"Your brother can make a lot of money, though."

"But after all, he is young, has experienced very little, and is not calm enough."

"Little Poetry is a full eight years older than him."

"Let's not talk about whether there is a generation gap."

"Let's talk about the child."

"Xiao Shi will be an advanced maternal age in a few years."

"When the time comes, it will be difficult to have children."

"But in a few years, can your brother become mature and be a good father?"

Makes sense.

However, one question has to be raised.

It seems that all mothers, seeing that their sons always treat him as a child, think that he is not mature enough.

So, even though Jiang Cheng is 22 years old, he has also earned a lot of money, which is much better than boys of the same age.

But his mother still thinks he's not mature enough.

In fact, this also has a lot to do with Jiangcheng.

Because he was always away from home, he had less contact with his family.

Therefore, it is normal for his mother to have this kind of thought.

However, the poem whispers to say a few words for the boy he likes.

"The city is much more mature now."

"Cook for me every day."

"Live broadcast at night, and go to his career during the day."

"Compared to his peers, he is already very good."

"He is your son, and don't you know what he is like?"

My girlfriends have said so.

What else can Jiangcheng's mother say?

I can only sigh and change the subject.

┐(・o・)┌

Such scenes are all too common.

Jiang Cheng's father and his sister both supported him to be with Shi Qingyu.

Only his mother didn't support it.

Maybe girlfriends care about girlfriends.

I always want my girlfriend to find a good family, and I can't stand the grievances.

That's why I attach so much importance to it.

But fortunately, Jiangcheng's mother did not prevent him from interacting with the poem softly.

Otherwise, how could his mother allow him to live with Shi Qingyu.

You must know that if a man and a woman live together, it is equivalent to getting married once.

"I'll go get some drinks in the kitchen."

Leaving a sentence, Shi stood up softly and walked to the kitchen with his slippers.

Waited so long.

It's finally time to start sneaking around.

Hey~~~

(✧◡✧)

The kitchen of Jiang Cheng's house is open-plan.

It stands to reason that the living room can see the kitchen.

But the location of the refrigerator is in the corner.

When a person sits in the living room, he can't see that side.

It's just the right thing for her to do.

"Ahem~~~"

The poem whispers deliberately make subtle sounds.

Successfully attracted Jiang Cheng's attention.

Yo he~~~

Auntie is impatient.

I even want to make a small move now.

My aunt is here, so he naturally can't admit it.

Sneaking a peek into the living room.

Make sure Mom didn't look this way.

Jiang Cheng pretended to be calm and walked to the refrigerator in the corner.

Ouch~~~

I haven't found it~~~

The two in the corner giggled.

The active poem whispered and opened her little hand, looking like she wanted to hug it.

The crooked little head gave Jiang Cheng a cute face.

Jiang Cheng, who was heartbroken, took a step forward and hugged the poem softly into his arms.

The woman is well-behaved.

The little hand hugged Jiang Cheng's waist hard.

Stick your soft body tightly.

The softness on his chest was not stuffy at all, but it made Jiang Cheng's heart ape.

He looked down, and she looked up.

The two looked at each other.

The smile in his eyes was so thick that he wanted to melt away.

No one laughed out loud.

Quietly feel the heartbeat of the drum in my heart.

They cowered in the corner.

Mom and Dad and my sister are sitting in the living room.

The feeling of sneakiness stimulated the nerves of the two.

Let them hold tighter and tighter.

At home, while my mother is not paying attention, I get tired of her best friend.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

The big hand behind the woman's back is getting harder and harder.

I can't wait to press the poem into his arms.

From zero distance to negative distance.

Hey~~~

(づ｡ ◕ᴗᴗ◕｡ )づ

What's even more powerful is the poetry whispering.

Just now, my best friend also said that she couldn't be with Jiang Cheng.

But what about now?

She is under her best friend's nose, molesting her best friend's son.

What can my girlfriend do with her?

What can't I do!!

The best friend still doesn't want to, so let her still be with her son.

No!!!

She's going to !!

And she has to molest her son.

Hee-hee-hee~~~

What do you mean by that?

Fire prevention, anti-theft and anti-girlfriend.

Indeed, it is an anti-girlfriend.

But her anti-girlfriend is different.

Others defend their girlfriends and worry that their girlfriends will snatch their boyfriends.

And what about her?

should be worried that his girlfriend has taken away his son.

It's not too exciting, okay?

It made her whole body go limp.

Softly stuck to Jiang Cheng's body.

I can't wait to turn into a puddle of water.

o((*^▽^*))o

"Little Shi, help me get a glass of orange juice."

"Okay."

The two reluctantly parted.

The probe poked his head and glanced at it.

After making sure that it was safe, Jiang Cheng calmly walked out and continued to cook. br>

After a few seconds, Shi Qingyu also walked out with two glasses of orange juice.

Who would have thought that the two of them hugged so tightly in it just now.

No!

One person guessed it.

That is Jiang Cheng's old sister, Jiang Yun.

Gossip is a girl's instinct.

The gossip of the elder brother, she is more interested.

I noticed that the poem whispered so calmly.

Jiang Yun didn't believe that they were that simple.

So he took out his phone and planned to ask.

The phone vibrates slightly.

Poetry whispered to pick it up and take a look.

Yo, it's coming so fast.

[Jiang Yun]: Did my aunt do bad things with my brother just now?

[Poetry whispering]: Yes.

[Jiang Yun]: Holding hands or snorting?

[Poetry whispering]: Just hug it.

[Jiang Yun]: How do you feel?

[Poetry whispering]: Very exciting, very cool.

[Jiang Yun]: Hey, ~~~~~~

It's not easy.

It seems that my aunt is also a love brain.

And look like that.

It should be the aunt who took the initiative to send it to the door.

In this way, my brother's lifelong event is complete.

When the time comes, I don't know what kind of expression my mother will have.

Astound?

Confused?

Be dumbfounded?

.....

.

Hahaha~~~~~~

(-^o^-)

It was busy for most of the hour.

Jiang Cheng got a large table of sumptuous dishes.

Smelling the scent, the whole family sat down.

As a former chef, Jiangcheng's mother naturally ordered a few words.

"I can't see it, I have two hands."

"Mom, you'll know what it means to be delicious if you try it."

"Don't talk big, I'll be slapped in the face later."

The letter was suspicious, and Jiangcheng's mother clipped a chopstick.

The delicacy jumped on the tip of her tongue, and Jiangcheng's mother exclaimed in surprise.

"This dish is not bad, it is as good as me."

"If it's delicious, you can eat more."

Mom is also so hard-mouthed.

What does it mean to have her level?

It's obviously much better than what she makes.

However, as an old mother, how can she easily admit defeat in front of her son?

It is not allowed to drop.

The dog food class has started: falling in love is a matter of two people, but marriage is a matter of two families, so you must be cautious!