flashy wedding

Chapter 131
"Ok!"

Lu Jixiang nodded, opened the refrigerator, and put the fruit in his hand into it.

She thought about it, and couldn't help but leaned closer to her mother again, and asked her secretly: "Mom, do you think my father will embarrass Professor Song too much?"

After hearing this, Mother Lu aimed her eyes at her.

"What, are you distressed?"

"Mom!" Lu Jixiang stomped his feet, embarrassed and annoyed: "What did you say about your daughter!"

"Don't worry, your father knows how to measure!" Mother Lu smiled, looked at the girl's blushing face, and sighed infinitely: "Daughter, you really have grown up!"

Lu Jixiang opened his eyes, looking at Mother Lu for no reason.

Unexpectedly, Lu's mother said: "I know that I love my husband!"

Lu Jixiang was so ashamed that he covered his face and ran back to his bedroom.

Not long after, Song Jincheng also opened the door and walked in.

The girl was sitting at the table, and when she saw the man walk in, she put down the book in her hand.

She looked at the man nervously and asked, "What did my dad tell you?"

"Just chatting casually, didn't say anything!" Song Jincheng answered casually, while looking around the girl's boudoir. Soon, he was attracted by a photo album on the table.

He picked it up, sat on the edge of the bed and looked through it, looking very leisurely.

Lu Jixiang was in a hurry. She stood up from the sofa and asked, "What did my dad say to you?"

"How old is this photo of you?"

The man suddenly made a sound, pointing to a photo and asking her.

Lu Jixiang was taken aback for a moment, then walked over.

She looked down, and immediately replied: "It was my fifth birthday, and the one next to me is my grandma, now, this is my parents, and this is my brother!"

Song Jincheng nodded, and then continued to look through the album.

Lu Jixiang was depressed.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry?"

"What's the hurry?"

Song Jincheng didn't even lift his head, his eyes were all attracted by the little girl in the photo.

What he didn't expect was that when he was a child, Lu Jixiang was quite fat, with two braids and a pink face, which looked like a steamed bun.

Well, now it's getting longer and slimmer!

"You really want to kill me!" Lu Jixiang's voice continued.

Song Jincheng had already turned the last page, he casually put the photo album by the bed, and motioned for the girl to sit beside him.

"what?"

Lu Jixiang hummed angrily, and sat beside him.

Song Jincheng embraced her, lowered his head and smiled, and put his face close to hers.

"It turns out that our little monkey was so cute even when he was a child!" He chuckled lightly, his words full of infinite doting.

Lu Jixiang rolled his eyes straight: "When I was young, I was called fat, not cute!"

"It's cute!"

"..."

"Your parents love you very much and are worried that you will be wronged, so I also promised my father that I will use practical actions to prove that marrying me is the best decision you have ever made in your life!"

"You are so narcissistic!"

"Is not it?"

"Why don't you say that marrying me is the best decision you've ever made in your life?"

"So, I haven't regretted it yet!"

"..."

"Okay, aren't you going to give me a gift?" Song Jincheng let her go, smiling gently: "Little monkey, where is my New Year's gift?"

After hearing this, Lu Jixiang took Joe deliberately: "What's the rush? When we get home, I'll show it to you!"

"Alright!"

Song Jincheng nodded, picked up the photo album next to him again, and prepared to read it again.

At this time, Mother Lu knocked on the door and walked in.

She smiled and said: "I heard from your father, Xiao Song hasn't had lunch yet, right? Do you like dumplings? There are some dumplings at home. Let me order some dumplings for you. How about it?"

Song Jincheng stood up from the bed, nodded with a smile: "Thank you, Mom!"

Mother Lu glanced at Lu Jixiang, and quickly backed out of the door.

Lu Jixiang said: "Why do I think my mother likes you very much?"

"Mother-in-law likes a good son-in-law!" Song Jincheng replied quickly.

Lu Jixiang opened his mouth wide, his beautiful eyes widened: "Professor Song, why do I think you are becoming more and more narcissistic?"

"I'm just stating the facts!"

After eating the dumplings, Song Jincheng and Lu Jixiang left the house.

Along the way, Lu Jixiang held a black plastic bag in his arms, and he refused to give it to Song Jincheng. Instead, he insisted on asking him to guess what gift it was?
Song Jincheng glanced at it twice, and replied without thinking, "Since you made it yourself, it should be something like a towel or scarf!"

Lu Jixiang was stunned, and after a few seconds, he obediently handed in the gift.

"Professor Song, you are really clever!"

Song Jincheng smiled and said nothing. After opening the plastic bag, as expected, it was a light gray woolen scarf.

Song Jincheng took out the scarf, first looked at the four corners of the scarf, and finally confirmed: "You did it!"

"What do you mean?!"

When Lu Jixiang heard it, he stared immediately: "Could it be that you thought I was going to buy a scarf to deceive you?"

"Much like your style!"

Song Jincheng said something, and before the girl got angry, he handed the scarf to her.

Seeing this, Lu Jixiang was slightly startled: "What do you mean?"

"Surround me!"

"Trouble!" Lu Jixiang complained, but after all, he took the scarf from the man with his little hand, and wrapped the scarf around his neck on his toes.

Song Jincheng is wearing a retro plaid wool coat today, which matches well with the light gray scarf that Lu Jixiang gave him, making his luxurious and charming temperament even more attractive.

"Like a college teacher!"

After Lu Jixiang looked around, he finally came to a conclusion.

Song Jincheng held her hand, walked forward, and said helplessly, "Auspicious, I was originally a university teacher!"

"Oh, I almost forgot!"

"..."

After leaving the community, Song Jincheng happened to pass by a jewelry store on his way home with Lu Jixiang.

When the man saw it, for some reason, his heart moved.

He suddenly asked, "Auspicious, what kind of ring do you like?"

Lu Jixiang was concentrating on checking Weibo with her mobile phone, when she heard a man's voice suddenly, she paused, and couldn't help but raised her head to look at him, but her expression was very confused.

"Ah, what did you say?"

Song Mucheng pursed his lips, but didn't speak any more.

"Hello?" Lu Jixiang moved his body, stretched out his hand and pushed him, very depressed: "What did you just say? I didn't pay attention!"

(End of this chapter)