Chapter 1291 - Cultivating Feelings
Lin Wanqiong looked at this son with a look of self-admiration and intoxication, and the corners of her eyebrows twitched.
She also feels strange as a mother, other people's sons go to the army, it doesn't take a summer, three days, and the iron is like a black briquette.
But this son of her family, who was born white and tender, has been in the military region for more than 20 years, and he is white and tender, with red lips and white teeth, like a little girl!
"Su Zhilian, you honestly explain to your mother, did you secretly go to the beauty salon?" Lin Wanqiong couldn't bear it anymore, and finally asked.
Otherwise, she really can't think of a new species that can compete with ultraviolet rays!!
Su Zhilian was originally propped up on the sofa with one hand, holding his chin and thinking about it, but he was unexpectedly questioned by his own mother, and when he left the shock, he screamed, "Mom! What are you talking about! That's where women go, I'm a rough old man, what are you doing there?! ”
Rough? Lin Wanqiong picked up Su Zhilian's white and tender little face, and asked viciously, "Are you still rough?" It's more tender than a skinned egg! ”
"Ouch, Mom, you let go...... It hurts! ”
"Say! Did you steal my mask? ”
"How can I have that fetish! Don't you know your own son! ”
……
Looking at the way the second brother and his mother were arguing, Su Xiangxiang shook his head and laughed.
When she turned around, her father was still talking on the phone on the balcony, and the smile on his face was very strong, and she could vaguely hear a sentence, "Since this is the case, then the wedding date should be set as soon as possible." Okay, it's all up to Huo Lao's arrangement! ”
The smile on Su Xiangxiang's lips paused for a moment, and then returned to normal.
Well, that's it.
Everyone was happy.
When she took a deep breath and looked back, she suddenly looked at the big brother's wrinkled eyes.
was slightly stunned at first, and then raised his eyes and smiled at him.
Over there, Su Jiangong also finished the call, and when he came back, he saw a family making a mess, and scolded lightly, "Zhilian! Why did you make your mom angry again?! ”
Having said that, Su Jiangong still walked over with a smile and joined them.
"I don't have it, Dad! Mom said I used her mask! You say I'm a hard-blooded man, what the hell do you do with that Rausch thing?! Su Zhilian was about to flee to the corner of the sofa, but Lin Wanqiong still held on to him, "Son, men also pay attention to their appearance now, if you use it, tell your mother, don't be embarrassed." ”
"I really don't!" Su Zhilian looked grief-stricken, why couldn't he say it clearly?
Seeing that he never admitted it, Lin Wanqiong moved to look at Su Jiangong like a rescuer, "Jiangong, did you say?" ”
Hearing this, Su Jiangong looked at his second son seriously, and after a moment, he nodded, "Thanks to Zhilian's long girl, our third child can give birth to Xiangxiang." ”
Su Zhilian, "......"
Oh, dear parents.
When Lin Wanqiong heard this, she felt that it was the same, so she simply left Su Zhilian and turned her head to look at Su Xiangxiang, "It's still our Xiangxiang that looks good." ”
"Xiangxiang, the wedding date will be set soon, you will go to the Huo family more in the past two days, and you will also meet Old Man Huo and Huo Ting, and cultivate some feelings." Su Jiangong said.
"Okay." Su Xiangxiang nodded obediently.
Here, Su Zhilian finally escaped from the clutches of the devil, rubbed a lump of meat on his cheeks, and turned around to look at his eldest brother, his face full of envy, "Brother, why don't you say I can't be like you, black like a briquette?" ”
In exchange for Su Zhihang's extremely indifferent sentence, "Get out." ”