flashy wedding

Chapter 130 All His Affection (5)
Lu's mother took Lu Jixiang to pick vegetables slowly.

Lu Jixiang doesn't have many requests, anyway, as long as it is meat, she basically likes it.

Mother Lu suddenly thought of something, and she asked, "When you and Xiao Song are at home, which one of you cooks?"

"Of course it's him!"

Lu Jixiang answered without hesitation. When it came to this matter, she was quite depressed: "But he forces me to eat vegetables every day. It's not like you don't know, the thing I hate the most is vegetables!"

After hearing this, Lu's mother nodded with a smile: "Just be content, girl, I've been with your father for the rest of my life. If I wasn't too busy with work now, do you think he would be willing to cook at home?"

Lu Jixiang hummed: "But I don't know how to cook!"

"It's not because you know how to cook, but because you found a good husband!" Mother Lu said while picking tomatoes, "If Xiao Song doesn't want to cook, you still have to learn how to cook in the end." Cooking with cooking?"

"cut!"

Lu Jixiang raised his chin, and said angrily: "He was cooking at the beginning, but now the family has hired a nanny, and the cooking and cooking are all done by the nanny!"

Lu's mother was not surprised. After she paid for the food, she led the people forward.

"Xiao Song's job is not easy, it would be more convenient to hire a nanny at home!"

"Mom!" Lu Jixiang exclaimed: "Why do you always help Professor Song speak? I am your daughter!"

"What kind of virtue are you, I still need to help you talk?" Mother Lu gave her a glare, then walked quickly to the raw meat section, planning to buy a duck for stewing soup.

Lu Jixiang was full of depression, and slowly followed behind his mother.

Inadvertently, she saw a woman knitting a sweater sitting in front of the vegetable stall.

A thought suddenly popped into her mind - Song Jincheng had given her many things before, but she hadn't given him anything yet, and now the Chinese New Year is coming, should she prepare something for that man?

So, she told Mother Lu her thoughts.

After hearing this, Mother Lu shook her head: "You still want to knit a sweater with your patience? Let's go dreaming!"

Lu Jixiang was in a hurry, she said: "I, I will not knit a sweater at all, I, I can knit something else!"

"What do you want to knit?" Mother Lu asked her.

Lu Jixiang thought and thought, and finally choked out a few words: "Knit a scarf!"

"..."

In the evening, Lu Jixiang took a needle, sat on the sofa and knit a scarf earnestly!

She stole a laziness and picked the largest needle and the thickest woolen thread, in order to knit a scarf in the shortest time.

She chose light gray wool thread, and when the fine fluff slipped across the skin, it gave people a particularly comfortable feeling.

At around nine o'clock, she received a call from Song Jincheng asking when she would be going home?
"You don't need to pick me up tonight, I want to sleep with my mother!"

Lu Jixiang made up lies very smoothly, and almost didn't even stutter.

However, a certain man was not happy.

"How old are you, and you still want to sleep with your mother?" Song Jincheng said displeased, but he was thinking in his heart, even if he wanted to sleep, he should sleep with him!

"Why can't I sleep with my mother?" Lu Jixiang retorted unhappily after hearing this: "No matter how old I am, I will always be my mother's little padded jacket!"

"..."

"Come and pick me up tomorrow, and I will give you a New Year's gift then!" When it came to the topic of New Year's gift, Lu Jixiang couldn't help laughing, and his voice became much lighter: "I promise you will then Very happy!"

After hearing this, Song Jincheng asked back, "How did you know I would be happy?"

"Because I made it with my own hands!" Lu Jixiang said it outright.

But after she finished speaking, she immediately regretted it again!

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "A gift you made yourself? What would you do?"

"Don't talk to me, hang up!"

After Lu Jixiang finished speaking, he hung up the phone hastily.

On the other side, listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Song Jincheng was helpless.

Pei Qian was sitting in the passenger seat, seeing his friend's expression, and smiled narrowly: "Why, your wife isn't coming home tonight?"

"Yes!"

Song Jincheng replied with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "She said she would give me some New Year's gift, and asked me to pick her up tomorrow!"

Pei Qian frowned, a little puzzled: "These women are so troublesome. They have to set a time limit for giving a gift. They want to be romantic or mysterious all day long. It's driving people crazy!"

Hearing what his friend said, Song Jincheng couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Are you looking for a girlfriend?"

"..." Pei Qian kept his mouth shut and didn't speak.

Song Jincheng didn't mind, he turned the car from the intersection and drove in another direction in an instant.

Seeing Pei Qian, he sat up straight from his seat almost immediately.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?"

"Go back to the office!" Song Jincheng answered simply.

"What is the organization doing? Ah, I want to go home!" Pei Qian yelled, he must have thought of something, and he went crazy: "Song Jincheng, you workaholic, your wife is going to stay up late to work if you don't go home, right? Hey , you hurry up and stop for me, I don’t want to accompany you back, that crazy woman is still waiting for me there!”

"To shut up!"

At noon on the second day, Lu Jixiang heard the doorbell ring. After opening the door herself, she found Song Jincheng standing outside.

"You are late!"

She complained and brought slippers for the man.

"I was delayed by something on the way."

While explaining, Song Jincheng handed the fruit in his hand to the girl and asked, "Where are the parents?"

"Dad is watching TV, and my mother is washing dishes!" Lu Jixiang whispered, and at the end, she winked at Song Jincheng again: "Professor Song, my dad already knows what your family does, but he seems to have been Not very happy, you have to be careful!"

"it is good!"

Song Jincheng nodded and patted the girl's little head.

However, he felt that it was not enough, so he put his big hands on the girl's waist, lowered his head and wanted to kiss her.

"What are you doing!"

Lu Jixiang scolded in a low voice, tilting his head to avoid him.

Song Jincheng smiled lightly, turned the girl's head directly, and kissed her without any explanation.

A few minutes later, Lu Jixiang went back to the kitchen with fruits in his hands, while Song Jincheng went to the living room, ready to accept the old man's teaching.

Mother Lu was washing the dishes, and when she saw the girl coming in, she asked casually, "Is Xiao Song here?"

(End of this chapter)