Domineering uncle and little hot wife

232 You're welcome Thinking of Jimmy's rough life experience, He Nianxi didn't propose to leave at night, and spent the night at Xing's house with a heavy heart.

After the female worker took Jimmy to the room to sleep, He Nianxi sat down in the living room, taking advantage of the presence of Xing Zhenqian and Meng Yue, and told the whole story that Jimmy might be Lan Sheng's son.

Meng Yue was stunned, but saddened, she muttered that she would invite a Feng Shui master to come to the house to have a look tomorrow, why didn't the Xing family have a Feng Shui gathering for children, all the children left one by one, leaving only a few older ones. People have big eyes to small eyes, which is very boring.

The backbone of the family is in a bad mood, so naturally the whole family needs to be surrounded by soft words to comfort him, so tonight's rest time has been delayed for a long time, which is indeed rare in the Xing family with a regular schedule.

However, the result of the family meeting made He Nianxi heave a sigh of relief. Although Meng Yue, who likes children, hopes to raise Jimmy, no one can replace the affection and interdependence between the child and his biological parents. Of course, the Xing family is understandable for this reason.

So the critical moment is the next day's dna test. Meng Yue will personally find an acquaintance to arrange the test, and the test results can be obtained on the spot. If Jimmy is really Lan Sheng's son, it can be regarded as the criminal family's accumulation of reunion. a good fortune.

When he entered the upstairs bedroom, the hour hand was already pointing to 23 o'clock.

He Nianxi was so tired that he didn't even want to take a shower, so while Xing Zhenqian entered the bathroom, he hugged the boat quilt and took the initiative to sleep on the sofa.

He only took off his coat, rolled on the sofa in jeans and a cotton shirt, and wrapped himself in a light and thin quilt into a pancake roll. He felt that Xing's house was really comfortable, and the indoor temperature could be described as spring-like all the year round.

Closing his eyes, sleepiness hit him in waves, and he fell asleep in an instant.

In a daze, it seemed as if he heard Xing Zhenqian shouting in his ear: "Nianxi—get up and take a shower!"

Why take a shower, really, she is almost exhausted, this person really lacks eyesight!

Annoyed, He Nianxi raised his hand and flicked Xing Zhenqian away like a mosquito.

But within 5 minutes, he came again.

This time I didn't call her again, I just lifted a corner of the quilt, dragged her two legs to the edge of the sofa, quickly pulled off the socks, rolled up the trouser legs, and pressed them directly into a basin of hot water.

He Nianxi screamed and sat up, "It's hot!" He accidentally kicked over the sink, causing hot water to drip all over the floor.

Xing Zhenqian looked at the floor and frowned, then glanced at He Nianxi: "I don't know good people!"

He Nianxi looked around with black lines on his face, pretending to be surprised and asking, "Hey, where is the good guy? Why didn't you see him?"

Xing Zhenqian burst out laughing, stretched out a big slap, and rubbed He Nianxi's head, "You just pretend to be a little thing!"

I just said that you are not allowed to rub her head again... What kind of memory does the old man have!

He Nianxi stroked his hair with his fingers, and cast a blank glance at Xing Zhenqian: "I was sleeping soundly, and my feet suddenly felt hot. If I want to let you go, the first reaction must be to kick over the basin, right? I know that I can't empathize with others." !"

"You can think differently—" After looking at the time, Xing Zhenqian took out a mop from the bathroom and prepared to clean the floor by himself. He looked at He Nianxi and smiled bitterly while working: "I'm going to see Lan Sheng, you didn't report to me, why did you forget to put yourself in another place?"

Tsk tsk, let's just say it, this guy is a vengeful man!

Just now downstairs, next to his mother and father, I endured the attack, but now I can't bear it anymore.

Now that the words came here, He Nianxi simply wiped his feet and sat up, leaning on the sofa and asked Xing Zhenqian: "Duan Zhuoyuan's mother is so powerful, can the Public Security Bureau not deal with her?"

Xing Zhenqian put the water-soaked mop into the bucket, wiped his handles, sat down in front of He Nianxi, snapped, and lit a cigarette.

Idlely looking at the little tea pet on the table, spewing out a puff of smoke, said unhurriedly: "The person who the police can't deal with doesn't mean she can get away with it. If she committed a crime, she must be held accountable."

Turning to look at He Nianxi, "Since I have intervened in this matter, I will never let it die halfway, Nianxi, in short - with me, Xing Zhenqian, your parents will never be without a place Revenge!"

When he said that, He Nianxi's gripping heart immediately relaxed a lot.

As long as he is willing to help do things, he will definitely achieve his goal. Xing Zhenqian definitely has this ability.

"Then..." After a moment of hesitation, He Nianxi tentatively said, "Duan Zhuoyuan was also sitting in the car when the accident happened, but his mother was driving the car, and he was just an old man at that time." Is it appropriate for a half-teen-year-old child to be locked up like this now? Will the Duan family appeal?"

Xing Zhenqian took a deep puff of the cigarette, then silently pressed the remaining half into the ashtray.

Suddenly she turned her face and stared at He Nianxi, the emotion in her deep eyes was unclear, and she couldn't see the slightest clue.

It's just that on the corners of his lips, there was already a faint hint of annoyance and a sneer on the surface.

"He Nianxi," he said in a very steady voice, "I can understand that you intend to intercede for Duan Zhuoyuan?"

"How could it be!" He Nianxi was taken aback, and shook his head decisively, "He has shielded the murderer who killed my parents for so many years, why should I intercede for him? I just think that he is not the direct murderer after all, so he was locked up in the Public Security Bureau like that, and Locked several iron gates for protection, in case the Duan family is angered and the matter really turns into a so-called 'international issue', then it will be tricky..."

Xing Zhenqian put his hands under his head, leaned on the sofa in a relaxed manner, and smiled disapprovingly, "Have you been brainwashed by Lan Sheng with these unreliable nonsense tonight? Do you believe those words? ... Read Xi, I remember that I should have said earlier that Duan Zhuoyuan's mother's status in her natal family is extremely embarrassing, and those who set up the government will never stand up and speak for her, stop thinking about it."

"Oh."

He Nianxi nodded, feeling more at ease.

It's rare for her to show such a cute look today, Xing Zhenqian couldn't help but feel a little emotional... How long has it been since he saw the docile appearance of this little woman hiding her paws?

Glancing at her who was sitting upright, she narrowed her eyes, sniffed her nose and asked again: "Aren't you really going to intercede with Duan Zhuoyuan?"

The same question is asked twice, which is a manifestation of extreme distrust of people.

He Nianxi was a little annoyed, and gave him an angry look, "I told you, no!"

The small bump between Xing Zhenqian's eyebrows finally dissipated completely, and he smiled Mimi and said, "It's fine if it's not!"

He patted He Nianxi's calf meaningfully, "I must remind you that Duan Zhuoyuan was locked up not because of a car accident. The car accident was just a reason to arrest him. He was involved in other cases. You must not It's okay to splash some muddy water!"

"Ah?" He Nianxi's eyebrows twitched, "What kind of case can a person like him handle? Could it be a mistake?"

Xing Zhenqian was completely dissatisfied, and said in annoyance, "Enough, don't mention that person again!" He simply leaned over and leaned on He Nianxi's calf, closing his eyes, With a stinky look that you can do nothing to me, she is determined to sleep on He Nianxi's lap.

He Nianxi twitched his legs in a hurry, stretched out his hand to push his head, "Xing Zhenqian, get up for me! Get up quickly!..."

Xing Zhenqian closed his eyes and let out a comfortable snort: "Hold your hand harder, um—this one is strong!"

This guy... Is he enjoying a head massage?

He Nianxi was so angry that her eyebrows turned red, and she tried her best to push and twist, but helplessly, this guy was like using a heavy weight, lying safely on her calf, motionless.

She was in a hurry, but he rolled along the trend, climbed up the pole, and rolled to the bottom of her thigh!

Taking the opportunity, she stretched out her arms, hugged He Nianxi's waist tightly, and giggled: "Who wants you to drive me up!"

The long-lost daughter-in-law's waist is so thin, so soft, so... alluring!

The body of the long-hungry old man immediately ignited raging flames, he was so greedy that he wanted to salivate and pounce on him, his big hands grabbed his slender waist, and he helped the delicate man to sit tremblingly on him, that feeling... Just thinking about it is so frustrating!

However, the daughter-in-law still has anger in her heart, and it won't dissipate for a while, and she can't bear it with the warm and fragrant nephrite. This feeling is really tormenting!

Sigh, what can I do... I have to endure no matter how tortured I am, who wants this stubborn little donkey to be his Xing Zhenqian's own daughter-in-law, he must suffer!

Grinding slowly, playing tug-of-war, I don't believe that the heart of this little stubborn donkey can be softened.

Anyway, he's given himself a vacation now, and he has plenty of time to spend patiently with the little donkey!

Seeing He Nianxi gritted his teeth and wanted to turn his face, Xing Zhenqian reluctantly let go.

With a face full of grievances, he raised his face resentfully and called: "Daughter-in-law—don't you want to? I haven't done it for so many days..."

"Don't call me that!" He Nianxi sighed sternly, "Xing Zhenqian, can you be more conscious? What did we say, you forgot, right?"

Xing Zhenqian sat up, took He Nianxi into his arms, pursed his lips and gave her a loud pat on her forehead, and couldn't help but push the little woman who seriously aroused his thoughts into his arms.

With a cheeky old face, he continued to act shamelessly: "What did we both say? Are you talking about the content of the oath at the wedding? I'm really in a hurry. Do you want me to recite it for you—"

"Xing Zhenqian—" He Nianxi pushed him angrily, "Are you shameless? Let me go!"

"Don't let it go!"

"Let go quickly! If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Don't let go!...Aw!..."

After a scream, Xing Zhenqian unbuttoned his shirt to check his shoulders, sucked in the air and sighed helplessly: "He Nianxi, were you born by a puppy? Are you going to leave another imprint on my shoulder blade?"

He Nianxi resisted the urge to snicker, and gave him a disdainful look: "I can still bite your bones out of teeth marks? Then you are too fragile!"

Xing Zhenqian looked at He Nianxi while buttoning his shirt: "Don't believe me? Shall I show you the evidence?"