The newly bought sofa has been delivered to the home, as for the old sofa that has been tossed and broken, it has been moved to the warehouse, Jiang Qi has asked many professional sofa repairers, but no one dares to take his order, even if the price is three times higher than the market, no one is willing to repair, and the reason given is... I'm afraid that I can't afford to repair it.

Jiang Qi is also quite helpless, this is already so bad that it can't be worse, but someone actually uses this reason, maybe that sofa is too expensive, and it is... Aunt Qiao spent more than 100,000 US dollars to order it from abroad, and the time to wait for the goods was half a year.

"What's wrong?"

"Is this sofa good?" Jiang Qi hugged Song Meiyue on the side, and said with a smile, "Although the price is only 18,000... But it's still quite exquisite, no worse than the sofa you bought from abroad for a hundred thousand dollars."

"It's just average..." Song Meiyue lay in her man's arms, looking at the new sofa she had just bought, she didn't think anything was good, at best it was an ordinary level, but she didn't pick a thorn, anyway, it was temporary, and she would have to change to a new expensive one when the time came.

"Come on, come on."

"Experience what it's like to have a new sofa."

Jiang Qi pulled Song Meiyue to sit on the sofa, and then the next second... The two of them lay down in pairs, and the mature, sexy and charming vice president aunt seemed to have activated a certain switch on her body, and couldn't help arching into her man's arms, and after finding the most comfortable position, the plump vermilion little mouth raised a shallow arc.

"Little husband... I confirmed with Fei Fei that she was in a similar situation to me before she became pregnant, and her menstrual period stopped..." Song Meiyue's immature and delicate little hand reached into Jiang Qi's clothes, touched her strong and firm chest, and murmured, "If my aunt hasn't come in seven days, I'll test my pregnancy at home first, and then go to the hospital."

As soon as the voice fell,

Song Meiyue raised her head, looked at her man with stunned eyes, and said seriously, "Go to the pharmacy in two days to help me buy a few pregnancy test sticks."

"Huh?"

"Shall I buy it?" Jiang Qi suddenly frowned, and said helplessly, "I'm a big man to buy a pregnancy test... That's a bit wrong, isn't it?"

"What's wrong? It's not for you... It's for me." Song Meiyue rolled her eyes and said angrily, "I don't care... Anyway, you bought it for me, I asked you to come out at the beginning, but you didn't listen to it, and stubbornly wanted to go in... Now it's okay, something has happened, you have to be responsible to the end!"

Jiang Qi smiled awkwardly, hugged the big baby Aunt Qiao in his arms tighter, sniffed the faint fragrance on her body, and said softly, "Tomorrow night... Our elders are about to meet, and when the time comes... Basically, you can determine the time of the marriage, do you want to get married in the first half of the year, or in the second half of the year?"

"I can do it all."

"But if you're pregnant, we might have to get married sooner, or we'll have bigger bellies... You're not going to be able to wear a wedding dress." Jiang Qi touched Aunt Qiao's flat belly through a small sweater, and said gently.

After Jiang Qi's reminder, Song Meiyue realized this problem, and couldn't help but pout, touched the little hand on his chest, grabbed the meat on his chest fiercely, and pointed hard... He puffed up and said, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

「……」

"It's true that I'm responsible at the beginning, but then you hooked me up and made me unable to move..." Jiang Qi pursed his lips and said cautiously, "Do you also have to bear part of the responsibility?"

"I... I."

Song Meiyue recalled the shocking scene on the night of the proposal, and inadvertently a delicate red glow appeared on her face, biting her lip tightly, and replied with a squeak: "At that time, the situation and state, I... I don't have so many thoughts, it's all instinctive, I... That..."

In her own confusion and someone's cheap laughter, Song Meiyue chose to break the jar, propped up her body, and said viciously, "What are you doing? Do you have any comments? Again... It was already like that at the time, so what's the difference between a few more times? It's not like you've given it yet... Give..."

"Laugh and laugh!"

"Laugh at your size!" Song Meiyue rubbed the in front of her with her hands

The man said angrily, "I'm mad...... Every day, I don't know what to do, so why do I fall in love with you, a thing that hurts people."

Speaking of which,

While his man was still giggling, he suddenly grabbed the connection of the fates of the two, and said angrily, "Naughty again... I cut you! 「

"Oops..."

"Such a good-looking aunt, why do you always shout and kill?" Jiang Qi smiled and said, "This world needs love and peace, not strife between each other, and then look at yourself... Isn't it good to preach all kinds of violence every day? That's not good! 「

"Humph!"

"What can you do?"

"You have the ability to divorce me." Song Meiyue tinkered softly, looked at him with a slight breath, and said leisurely.

This...

It's really getting more and more presumptuous, and sure enough, it's almost the same as what Aunt Gu said, after untying the loneliness that has accumulated for thirty-one years, all that is left is endless desires.

"Divorce?"

"I'm afraid I wasn't beaten to death by your sister Yaling..." Jiang Qi said with a smile.

"That's why?"

"Nothing else?" Song Meiyue glared at her man and asked angrily.

"Uh..."

"It's just one, and it's the most insignificant." Jiang Qi pursed his lips, hugged the *** delicate body in his arms, put it to her ear, and said softly: "Anyway, there are many, many reasons, so many that I can't count them and think about them all, anyway... I mean, since I chose you, I didn't think about leaving, and you're worth it, and it's important to me."

Song Meiyue looked at him with silky eyes, her eyes gradually began to become blurry, although he had countless problems, and from time to time he would be angry to the point of cracking, but every time he heard the words from his mouth that deep love, he would not hesitate to fall into it.

This young man... It's so sweet in the mouth.

…

…

Following

Jiang Qi drove back to the house, ready to pick up his mother to go to her daughter-in-law, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a middle-aged woman dressed in gorgeous clothes, almost unrecognizable...

"Mom?"

"You're too grand, aren't you?" Jiang Qi didn't expect that his mother was almost fifty, and she was quite beautiful after dressing up, although the wrinkles on her face betrayed her age, but others would never have thought that she was almost fifty, at most she would guess that she was in her forties.

"Of course it's going to be a little grander."

Jiang Yaling smiled, picked up a bag given to her by her best friend and daughter-in-law, and said, "Let's go..."

On the way back,

The mother and son chatted about some short things in the family, and unconsciously went to Song Meiyue's house, when the mature and sexy pretty aunt opened the door and saw her good girlfriend and future mother-in-law's grand dress, she was shocked in place.

"Sister Yaling?"

"You... You... It's just beautiful!" Song Meiyue exclaimed with a look of amazement.

Jiang Yaling stepped forward and grabbed her daughter-in-law's arm, and said casually, "I went to buy new clothes yesterday, after all, I have to eat with your parents, I don't want to embarrass Xiaoqi, and I don't want to embarrass you."

"Sister..."

"My parents actually..."

Before Song Meiyue finished speaking, she was interrupted by Jiang Yaling.

"I know."

"You don't have to explain it to me." Jiang Yaling said gently, "Okay, okay... Let's go inside, sisters."

Song Meiyue answered and walked into the house with her best friend.

"Huh?"

"What's wrong with the sofa?"

"It wasn't this couch before." Jiang Yaling looked at the brand-new sofa and asked with a puzzled face.

"It's broken."

"Got a new one."

Song Meiyue replied without blushing and without a heartbeat.

Broken?

Is the sofa so easy to break?

Jiang Yaling was very clear about the price of the sofa, and Mitsuki said at that time,

So expensive sofa ... You have to take good care of it, but in less than a year, the sofa broke down, and a million went straight to the soup.

Looking at her best friend and daughter-in-law carefully, Jiang Yaling noticed a trace of strangeness between her eyebrows, and in an instant... Epiphany of everything.

These two...

It's too messy, isn't it?

It must have been the idea of the stinky boy.. Mitsuki would never have done such a thing!

Song Meiyue faced the sharp gaze of her future mother-in-law, feeling a little flustered and ashamed, hurriedly grabbed her arm, and said silently, "Sister... Let's sit down first."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat on the sofa, and at this time, Jiang Qi came over with a fruit bowl and put the cut fruit on the coffee table.

"Mom... Eat some fruit first."

"Mitsuki's parents will be there for a while."

As soon as the voice fell,

Jiang Qi continued, "I'll go to the kitchen to prepare first, and you two sisters will talk."

Looking at the back of her son's departure, Jiang Yaling couldn't help frowning, turned her head to look at her good girlfriend next to her, and asked, "Is my son naughty again?" Drag you to make a baby on the couch?"

「……」

"Sister... You... You..."

Song Meiyue's face suddenly turned red, she hurriedly turned her head sideways, and said embarrassedly and shyly, "Can you be shy? It's too straightforward..."

Words fall,

Pursed his lips and squeaked, "Almost... He wants this, what can I do? 「

"I'm going to beat him up now."

"You wait."

Jiang Yaling stood up abruptly and was about to walk towards the kitchen, but Song Meiyue grabbed her wrist and refused to leave.

"Sister."

"Farewell, farewell."

Song Meiyue tugged on her arm and said helplessly, "In case he loses his temper, it won't be good for a while."

"Hey..."

"You've been wronged."

Jiang Yaling sat back on the sofa, looked at Song Meiyue with distress on her face, held her little hand, patted the back of her hand gently, and said with emotion: "If he makes such excessive demands in the future, don't follow him... Just turn your face with him, and then beat me up."

"Oh..."

Song Meiyue nodded her head delicately.

If he raises again...

Will I refuse? Will I turn my face?

In fact... Actually, I quite like your son like this.

meanwhile

Jiang Yaling looked at the silent Song Meiyue, watching her expression slowly ripple, her eyes gradually became blurred, the more she looked at it, the more wrong it became...

……

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