While Huo Chizhou was thinking about the storm, Song Qingyue walked out of the master bedroom with his parents. Song Qingyue's cheeks were still flushed, and she didn't know if Huo Chizhou had heard what they said about the marriage.

The master bedroom and the kitchen are so far away, you shouldn't have heard it, right?

I just kissed him last night, and today I am thinking about recruiting a son-in-law.

It's going so fast!

"Uncle, aunt, Qing, Qingyue." Huo Chizhou greeted him and greeted: "Yam pumpkin millet porridge has been boiled, let's drink a bowl to pad my stomach first?" ”

The scheming villain silently replaced the "chairman" with the "uncle".

Uncle Song will be his father in the future!

Song Chenghong blew through his nostrils, yo, now he will change his name to uncle? Didn't he still look like a thief just now, for fear that they would blow him out?

Silly! It's so silly!

Disgust is disgust, Song Chenghong still didn't refuse Huo Chizhou to call him "uncle" in the end, and nodded slightly coldly.

"Well, I just didn't eat in the morning."

Speaking of this, I remembered Feng Jinchen's extremely gloomy face, that bastard boy caused him to sleep well, and he didn't have time to eat a bite of food.

Alas, in comparison, Huo Chizhou is much more pleasing to the eye.

Song Chenghong is really scared, he no longer wants to find a man with a family background for his baby daughter, it is better to recruit a poor little like Huo Chizhou to come in and have a baby, it's a big deal to go to the father and keep the son, this surnamed Huo can grab it?

Under the backdrop of his peers, Huo Chizhou's image in Song Chenghong's heart was a little better.

"Come, wife, Yueyue, let's taste Xiao Huo's porridge."

Song Chenghong pulled his wife and children to sit down, and the villain who tried to kidnap other people's daughters was busy helping them with spoons to make porridge, turned around and went into the kitchen to prepare the dishes.

He must behave well!

"It's barely okay." Song Chenghong tasted a mouthful of porridge, looking unsatisfied, but the chopsticks in his hand did not stop, and he ate the porridge in the bowl with two side dishes.

It's a stomach-nourishing porridge, this young man has a heart.

"Uncle, do you want another bowl?" Huo Chizhou paid attention to the movement on the dining table, and when he saw Song Chenghong's bowl at the bottom, a "boom" flashed to him.

Song Chenghong waved his hand: "No." ”

He also had to leave some room for the lunch that the kid had prepared.

This is his test of this guy! It's not so easy to be with his Song Chenghong's baby daughter, heh.

Back then, he spent a lot of effort to marry his daughter-in-law home, Huo Chizhou must not be so easy.

"Uncle, go sit on the couch." Huo Chizhou didn't sense the deep resentment from his future father-in-law, and diligently led Song Chenghong, who had finished breakfast first, into the living room, "I'll go make a pot of tea." ”

When Huo Chizhou finished making tea and cutting fruits, Hua Wanying also finished drinking porridge and was sitting beside Song Chenghong.

Huo Chizhou carefully put the tea and fruits away.

"Uncle, aunt, please drink tea, and fruit."

Song Chenghong still said "um" arrogantly, only Hua Wanying said with a smile: "Hard work, Xiao Huo." ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard, it's supposed to be."

Huo Chizhou was flattered, he didn't even dare to think that they would give him a chance to pursue her, but he didn't expect that not only did they not throw him out, but they were willing to let him be with her.

He must not fail to live up to the trust they place in him!

Huo Chizhou returned to the kitchen full of energy, and Song Qingyue just received the dishes into the sink.

"Qing, Qingyue!" Huo Chizhou hurriedly strode forward and snatched the dishes in her hand, "I'll wash it, you go talk to your uncle and aunt." ”

Oops, how can you get her to wash the dishes?

Her hands should be in the laboratory to handle all kinds of precision instruments, not to clean these greasy and dirty dishes and chopsticks, just leave it all to him. He has rough skin and thick flesh, and he is not afraid at all.

Also, her hands are so white and soft, how can she do such rough work as washing dishes?

Song Qingyue didn't rob him, and leaned lightly against the stove.

In his previous life, he and Feng Jinchen were married for three years, not to mention rushing to do housework, even if she was sick and lying in bed, Feng Jinchen's wolf-hearted scum was unwilling to pour her a glass of warm water, and Aunt Ren put her mother-in-law's score for her to wear small shoes from time to time.

Fortunately, the Feng family has a nanny to share the housework, and she is not a reluctant and obedient character, otherwise sooner or later she will be tossed into a resentful wife by their mother and son.

Song Qingyue looked at Huo Chizhou intently.

If it were him, he wouldn't let her be wronged, right? In fact, she could feel that he really cared about her, but she wasn't quite sure whether he was grateful or adored for her feelings.

Huo Chizhou, who was working hard to wash the dishes, sensed Song Qingyue's hot gaze and blushed his handsome face.

Ah! Uncle and aunt are still there!

It's so embarrassing!

Looking back, she really has him in her heart, you see, she will take his hand, hug his waist, put her arms around his neck, touch the tips of his ears, praise him for laughing beautifully, and say that he is talented and intelligent in front of so many people at the press conference......

Ahhh It turns out that she has liked him for a long time!

She had never done anything to any other man, he was completely different in her heart, he was so stupid that he didn't even notice it.

He felt so happy!

Song Qingyue on the side suddenly chuckled, raised his hand and pinched Huo Chizhou's earlobe, which was so red that it almost dripped.

No matter what the future holds, at least for now, the man who washes the dishes in front of the stove has her eyes full of eyes.

If you don't love it, let it go.

After experiencing a failed relationship, Song Qingyue was tired of being indifferent and vicious to the man in the city, so she liked Huo Chizhou's innocent and passionate type.

Although the author writes in the novel that he is a crazy and twisted villain, he doesn't look like it at all.

Huo Chizhou is not distorted.

Song Qingyue rubbed his earlobe, and sure enough, the ear gradually became redder and redder, gradually spreading to his face.

He's the simplest.

Song's father and mother in the living room: "......"

No, did the daughter forget that they existed? This is an open kitchen, so blatantly touching Huo Chizhou's ears? Teasing Huo Chizhou in front of them? When they can't see?

Alas, the female university is not staying.

"Cough-" Song Chenghong coughed extremely exaggeratedly with an old face, afraid that Song Qingyue would not hear it, and "cough cough" several times.

Come out! Come out!

Song Qingyue knew that Father Song was reminding her, and remembered what he said not to help Huo Chizhou, so she got up and walked to the living room.

After taking two steps, Song Qingyue paused.

"Chi Zhou."

"Huh?" Huo Chizhou's eyes gathered on Song Qingyue's body when he heard this.

Song Qingyue smiled: "Come on." ”

"Hmm." Huo Chizhoujun's face flushed.

He'll do his best.

Certain!