Fall in love with kissing you

Every time she saw Chu Qing, she asked Yan Siyuan for fear that their feelings were not harmonious. Now, it just reassured her.

The Secretary of foresight, Chu Qing, was perfunctory about his attitude in two or three sentences. He didn't like it, but he was still calm.

Chu Qing got out of bed and looked everywhere for slippers. She was bending over to look at the bottom of the bed. A pair of children's shoes were handed to her feet, and her hand gave a slight meal.

"Thank you."

Chu Qing took it from Yan Siyuan's hand and dragged it a few times. The man didn't let go, and his eyebrows and eyes were stained with a little thin anger.

"What do you want to do?"

She was so afraid of this man that she would kiss and bite as soon as she said it.

Yan Siyuan's long and narrow eyes were warm and moist under the soft light halo, and there was no stabbing coldness. His face was sparse and bright. He didn't speak coldly, "are you going to go out to dinner with me with such a cold face?"

Chuqing narrowed her eyes. "What's wrong? You didn't provoke it!"

She can't hold her breath. Just now, she mistakenly thought that during the dream, the man knew the truth, but he still made plans. Is it fun to tease her?

Yan Siyuan hooked his lips, "you can't do this. We kissed in front of your mother just now. In the twinkling of an eye, we went out and fell apart again. What do you want your mother to think?"

What else can I think? I must wipe tears and ask her if she quarreled with Siyuan and turned her face.

Chu Qing could think of 10000 tearful questioning scenes of her mother with her toes. She sighed with a headache.

"Hum, it bothers you like this?"

Yan Si was far from convinced. He took the slippers and put them on Chu Qing's feet one by one. Chu Qing wanted to shrink back, so the man glanced coldly.

"Don't move! I'm trying to adapt you!"

He clapped his hands, stood up, conveniently picked up Chu Qing, rolled his long arm and put his arm around the woman's slender waist. He felt Chu Qing's whole body become stiff. He seemed to say unintentionally, "Alas, your mother was very happy just now."

Chu Qing finally knows what Yan Siyuan's so-called "adaptation" is.

In order not to make Yun Qinghua suspicious, she must adapt to Yan Siyuan's various intimate behaviors towards her.

They've even done their closest things, and they're afraid of these physical contacts?

Chu Qing gave himself several psychological hints, and the body gradually relaxed.

Yan Siyuan noticed that he hugged the woman with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

Chu Qing is not used to Yan Siyuan's contact. She can only find some topics to distract her attention.

"Didn't you... Never eat here before?"

"It's hard to be generous."

Chu Qing paused and looked at him with a smile. "Oh, really, it seems that my mother wasn't enthusiastic enough for you before."

Her last words were so heavy that she almost gnashed her teeth.

Yan Siyuan can't hear what she said. Doesn't that mean he's very abnormal today? Yun Qinghua didn't ask him to stay for dinner before, but he always left without entering the door.

He pursed his lips. "I'll repay you for helping me today."

Chu Qing clenched her hand and looked indifferent. "Good."

The two should be even one-on-one, and not owe each other is the best distance Chuqing feels she can keep, so that she can always remember their trading relationship.

Walking in the corridor, in the dark place where the light bulb was broken, they both looked obscure and kept silent.

After stepping into the light, Yun Qinghua saw them. Seeing their intimate actions, they were full of the love of the newly married, and smiled slightly.

"There are still vegetables in the kitchen. I'll take them out."

Chu Qing looked at the dishes on the table. They already had one vegetable and one meat. They were bright and bright. Looking at them, people moved their fingers.

She put out the dishes and chopsticks and raised her chin to the standing man, "sit down."

Yan Siyuan looked at the small square table, tilted his eyes, and then asked Chu Qing, "where do you sit?"

Chuqing pulled a stool and sat down. He glanced at the man, "hypocritical."

Yan Siyuan silently pulled the stool and sat down next to her. "I'm not for anyone."

Chu Qing was silent for a moment and suddenly got up. Yan Siyuan jumped in his heart, grabbed her wrist and lowered his voice, "what's the matter? I said the wrong thing?"

He consciously reflected on himself. Unexpectedly, Chu Qing bent his lips and smiled, "I'll help my mother." he looked at him with his head tilted and wanted to see his joke in his eyes, "otherwise what do you think I'm doing?"

Yan Siyuan let go and coughed against his lips, covering up the embarrassment, "you go."

Chu Qing went into the kitchen. Yun Qinghua was bringing out the dishes. He looked down and saw his mother's wrinkled hand. He felt a pain in his heart.

Mother cooks very well. She used to cook at home, but the family asked her aunt to help. Her father rarely let her touch those rough tasks. Now, as before, even her hands are stained with wind and frost.

Seeing her in a daze, yunqinghua said angrily, "how did you leave Siyuan alone in the living room?"

Chu Qing regained consciousness and took three or two steps to pick up the plate in her hand, "Mom, let me help you."

Yun Qinghua earned her, but Ren Chuqing took it over. Seeing that the room was simple, he thought of sitting outside with people like the breeze of the Ji moon. He felt sorry. He was half uneasy and half embarrassed. "I don't know whether these dishes fit the company's appetite."

Chuqing saw that she was a mother-in-law. She had been busy for so long and didn't get filial piety. Finally, she had to look at her son-in-law's face. Thinking about it made her sad.

Chu Qing thought for a long time before she said, "Mom, the secretary is far from picky about food. Don't worry."

But Chu Qing was also a little nervous. Although he had never seen the man picky at other tables, Yan Siyuan couldn't do it if he really wanted to pick stones from eggs.

Yunqinghua patted her on the arm and pretended to be angry. "Is it the same thing that it's not picky and appetizing?"

Seeing that Chu Qing still wanted to argue, Yun Qinghua quickly waved to drive her away, "all right, go out quickly. Don't let Si Yuan wait for a long time. I'll leave a stew."

Chu Qing was so depressed that she had to turn around and go, but it was good to think that her mother's mind could be transferred to these trivial things, otherwise her body would be more and more depressed by thinking about sad things all day.

The two returned to the table one after the other, taking their seats one after another, and the dinner began.

Yun Qinghua sat opposite them and ate without squinting. After all, he was still worried about Yan Siyuan's strong aura. He even asked his son-in-law to order more food, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

But this thought was put on the falling point of the chopsticks opposite, and secretly wrote down the taste of his son-in-law.

Chu Qing was even more restless. She talked and laughed at her mother's dinner at home. It happened that the atmosphere dropped below zero when Yan Si came far away.

But looking at Yun Qinghua across the street, Chu Qing was more restrained. Chu Qing still took a chopstick of fried meat into her mother's bowl. Wen Sheng told her, "Mom, don't just eat vegetables. You should eat this meat too. You see how thin you are."