I'm covered by this scholar

Chapter 227

After dinner, Rong Yi cleaned the pot.

Qiao Yi sat on the sofa and sighed: "When you marry a wife, you should marry a good man, and when you marry a husband, you should marry a good man! A man like Rong Dashen is a high-quality man in the eyes of thousands of women in society."

Tang Shi knocked on the computer and said calmly: "Is it still necessary to put it in the society?"

If he was in school, he didn't always look like he refused to be thousands of miles away, and there were not a few girls who were crazy about Bo Li.

Rong Yi finished washing the pot and sat down beside Tang Shi.

Tang Shi raised her eyes and glanced: "Aren't you going home?"

Rong Yi smiled slightly: "It's not too late to go back before going to bed." The opposite door is convenient, it's better not to go back.

Tang Shi looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Why don't you tell Auntie tomorrow, and live here directly from now on."

Rong Yi nodded immediately: "This proposal is very good."

Tang Shi collected her expression and glanced at him.

If you just climb a pole, do you still want to go to the sky?

Rong Yi laughed lowly, his brows and eyes seemed to be dyed with brilliance.Ruyu's face looked even more handsome against the light.With Zhanyan chuckling, everything will be eclipsed.

Tang Shi sighed secretly in his heart, what a monster!
Rong Yaoxie sat next to Tang Shi for a while, and when Tang Zhao came out with his homework, he immediately became a tutor with winks.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening, when there were always footsteps outside the door, that Rong Yi got up and said he wanted to go home.

Tang Shi's gaze followed Rong Yi all the time, when Rong Yi opened the door, she immediately caught a strange figure outside.She didn't look back until Rong Yi closed the door again.

The person outside the door is Rong Yi's mother, right?

Tang Shi pursed her lips and smiled, then lowered her head again.

……

Rong Yi opened the door of his own house, and said in a low voice: "I thought you had the key." Mei Yuting stared at Rong Yi, but said nothing.

It wasn't until entering the door that Mei Yuting sneered: "When I went out at noon, did I tell you that I didn't bring the key and asked you to leave the door for me for dinner?"

A touch of embarrassment floated on Rong Yi's face, but it disappeared after a while.

"Mom, I was wrong. I promise there will be no next time. Are you still hungry? I'll go and make you something to eat now."

"It's alright, alright, don't mess around." Mei Yuting was angry and funny at the same time, "I ate outside."

Rong Yi said flatteringly: "Mom, what do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll make it for you in advance, so that you can have delicious food as soon as you get home."

Mei Yuting looked at her son, who was always indifferent, and suddenly became playful and cheerful, and couldn't help but feel a little rejoiced and also a little disappointed.

Fortunately, he finally had normal emotions like a child.What was disappointing was that it was another woman who made him make all these changes.

Hey, I can't help my mother!

Mei Yuting leaned on the sofa, sighed, "No need, I will rest at home tomorrow."

Seeing this, Rong Yi immediately came over to beat Mei Yuting's shoulders, and asked secretly, "Then shall I go home for dinner tomorrow?"

Mei Yuting glared at him: "Why don't we go to the opposite side?"

Rong Yi smiled and didn't answer.

Mei Yuting had no choice but to say: "Tomorrow I will cook a table, you invite Tang Shi over, and we will eat together."

Rong Yi smiled happily: "Of course it's the best. The dishes cooked by my mother are beyond my reach."

Being praised by her son's rare meal, Mei Yuting was very grateful in her heart, and the little bit of taste before disappeared without a trace.

She sat for a while, and became interested in Tang Shi again: "You have to tell me in advance, what does Tang Shi like to eat?"

　Perhaps the stability of the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law lies in the attitude of the man as husband and son to the greatest extent... feel free to feel.

　　I'm so tired recently, I don't have any saved manuscripts, and I will get up and write the rest tomorrow.

　　Good night Pippi fish.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)