Wen Jing stared at the warmth playfully, and the meaning of joking and teasing was so strong.

It's embarrassing and embarrassing to look at,

I was afraid that Zhou Lihong would hear it, so I could only lower my voice and beg for mercy: "Sister." ”

Wen Jing couldn't help but reach out and tap her forehead.

"Tsk, what a girl who has no future."

Zhou Lihong, who was coming out of the kitchen, didn't notice the interaction between the sisters.

Seeing Rong Zheng carrying a large bag and a small bag, his eyebrows frowned: "Rong Zheng, come here, why are you bringing these things?" ”

"Auntie, this is what I bought casually, not a tribute."

Rong Zheng's voice was polite and polite.

I've seen it many times before, but today's meaning is different.

He still wanted to leave a good impression on Zhou Lihong, so as not to be rude.

"Hey, what are you doing so politely."

Zhou Lihong was a little embarrassed.

Their family has received so much help from Rong Zheng, and they are still buying things at the door, which is really ......

"That's right, it's so polite and formal, and I don't know it, I thought that the new son-in-law came to the door for the first time."

Wen Jing said deliberately, and squeezed her eyes at Nuan.

The warm brain exploded.

"Xiao Jing, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhou Lihong hurriedly scolded and looked at Rong Zheng embarrassedly: "Rong Zheng, don't care, this kid is just joking." ”

"It's okay."

The smile on Rong Zheng's face was like that of a gentleman.

How can you care, my sister-in-law is telling the truth.

He came to meet his future mother-in-law today.

But his little daughter-in-law was embarrassed and embarrassed.

Warmth is not only embarrassing and embarrassing at this time, she is about to explode.

The sense of déjà vu that seems to be broken by parents in early love is instantly coming.

Fortunately, Zhou Lihong just thought Wen Jing was joking.

She was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Wen Jing's magic voice sound again: "Xiao Nuan, do you think I'm joking?" ”

“……”

Glaring at Wen Jing with warm warning, he hurriedly said: "Mom, the battalion commander Rong and Rong came to celebrate for us, and the certificate of applying for a food patent I said last time has been done." ”

"Really?" Zhou Lihong looked surprised.

"Really."

Rong Zheng also nodded, took out the certificate and handed it to Zhou Lihong: "It's all done, whether you do business or set up a factory in the future, the trademark and signature of 'Good Taste Pickles' belong to you." ”

"Great, that's great."

Zhou Lihong held the certificate, full of excitement.

Wen Jing next to her also watched happily, not joking between the two.

Warmth was completely relieved.

"Come on, eat quickly, Rong Zheng is here, let's celebrate together."

"Okay."

A meal is a great pleasure.

Zhou Lihong put down the bowl after eating, and couldn't wait to find Zhou Haichuan and his wife to share the good news.

The atmosphere at the dinner table has become a little delicate again.

"Well, I'll wash the dishes, you sit down for a while."

Warm is trying to pack up the dishes and chopsticks and go to the kitchen.

I heard Wen Jing deliberately say: "Tsk, Xiao Nuan, the battalion commander of the Rong family finally came, what kind of dishes are you washing if you don't accompany you, come, sister wash, today's bowl, sister wash slowly." ”

Rong Zheng smiled slightly: "Then there is labor." ”

The eldest sister-in-law is really good.

Warmth: "......"

Waiting for Wen Jing to enter the kitchen with dishes and bowls,

Rong Zheng reached out and held the warm little hand: "Daughter-in-law......"

As soon as he spat out three words, Warmth hurriedly covered his mouth.

He also looked at the kitchen as if he were a thief.

Rong Zheng chuckled and kissed her palm.

The warmth trembled again, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

"I'm coming to the house for the first time as your man, aren't you going to show me around your room?"

The man chuckled.

Looking at his expression, Wen Wen knew that if she didn't take him upstairs, she wouldn't know what kind of moth was going to come out later.

“…… Let's go. ”

As he wished, Rong Zheng's eyes flashed with a fox-like sly smile.