Doting wife self-marriage

Chapter 452 The time is quiet (23)
"Whose phone call is so disgusting, Mo..."

One of them imitated Zhou Yan's tone just now, but he was a little far behind Zhou Yan's level, so he couldn't be more disgusting. Zhou Yan stroked his stylish hair, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and looked sideways. Everyone glanced at him and said with a smile: "A friend, don't call me these few days, I'm not free."

Seeing his flirtatious appearance, everyone felt blind, what he said was not that important.

The next day, the capital.

Sure enough, it was an inch of land and a piece of sky. Su Zimo felt the cool cloudy sky in the capital, and he felt comfortable all over. The sky above his head was gray and heavy. It has started to rain again in the capital these days. What do you like most in summer?
It just rains from time to time.

"Ink."

As soon as they met, Zhou Yan gave Su Zimo a warm hug. His figure was slender, at least that's how he felt under the wrapping material, while Su Zimo looked much stronger. Two tall and handsome men hug each other, one of them still has a sweet smile on his face, that face is really unforgettable, while the other one just smiles lightly, but it can also be seen It turned out that his treatment of this man was unusual.

In an instant, in an instant, a series of images formed in the head of the rotten girl, attacking up and down, thinking about it makes people's blood spurt, and the imagination brings excitement.

"Ah Yan, I want to ask you a favor."

Su Zimo stated his purpose as soon as he got in the car. He didn't beat around the bush and say some polite opening remarks. This kind of directness may be a bit unacceptable to others, but Zhou Yan is an outlier, so he admires Su Zimo very much. .

This kind of appreciation is only after getting to know each other, and with the deepening of communication, he will have such a view.

Zhou Yan smiled, and said domineeringly: "Say, I will definitely help!"

When the two met, they got into the topic without even saying hello. After Su Zimo said his request, Zhou Yan heard that it was not difficult. He just wanted to find out where he lived, and he was still a person of some status. , it would be easier to check. Although Su Zimo was not surprised to see him agreeing, he was also grateful because they hadn't seen each other for half a year because of his kindness. Indifferent people also chat with relish.

What he asked Zhou Yan to help was to check the address of the Song family. As for why he asked Zhou Yan to check, don't you think it would be easier?When he was in Baicheng, he also wanted to go to Ji's house to ask Uncle and Aunt Ji, but he was afraid that if he didn't answer, he would see disapproval and defensiveness in their eyes.

No matter who it is now, no one would approve of him looking for Weiran, although this is just his own wishful thinking.

After finishing her work, Aunt Zhen came out to talk with Wei Ran, and taught her how to knit a sweater. The Song family's work is not busy, she doesn't need to stay in the kitchen all the time, and the wife told her She can also watch TV or something while sleeping, but she will definitely feel sleepy just watching TV, so she simply brought some wool and long wooden needles for knitting sweaters to pass the time.

She originally wanted to do cross-stitch, but looking at it hurts her eyes. At her age, the dense needles and threads make her dizzy. She thought it would be better to knit sweaters. It looks like that hand should be very hot.

Weiran also mentioned this to her two days ago out of interest, and Aunt Zhen was also happy to teach her, so she took advantage of her lunch break to teach her a little bit after getting up. Now that her stomach is getting bigger, she doesn’t need to practice yoga, after all, there are no professional teachers Guidance, if she is inflexible and hurts somewhere, she will really regret it.

When she was in the primary stage, she still watched Aunt Zhen demonstrate needle by needle, but there was another reason because her hands were still not good. Rest for about two months.

"What is this doing?"

Weiran's expression brightened, and he looked towards the entrance according to his prestige, and saw Song Chenyi who was carrying a briefcase with a smile on his face. He also glanced curiously at the semi-finished product in Aunt Zhen's hand, and walked towards her .

Aunt Zhen saw that her young master came back, she wanted to move a seat and give up sitting next to Wei Ran, so as to make room for him, but Song Chenyi waved his hand, put the briefcase on the sofa, and sat down politely go.

"Young master, this is knitting. These are wool. It is estimated that few people know how to knit their own sweaters now. My niece bought the wool from Tmall. I just knit to pass the time when I have nothing to do. "

She explained it in detail enough, but Song Chenyi naturally knew what it was when he looked at it closely. When he was a child, he remembered that his mother didn't know how to do it, but the second aunt knew how to weave it for several of their juniors.

In fact, just looking at Aunt Zhen's technique without practice, Weiran doesn't know if she has learned it, but she feels that after watching it for so long, it seems that she only repeats those few movements. To be honest, her mother Chen Siqi doesn't seem to know how to do this.

After Song Chenyi glanced at her, he stopped paying attention to Aunt Zhen's hand, but stared at Weiran habitually. Once this habit is formed, it is hard to change. As long as there is her place, he feels that others are nothing. Interesting.

Sensing the overly focused gaze on the other side, Weiran's natural smile froze at the corners of her mouth, her pretty face was a little awkward, Aunt Zhen was still there, should this man stare at her like a dog staring at a bone.

After the eyes of the two people met briefly in the air, Weiran moved away in an instant, perhaps feeling the excessive pressure from the two eyes on the opposite side, and the absent-mindedness of the young lady next to her, Aunt Zhen took the Putting the tool into a cloth bag, he stood up with it in his hands, and suddenly said: "Oh, I forgot to stew the fish I bought yesterday. I'll go now. Dinner will be ready soon."

"..."

Looking at the back of Aunt Zhen walking fast, the corners of Wei Ran's mouth couldn't help twitching, it seemed that they also mentioned the fish just now, Aunt Zhen said it was braised in soy sauce, she wanted to see it later, so what happened to it? It's soup?
The light bulb walked away knowingly, Song Chenyi looked at Weiran's staring eyes, smiled gently, and waved to her, signaling her to go over.

This appearance... without speaking... makes people feel too mysterious.

However, Weiran still stood up and walked over. When she leaned over, Song Chenyi stretched his arms around her, looking at her belly with black eyes like ink, and hooked the corners of his lips happily, his handsome face was full of joy. It's a smile like a spring breeze, this smile really makes people happy and worrying.

"I always thought you were weird."

She held the man's elegant and handsome face in her white slender hands, looked up and down slightly, and then appraised, nodding as she spoke, to show that her judgment was correct, Song Chenyi looked at her serious and pretty face with gentle eyes, flirtatiously There is a bit of seriousness in it, and the cuteness is cute, but it is also very charming, at least, it suits his appetite.

(End of this chapter)