Yue Tingfeng's mood was extremely cheating.

Yan Qingsi told a lie in front of his mother, and he even believed his stupid mother.

Yue Tingfeng knows her own mother, and when she sees Yan Qingsi again today, the little old lady is obviously weak-hearted, because she feels that her son is "not a thing"!

However, Yue Tingfeng was really wronged.

He wanted to make a fuss, but Yan Qingsi, the vixen, gave him a chance?

Yue Tingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "If you still have the face to say, my mother will believe you." ”

Yan Qingsi took a bite of chicken, and I have to say that Mrs. Yue's cooking level is really good.

Yan Qingsi spit out the chicken bones, "Tsk, don't blame your mother for your low IQ, if you want to blame your poor character, you made it yourself, you said that you are not a thing, so that your own mother will not believe you." ”

Yue Tingfeng was choked and had nothing to say.

Indeed, he was also thinking about this, he was not a thing, so that his own mother would rather believe in a goblin than believe in his own son.

Yue Tingfeng leaned back, and simply wrapped his hand around Yan Qingsi's waist: "Today my mother said that neither of us is a good thing anyway, and no one should harm anyone, I told her, since this is the case, then why bother to harm others, anyway, we are all the way, make do with it, what do you think?" ”

Yan Qingsi's heart tightened, Yue listened to the wind's words, as if she was planning to live a long life.

Yan Qingsi took a sip of chicken soup, "Hehe, not how?" You don't want to harm others, but my sister is not so kind, I just want to find a good woman and man to harm him for the rest of his life. ”

Yue Tingfeng's originally relaxed face was cloudy in an instant, and he looked at Yan Qingsi coldly: "Jin Xuechu is like that?" ”

Yan Qingsi looked straight into Yue Tingfeng's eyes, and said deliberately: "It's hard to say, maybe it's like Qin Jingzhi?" I'm still looking forward to you calling me my cousin. ”

Yue Tingfeng suddenly turned over and pressed Yan Qingsi under him, directly blocking her mouth.

Yan Qingsi had just drunk chicken soup, and a mouthful of chicken soup tasted.

It didn't take long for Yue to let go of her, his face darkened, and he said, "You said, you can't beat me, those words that are not beaten, will you die if you don't say a word?" ”

Why did he hate to hear Yan Qingsi's mouth say the names of other men so much.

Yan Qingsi: "Can't! ”

She reached out and wiped two napkins and continued to drink chicken soup.

Even in that posture just now, the bowl in Yan Qingsi's hand was served steadily, and not a drop of the chicken soup in it was spilled.

The corners of Yue Tingfeng's mouth twitched, daring to be affectionate in Yan Qingsi's heart, being kissed by him is not as important as chicken soup.

How low is his status in Yan Qingsi's heart?

Yue Tingfeng snorted: "My mother must know how happy you are to like her soup so much." ”

"Really? Then don't tell her. ”

"Why?"

Yan Qingsi drank the chicken soup in the bowl, put down the bowl, and turned around to throw a wink at Yue Tingfeng: "Tsk, what if your mother likes me and wants me to marry you?" ”

Yue Tingfeng's heart skipped a few times for no reason, but before he could speak, Yan Qingsi got up: "I should go, where are my things." ”

Yue Tingfeng slumped on the sofa and played: "What is it?" ”

Yan Qingsi kicked him: "Don't pretend to be garlic with the old lady, my clothes, my luggage, my things, you dare to throw it away for me, I will kill you!" ”