"It's a good fit for you."

"What else?"

"It's beautiful."

Han Yingying crossed her arms and looked at him: "Go on." ”

"The pulse and the eye waves, the flowers are in full bloom."

Han Yingying:

Thinking that it was not enough, Shen Mosheng continued to praise.

"The smile is like a flower, and the jade sound is tactful."

"Bright as the sun rises in the morning glow, scorching like a flood of waves."

"Delicate and delicate steps, exquisite and unparalleled."

"Shen Mosheng, stop." Han Yingying interrupted Shen Mosheng weakly.

Knowing that he is an old man with a lot of knowledge, he doesn't have to show off like this, right?

Shen whispered and smiled and leaned into Han Yingying's ear: "If you don't stop, my brother can say that he didn't stop for a day." ”

Han Yingying was shocked: "How much will he have?" ”

"I don't know, I just know that since he was a child, he can memorize Tang poems, Song Ci, and the Book of Songs."

Han Yingying looked at Shen Mosheng with a strange expression: "If you know so many poems, you can't convert them into vernacular?" ”

Shen Mosheng replied with a sense of righteousness: "Lack of charm and artistic conception. ”

Han Yingying couldn't refute it.

The others laughed sullenly, obviously accustomed to Shen Mosheng's old pedantic theory.

Shen's father nodded appreciatively, and was glared back by Shen's mother.

"Whoa, are you packed? It's time to go. Han Zishi reminded with a smile.

Han Yingying hurriedly nodded: "Let's go, brother." ”

Sitting in the car and looking at Han Zishi with a happy and comfortable expression, she couldn't help but ask curiously: "Brother, what did you do to Xiaoxi yesterday, do you remember?" ”

Han Zishi looked at her rather strangely: "What can I do to Xiao Xixi?" ”

"You're drunk, Xiaoxi came to look for you and didn't come back until the evening, looking a little weird. Ask her, and she says she's scared by you. ”

Han Zishi was stunned and asked, "Does she know that I have a transvestite?" ”

"That's right."

"It's over, I won't have the face to see her in the future." Han Zishi covered his face, not knowing what face to face Lin Xiling in the future.

"You really didn't do anything to her other than wear women's clothes?"

"What can I do to her?"

"But her expression was really strange."

"Probably over-frightened." Han Zishi wanted to cry without tears.

Yesterday I really shouldn't have been careless, I was drunk.

But fortunately, only Xiao Xixi saw it, otherwise his reputation would be gone.

I always felt that something was wrong in my heart, and I couldn't say where it was, so Han Yingying had to nod: "I hope so." ”

As he spoke, he had reached his destination.

As soon as Han Yingying and Shen Mosheng got out of the car, they immediately attracted everyone's admiration.

Many people also praised Han's mother.

"Your son-in-law is so handsome."

"Your daughter and son-in-law are a match made in heaven."

"Your son-in-law is tall and handsome, calm and steady, and he looks like a promising person."

"Where, where, you have spoken." Han's mother said modest words, but she couldn't close her mouth with a smile, how to see how Shen Mosheng liked it, she was especially glad that her daughter started early.

That whole day, Han's mother's smile never disappeared.

Han Yingying smiled until her face stiffened, and she collapsed on the bed as soon as she got home.

"It's good that you only get married once in your life, otherwise you will be really tired to death."

Once in a lifetime, Shen Mosheng couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips and smile: "Well, once in a lifetime." ”

"Shen Mosheng, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired."

"I really envy your physical strength."

"I can help you exercise."

Han Yingying waved her hand in gratitude: "No, no, I'm good like this." ”

"Sakura, are you tired?"

"I'm tired, so tired that I don't want to talk." Han Yingying tilted her head sideways, closed her eyes, and said weakly.

Shen Mosheng took off his shoes, went to bed, and sat next to her, wanting to help her relax.

As soon as he moved, Han Yingying exclaimed in pain: "Shen Mosheng, what are you doing?" ”