom, do you want to send you back?"

"No, the driver at home should go downstairs now, I'll just go down by myself, you guys are busy."

"Auntie, you pay attention to safety."

"Okay, okay."

After the door closed, Lin Xun exhaled heavily, too suddenly.

The corners of Song Cheng's mouth raised, this look is a naked seduction! Tonight, he lacks the indifference and composure in his body.

He took off his coat and wore only a white shirt, the first two buttons unbuttoned. Peach blossom-like black eyes, slightly squinted.

Song Cheng's tall and slender figure looked at Lin Xun condescendingly at this time.

The man's unique aura stunned Lin Xun. Lin Xun swallowed her saliva, her little heart fluttering and beating.

Is this charming man a demon?

Song Cheng lowered his head and kissed Lin Xun's lips accurately. After the kiss, Lin Xun hugged him and sniffed the unique and good-smelling manly breath on his body.

"Miss Lin, I'm hungry." Song Cheng's slightly ridiculous voice came into Lin Xun's ears.

"Hmm." Lin Xun hummed softly, and his face left his chest.

Lin Xun sorted the things he bought from the supermarket and put them in the refrigerator. There are a lot of fruits and vegetables that I bought, but there are not many dishes. Lin Xun looked at her and saw that she could only cook three dishes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes must be indispensable, a healthy and easy-to-make dish, and the other was fried with green vegetables and chicken.

Lin Xun opened Song's mother's soup, and the moment she opened the pot, the rich fragrance of mutton wafted out, and Lin Xun was already swallowing saliva just by smelling the taste, which was also too fragrant, even more fragrant than the soup her mother cooked.

The radish and mutton soup is full of color and flavor, and this soup is perfect for drinking in autumn and winter.

Lin Xun turned her head to look at Song Cheng, who was helping her wash tomatoes, "Why don't we drink this soup tonight?"

Song Cheng: "......"

"Are you serious?" Song Cheng picked up the washed tomatoes in his hand and looked at Lin Xun with a smile and a smile, why did he retreat at this time?

Lin Xun's cooking skills are limited, and compared with Mother Song's soup, she doesn't dare to take out what she cooks.

Lin Xun smiled mischievously, "Tease you." "Song Cheng finished washing the tomatoes. At this time, she said that she didn't cook anymore, and she felt sorry for the tomatoes he washed, and everyone was lying on the cutting board.

"Don't rub it so hard!" Lin Xun watched Song Cheng rub these vegetables like washing clothes, and she felt pain for them. Well, it's already cooked before it enters the pot.

Lin Xun picked up a green vegetable and put it in front of Song Cheng's eyes to show him, "Look, you have cooked it." ”

"Can you clean it if you don't wash it like this?"

“……”

"I'll do it anyway, you can crack the eggs." Lin Xun sent Song Cheng away.

Song Cheng frowned, beating eggs? Are you sure it's not a joke? Isn't that just a touch and it breaks?

Forget it, let's listen to Lin Xun.

Lin Xun didn't know what to say when he saw the egg that was heavily thrown into the bowl by Song Cheng. Song Cheng looked at Lin Xun's expression of wanting to cry without tears, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't that so?" ”

Lin Xun took the things in his hand and put them away, pushed Song Cheng away and asked him to stand aside, "You just stand here, I'll get it." ”

Lin Xun regarded Song Cheng as a little kid who was mischievous in the kitchen, and Song Cheng was dry for a while. Is this disliked?

After Lin Xun processed the vegetables, he threw Song Cheng's beaten eggs into the trash, and found a whisk to beat the eggs again. Once everything is ready, start cooking the dishes.

Song Cheng saw Lin Xun cooking in style, and had to sigh that it was good to have a woman at home.

Song Cheng walked over and hugged Lin Xun from behind, gently hugging her waist.

"How do I cook like that?" Lin Xun now feels how Song Cheng likes to stick to her like a child. But this is in the kitchen, and he holds her like this, and she can't make any moves.

"Just cook it." Song Cheng didn't let go of her, she cooked her dishes, and he hugged his people.

couldn't persuade him to leave, Lin Xun also accepted his fate, and hugged her like this with Song Cheng.

Lin Xun sat at the table and exhaled heavily, the meal was finally completed in difficulty.

The food is relatively simple, but it is also a happy thing for two people to sit at the family table and have dinner together. Lin Xun watched Song Cheng put the soup made by Song's mother on the table. She couldn't wait to try this delicious radish and mutton soup.

Here, as soon as Song's mother entered the door, she saw Song's father watching the news in the living room and drinking tea leisurely. It seems that Song's mother is not at home, and Song's father enjoys this rare leisure time.

"This old man." Mother Song scolded her man in a low voice.

Song Xi hurriedly cared for his wife after he saw him come back, "Have you eaten it?" ”

Mother Song: "......"

Can you care a little more about this? It's so perfunctory. His eyes were glued to the news on TV, and he glanced at her casually since she entered the house.

"Haven't eaten yet."

"Oh, there's rice in the pot, go get it yourself."

“……”

"Alas, you didn't see the object that my son was looking for." Mother Song's tone seemed to be casually mentioning something that didn't matter.

Song Seok was clever when he heard his wife's words. Song Cheng's object, she went to the apartment over there to see it? Song Seok quickly turned off the TV and quickly followed his wife's footsteps to the dining table.

"Wife, have you seen it? How's your tone?"

Mother Song ignored him, picked up the bowl and served rice, and did not answer him.

Song Seok frowned and looked at it, understood. He took the bowl in Song's mother's hand and served the rice for her and put it in front of her.

"Say it quickly! What is the sale? ”

"It's not your object, what are you anxious about?"

Song Xi: "......"

Didn't he sit in front of him and eat? Can't he ask about the object of the son?

Song's mother didn't tease him anymore, "It's a good little girl, she looks good, and she is a good match for her son." And people are also pure and smart, and the most important thing is that I like the fresh and refined temperament on my body. It's a good girl. ”

"That's good, that's good." Song Seok patted his thigh happily. This kid finally put him at ease once.

After eating and drinking the soup, Lin Xun's forehead sweated slightly, and his face was a lot ruddy. She sat down on a chair and rested, and Song Cheng packed up the dishes and washed them in the kitchen.

Lin Xun looked at Song Cheng's busy back for a while and then walked to the balcony. The night breeze is slightly cold.

I don't know if it's because my body is warm after drinking the soup, and I shiver when the cold wind blows suddenly, and the cold and warmth are blended.

At dinner time, the lights of every house are lit up. From a distance, such a warm light makes people feel a little warm in this slightly cold night.

Song Cheng poured Lin Xun a cup of hot water and draped his blazer over her.

Song Cheng's big blazer was loose on her petite body.

Lin Xun held the hot water that Song Cheng gave her with both hands to warm up, she took a sip, and her body warmed up a lot.

Song Cheng hugged her from behind, letting her body rest on her body, and Song Cheng's chin rested lightly on the top of Lin Xun's head. The height difference between the two is just right and comfortable.

If time stands still in this moment forever, my heart is satisfied.