Uncle Sheng Chong: The sweet wife is very sweet and not cute

Chapter 199 Isn't there such a sentence?

Afraid of what Yun Qingrang would say, Xiao Ai quickly hugged his narrow waist and shook him: "Isn't there such a saying? If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of your eyes."

Yun Qingrang was dumbfounded by Xiao Ai, listening to her use of idioms indiscriminately, she didn't know whether to laugh at her misplaced idioms, or to cry that she finally gained another vocabulary.

Unable to refuse, Yun Qingrang had no choice but to hug Xiao Ai, bid farewell to the grandmother, and walked on the way home.

The body temperature of Xiao Ai and Yun Qingrang was even warmer in the cold night, Yun Qingrang supported Xiao Che's buttocks with one hand, and protected her back with the other: "Just tell me when it's cold."

"It's not cold." Xiao Ai was wearing a thick, airtight down jacket, and looked behind her with her small face. There was no cold wind, but it became a little warmer.

The little hand put the sweet potato in the gap between her and Yun Qingrang, and quickly wrapped the long scarf around her neck. When Yun Qingrang didn't react, the scarf was wrapped around her neck thickly twice.

This end of the scarf warmed Xiao Ai's neck, and the other end of the scarf warmed Yun Qingrang's neck. Now, both of them are very warm.

Yun Qingrang finally understood the intention of "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of your eyes", and also knew why his little girl was so persistent in letting him carry her away just now.

The scarf around his neck carried Xiao Ai's body fragrance and warmth, as if it had warmed his heart. Yun Qingrang looked at Xiao Ai with a calm expression, and was moved in his heart. He couldn't help but kissed Xiao Ai's forehead .

Xiao Ai was lowering her head to peel chestnuts, when Yun Qingrang kissed her forehead, raised her head, gave Yun Qingrang a displeased look, and complained with her red lips, "It's colder with water on your face in winter."

Yun Qingrang "..."

The scene that was obviously very warm just now disappeared completely in one sentence.

After peeling a handful of chestnuts, Xiao Ai stopped her moving hand: "Ah! Open your mouth."

Of the six golden chestnuts, Xiao Ai fed Yun Qingrang two, and the other four went into her stomach.

The two hugged each other, eating hot sweet potatoes and chestnuts in their mouths, and they warmed up unconsciously.

After walking for a few minutes, the driver saw them. Xiao Ai and Yun Qingrang sat in the warm car, and the life of drinking northwest wind was truly over.

When we got home, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. Xiao Ai and Yun Qingrang were not hungry for the time being because they ate a few sweet potatoes and chestnuts. He liked to watch but didn't, and followed Yun Qingrang to the door of the room, waiting for him to open the door.

Lifting her eyes slightly, she saw that what Yun Qing stepped aside seemed to be the door of Xiao Ai's house, and Xiao Ai just wanted to say: It was opened by mistake.The door is opened.

In the room, it was pitch black, quiet and deserted.

Xiao Ai walked in first, changed her shoes, walked to the switch in the living room, and just wanted to turn on the light——

"what……"

A loud cry came from behind, so frightened that Xiao Ai's hand that turned on the light trembled and slid down, the light flickered in the darkness for a moment, and then returned to the darkness.

After calming down, Xiao Ai understood that it was her elder sister who was scaring her just now.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!" Before Xiao Ai could recover, the second wave of birthday surprises began again, with the English version of happy birthday mixed in Song.

Surrounded by the crowd, Wang Ning walked over holding a cake with candles on it. There was a number seven on the candle, which indicated that Xiao Ai was 17 years old this year.

(End of this chapter)