A very conventional plot, Sheng's mother called her to her room to give her a jade bracelet. Did she watch too many TV dramas?

"Auntie, I can't accept this gift."

Sheng mother looked at her with a smile, "you just take it, Auntie has no other meaning, just want a little heart."

"Auntie, I really can't take it."

"Here, this is for our daughter-in-law."

"Mom. What's the matter with you? Maybe I'll change it when I'm happy. How much do you have to buy? " Sheng Heping opens the door and reveals his head.

Sheng's mother was angry and glared at him, "what nonsense, I only recognize this daughter-in-law. Your other thoughts will be strangled in the cradle as soon as possible."

Chen ting a listen to this tone, leg scared straight hair soft, she can't come really, can't really rely on to throw off? Quickly to Sheng Heping wink, the guy threw a wink at her, smile like a flower, looking at the poor.

"Mom, I'll take Tingting to my room for a visit. Will you give me some space?"

It's really interesting for the mother and son to talk.

"Can I say no?" Sheng's mother teased him.

Chen Tingting can't help but drag out, and then heard Sheng Heping's words that can blow her lungs, "Mom, do you still want to have a grandson?"

Chen Ting just felt her head buzzing, and her anger ran to her head. She pulled Sheng Heping, who was pickling on the door, with a warning in her sharp eyes: "don't talk!" Then he was dragged into his room and slammed the door.

Sheng Heping's body leaped gently and fell on the soft bed with half of his arms supporting his body. He was staring at Chen ting with his color, "so anxious?"

"I'm in a hurry." In her rage, Chen Ting grabs a vase and throws it at him.

"Stop it!"

Chen Ting is frightened.

"It was the official kiln of the Tang Dynasty. It was sold at auction last month."

Chen Ting gaped at the broken bottle in her hand, did not feel what good ah?

"But it doesn't matter. Since you don't like to drop it, I'll take you to the next auction. As long as you like it, I'll raise my cards!"

Chen Ting rolled her eyes, "you local tyrant!"

"Hehe," chuckled two times and then said, "who makes my wife dislike it? As long as it's something my wife doesn't like, I'll replace it tomorrow."

Chen Ting carefully put the vase back to its original place, raised the corner of her mouth, "I'm sorry, I don't know what your wife likes or dislikes, so I've done everything I should, I'm going to leave."

"Don't go!" In a hurry, Sheng Heping jumped up from the bed and grabbed her wrist. Without a firm foot, they fell down on the carpet together. At the moment of falling down, he did not forget to use his big palm to protect the back of her head.

"Dong!" The sound of, fell down.

Her lips had the fragrance of peach, especially her two red apple like faces, which made people want to see more and kiss more.

"Get out of here I fell a little confused, and it took me a long time to react and struggle. "Rascal, get out of here

The more she scolded, the more comfortable Sheng Heping was listening to. Meng Jian and Meng Jian laughed and looked at her slightly, and her thin lips spat out: "since all of them call me stinky rascal, I have to live up to this title!"

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