Although Jiang Qi was a sneak attack just now, which somewhat violated the spirit of traditional kung fu, he still complied with the point, and only kissed for a few seconds, but he never expected that this pretty aunt in her arms did not talk about martial arts, she snapped around Jiang Qi's neck, and bit his lip at the same time.

Time

Jiang Qidu, who thought he was bold, was about to faint, and this girl in his arms seemed to be a little overhead, probably because of the kitchen... Her best friend was stir-frying, and then she made out with her best friend's son in the living room, which gave her an indescribable sense of excitement, covering up her previous fear and making her fearless.

"Don't, don't..."

"My mom is still in the kitchen... In case I come out and see the two of us like this..."Jiang Qi took the time to mutter, reminding with a weak face.

"No matter!"

"Who asked you to seduce me..."Song Meiyue hugged Jiang Qi's neck and gnawed hard at his mouth, her cold and pretty face flushed, like a ripe peach.

Jiang Yaling in the kitchen is cooking in full swing, while Song Meiyue in the living room is making out with Jiang Yaling's son, the two sisters are a little busy, but one is a little busy with both hands, and the other is a little busy.

may be because under the nose of Sister Yaling, secretly making out with her son, which makes Song Meiyue particularly excited... That nervousness, fear, and a little bit of longing almost swallowed up all her reason, especially the little villain who was still a little resistant... It makes this mood a little high.

However, Song Meiyue did not lose her mind, and when she kissed her mouth, her mouth was a little painful, her tongue was a little numb, and the mature, sexy and charming vice president aunt slowly let go of her arms, and looked at the sturdy young man in front of her with a red face, his sexy thin lips turned into roasted sausages, and a strong sense of shame re-penetrated her whole body.

"My mouth is numb..."

Jiang Qi touched the swollen mouth that was kissed by Aunt Qiao, and said bitterly: "You are too hard... Later, when my mother comes out and sees me like this, I will say that you gave me a kiss. ”

Song Meiyue rolled her eyes, endured the surging movement in her heart, silently picked up her water glass, and took a few sips... I tried to hide my embarrassment by drinking water, but no matter how hard I tried... That feeling still can't be dissipated.

"Mitsuki?"

"I think you like chili peppers, right? Is it okay for my sister to make you a small stir-fried pork? Jiang Yaling came out of the kitchen, carrying a kitchen knife in her hand, and looked at her good sister with a smile.

"Hmm... Thank you, Sister Yaling. ”

Song Meiyue, who had just finished doing bad things, saw her good sister, and her heart was a little empty... didn't dare to look at her, hung his head and whispered: "It's better to put less oil in the fried meat, I... I've been losing weight lately. ”

"Good, good."

"Sister, listen to you... Put less oil. ”

Jiang Yaling nodded with a smile, but there was a trace of doubt between her eyebrows, looking at Song Meiyue's twisted and pinched appearance, she seemed to be a little bit of a thief... Then he glanced at his son next to him, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, he was shocked when he saw it... Why is my son's lips swollen like sausages?

Could it be that the two of them were just making out, right?

Hey...

What a fierce scene just now, it swelled my son's mouth.

Jiang Yaling sighed secretly in her heart, and then returned to the kitchen, and her son's two sausage lips kept coming to mind, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart... My precious son, it's all my mother's fault... Mom doesn't know that Mitsuki is a jackal and a tiger, but you should be used to it, and even enjoy it...

But at the end of the day, it's up to you... Mom just casually matched you, who knew that you really got Mitsuki, blame you for being too powerful, and it doesn't have much to do with Mom.

...

...

The three of them worked together to bring the dishes to the table, and then sat down at the table together and began to eat, at this time Jiang Yaling took out a bottle of high-grade Wuliangye, and after she and Song Meiyue were full, the sisters began to fight between them, you have a glass and I have a cup... After drinking this one, there is a third.

As for Jiang Qi, the little cabbage, sat next to Song Meiyue, drinking fruit oranges and eating not very good dishes, which was incompatible with the two people at the table.

I don't know how long it took,

This dinner was finally over, Jiang Qi automatically became the one who cleaned up the table, while the two sisters sat on the sofa and chatted.

"Mitsuki?"

"I heard that Fei Fei wants to have a child recently?" Jiang Yaling asked curiously.

"Hmm..."

"I don't know what she thinks, maybe she was stimulated by something." Song Meiyue sat beside Jiang Yaling and said softly: "Recently, I have been forcing my husband to go to bed. ”

Fei Fei forced her husband to go to bed because she wanted to have a child... But why are you forcing my son to go to bed?

Jiang Yaling glanced at her best friend's flat abdomen, and had a rough answer in her heart, I have to say... It's really hard for my son, but it's still the same sentence... It was he who provoked it, and he couldn't blame others.

"You find a time to tell Fei Fei, in addition to luck, this pregnant child needs more scientific means, and forces him to make offerings every day... Sometimes it doesn't work, not only tired myself, but also tired my husband. Jiang Yaling's words were not only for Gu Fei, but also for her future daughter-in-law and current best friend.

"Hmm..."

"I'll find a time to talk to her." Song Meiyue didn't think about it that much, at this time she was thinking about how to seduce someone into the room.

In the time that followed,

The two sisters chatted without saying a word until they brought Jiang Qi out of the kitchen.

"Mitsuki."

"You stay in Xiao Qi's room at night." Jiang Yaling took Song Meiyue's hand, stood at the door of Jiang Qi's room, and said with a smile: "How is it?" It's clean, right? ”

Although Song Meiyue had stayed at Jiang Yaling's house for one night before, she slept in her best friend's room at that time, and Jiang Qi's room... It was the first time she had witnessed that the layout inside was very simple, a big bed, a wardrobe, a bookcase, a computer desk and a chair, very simple, but such a simple layout made Song Meiyue very excited.

After this,

Jiang Yaling took a set of pajamas and pajamas for Song Meiyue again, as for underwear... didn't prepare for her, of course, this is not because Jiang Yaling is stingy, she knows very well that her good sister is in terms of underwear... has a habit of cleanliness and doesn't like to wear other people's.

"Mitsuki."

"You go take a bath first, you can wash as long as you want, don't save my sister any electricity and water bills, that's all for Xiaoqi." Jiang Yaling said with a smile.

Hearing my mother's words,

Jiang Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes, this is too special and too double standard!

"Hmm..."

Song Meiyue answered softly, hugged her pajamas and pajamas and went into the bathroom.

When Song Meiyue left, there was only mother and son left in the living room, at this time, Jiang Qi crossed Erlang's legs, lying on the sofa holding his mobile phone, playing that very cheating game, while Jiang Yaling turned her head sideways, looking at her baby son, wanting to say something to him, but she didn't know where to start.

Until Song Meiyue took a shower, wore the set of middle-aged and elderly pajamas and pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom, the mother and son still did not communicate.

"Sister Yaling..."

"I'm done... You go wash it. Song Meiyue hugged her changed clothes and pants and said softly.

"Good, good."

Jiang Yaling nodded with a smile, then glanced at her son, patted his thigh, and said earnestly: "Go to bed early at night!" ”

Go to bed early... I read it very hard.

"Oh."

Jiang Qi answered absentmindedly, but he couldn't hear his mother's voice.

Jiang Yaling entered the bathroom, and at this time, Song Meiyue held her clothes and pants, stood at the door of her little husband's room, looked at Jiang Qi lying on the sofa, and coughed softly... Trying to get his attention.

Jiang Qi raised his head and looked at Aunt Qiao following the sound, and then was glared at by her inexplicably.

Peng!

He closed the door and disappeared from sight.

...

...

night

Quietly.

Song Meiyue was lying on someone's bed, covered with someone's quilt, but there was no trace of sleepiness, she didn't have the so-called love bed, she only liked her own bed, and she was not interested in other people's beds, but because of the lack of someone around her.

She used to be quite resistant to sharing a bed with someone, but once she tried to share a bed... It's like opening Pandora's box, never going back, always feeling like there is no him in bed, and even sleeping becomes meaningless.

picked up the phone and looked at the time, more than an hour has passed since I finished taking a bath, Sister Yaling should be asleep, right?

Simple thinking, calm analysis...

Song Meiyue turned on the light in the room, lifted the quilt covering her body, took off the pajama pants she was wearing, and had two slender and white legs... Revealed in the world.

"Hey..."

"I forgot to bring stockings..."

Song Meiyue sat at the head of the bed, looked at her slender and slender white legs, and sighed helplessly.

After a short period of melancholy, regain your mood, no stockings, no stockings... Without stockings, he feels more intense.

Strike a casual pose, and after a snap... Song Meiyue has a photo in her mobile phone, in which his bed is used as the background, with two graceful and round slender jade legs in the middle, delicate and silky little feet, and delicate and charming toes, as if they are the most exquisite jade in the world.

Song Meiyue was very satisfied, and hurriedly clicked on WeChat, found a chat box with him, and couldn't wait to send this photo over...

When this photo was sent out,

Song Meiyue hurriedly threw her phone aside, shy and shrunk into the quilt, and at the same time covered her head.

He... He should understand!

At this moment,

The phone rang... It is the prompt tone of WeChat.

A hand reached out from the quilt, and kept groping for the bed, when he grabbed the phone... He smacked it back again.

After getting the phone, Song Meiyue took a deep breath and immediately glanced at the content he sent.

Jiang Qi: ???

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