After breakfast, Rong He did not immediately go to Ye Zhifu's house, but took her to the mall first to choose gifts for the two elders in her family.

Rong and his work has always been rigorous, and he is not sloppy in choosing gifts, and after tossing around, Ye Zhiwei only felt that his legs were weak.

When she got into the car, she wrinkled her little face and looked at Rong He aggrievedly while beating her knees.

"Brother, my foot hurts ......"

Rong He glanced at her coldly and withdrew his gaze indifferently.

"Put it on." His cold voice was bone-chilling.

Ye Zhiqi had long been accustomed to his cold attitude, and when he heard him loosen his mouth, he happily put his calves on his knees.

Rong He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a dark shadow on his eyelids, and he raised his bony hand and rubbed it on Ye Zhilu's calf.

Ye Zhiqi has always been afraid of itching, and as soon as Rong He rubbed her calves, she clenched her fists and pounded the seat, giggling non-stop.

Seeing this, Rong He paused, and swept her with a ghostly gaze in a blink of an eye.

Ye Zhiwei immediately pursed the corners of his lips, holding back a smile and not daring to make a sound.

Rong He's black seepage's eyes narrowed slightly, turned his head to look ahead, and coldly gave an order.

"Put it back."

"Oh......"

Ye Zhilu put down the leg on his knee with a smile, and turned his eyes to look out of the car window where the scenery was passing quickly, and his eyes melted with laughter.

Rong He's character is really deep-rooted, he has been rooted in his bones since he was a child, and at this age, he hasn't changed much from me at all.

When she was a child, she was obsessed with Rong and this precarious appearance, lonely and arrogant.

——

When he arrived at Ye's house, it was almost noon, and Wen Fang, who came to open the door, saw Rong He's face become a little hesitant, but he still held a stiff smile, took the large bag of gifts in Rong He's hand, and invited him into the house.

Wen Fang handed the brand-new slippers to Rong You, and said to Ye Zhinu: "No, you have to wait for a while to eat, you can sit with Mr. Rong for a while." ”

Hearing Wen Fang's address to Rong He, Ye Zhilu was a little dissatisfied, and immediately grabbed Rong He's wrist.

"Aunt Wen, he is your son-in-law now, so don't call him Mr. Rong."

Wen Fang was stunned, looked at Ye Zhizhi, looked at Rong He again, and smiled awkwardly.

"Then I should call him ......"

Ye Zhiwei thought about it and immediately replied: "Just call him Rong's son-in-law!" ”

Wen Fang smiled embarrassedly, and struggled for a long time before she slowly spoke: "Son-in-law Rong." ”

Ye Zhiqi saw that Rong He didn't respond, so he quickly poked him with his elbow.

Fortunately, Rong He didn't mean to dismantle her platform at this time, and pulled out a friendly smile at Wen Fang.

"Hello, Aunt Wen."

Wen Fang nodded again and again: "Well, good, good." ”

At this time, Ye Shengguo walked to the entrance, his face was a little solemn, and he looked at Rong He with a serious gaze.

"Rongyou, come and play the next game with me."

Ye Zhiqi chuckled in his heart, and the scene when Rong and her father easily defeated her father when she was in junior high school was vivid.

Ye Shengguo stayed up all night for two whole nights to study the cracking technique of Rong and Win.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiyou looked at Rong He worriedly, and was about to give him some eye tips, but who knew that Rong He took the lead in agreeing to Ye Shengguo.

"Okay."

Ye Zhiwei's heart fell a few meters into the air with a 'bang'.

Finished......

How does this end?