Fall in love with kissing you

She walked into Ning Yan'er's room impolitely, with complacency in her beautiful eyes.

"Oh, I just got up early this morning and saw my son and daughter-in-law show their love." Zhang Yuan slightly picked her curved willow eyebrows, with hidden pride in her eyebrows. "As their mother, I'm really happy. At least I can't see bitches wandering and showing off in front of me."

Zhang Yuan walked slowly to Ning Yaner and Ning Qingcheng, intentionally or unintentionally opened the newspaper in her hand and presented the content above. Zhang Yuan's mellow fingers pointed to the photos. She raised her beautiful eyes with fine light and looked at Ning Yaner:

"Look how romantic they are, walking by the sea, don't you think?"

A trace of anger flashed in Ning Yan'er's big beautiful eyes, but it was well hidden. She glanced her lips and said carelessly: "Old woman, you are all bored. It must be the picture you asked the paparazzi to take. It's just a borrowed photo. Siyuan must not like Chu Qing. After all, only I Ning Yan'er is the person in his heart."

"Hum, you can still laugh, Ning Yan'er." Zhang Yuan shook her head. There was some pride in her beautiful eyes. She stretched out her finger and pointed to the date in the newspaper. "Look, yesterday was Monday, not Friday. Are you very angry? It's really hard for you to hold it so hard."

"Who says I'm angry? Old woman, you can be so happy about this!" Ning Yaner trembled with anger, and some angry emotions rolled in her big beautiful eyes.

"What old woman! Little bitch, this thing can bring down your mother and daughter." in Zhang Yuan's beautiful eyes, there were some angry emotions. She stretched out her finger and pointed to Ning Yaner's nose.

"Zhang Yuan, you're wrong to say that. Si Yuan must like Yan'er and just have fun with Chu Qing?" there was a trace of hatred in Ning Qingcheng's eyes. If she hadn't misunderstood Zhenbang, this woman wouldn't have a chance to marry the person she wanted to marry.

"Acting on occasion? This is really funny. Friday is acting on occasion. When there are only two of them on Monday, do you still need to play?" Zhang Yuan raised her chin towards Ning Qingcheng's mother and daughter, and a funny mood flashed in her beautiful eyes. "Ning Qingcheng, I could replace you, so Chu Qing could replace Ning Yan'er!"

"You..." Ning Qingcheng's eyes flashed a trace of anger, but he couldn't say anything.

"Zhenbang is not at home today. Don't think someone can help you. You'd better be honest with me. Hum!" Zhang Yuan hooked her red lips. Her beautiful eyes were full of complacency. She stepped on high heels happily and walked out of the room.

"Your husband is my heart, my liver, my baby sweet preserves."

"You said, I am your heart, your liver, your baby..."

"Wow, the night China has gone back." Chu Qing's shallow voice was filled with a trace of surprise. Chu Qing's beautiful eyes still twinkled with stars. Her pink lips raised a nice arc slightly upward.

"He will seize the opportunity." Yan Siyuan smiled in his eyes, his thin lips slightly hooked.

"I'm very optimistic about their CP pair. Come on, Ye Hua." Chu Qing's face was thoughtful and moving. She stretched out her slender hand and took out potato chips from the bag in Yan Siyuan's hand.

"If you eat snacks again, you will be fat." Yan Siyuan's narrow eyes twinkled with helpless emotion.

"I'm not afraid. I'm married, and it's no use to dislike." Chu Qing blurted out this sentence. Then she knew it later, and her pretty face flushed.

"Yes, the round feel is also good." Yan Siyuan narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, with a narrow smile in his eyes.

"Lingling..."

A pleasant bell suddenly rang, and the mobile phone screen of Yan Siyuan on the table was on and shaking constantly.

Yan Siyuan wrinkled his pretty sword eyebrows. He stretched out his slender jade like arm and took the black low-key mobile phone. Ning Yaner suddenly jumped into his black eyes. There was an unknown emotion in the black eyes. Yan Siyuan finally just turned off the bell and threw the mobile phone to the other side.

The two men fell into a silence. Although Yan Siyuan had turned off the bell, Yan Siyuan's mobile phone screen was still on from time to time, and the caller seemed to have no intention of giving up. Chu Qing slightly lowered her eyes and dared to call Yan Siyuan like this, and Yan Siyuan didn't mean to hang up each other's phone. It seemed that she was the only one Ning Yan'er's temperament is determined not to stop until she reaches her goal. When she thinks of this, Chu Qing hangs down her arm still holding Leshi potato chips, and the corner of her mouth bends slightly.

"Si Yuan." Chu Qing's flat voice rang slowly. Her very gentle facial features restored her initial calm. When she was no longer watching TV, there were some slightly bright lights. Chu Qing looked at Yan Si Yuan. She gently bit her pink lips. "You'd better answer the phone quickly. Maybe someone else has something urgent."

"... OK, I'll answer the phone." Yan Siyuan's thin lips aroused a cold arc. When he cut his eyes with the autumn water of Shang Chuqing, he took the lead to remove his sight. The fine hair fell slightly, covering Yan Siyuan's black eyes. There was thick ink in his eyes. Yan Siyuan's low sexy voice slowly poured down.

"Hey, Yan'er. What's the matter?" Yan Siyuan gently lowered his long eyelids. His low, hoarse voice was calm, as if he were talking about business.

"Si Yuan, why didn't you answer my phone just now?" Ning Yaner's delicate voice came through the end of the phone. She asked Yan Si Yuan with some slight cries.

"I have a lot of things to deal with, and my mobile phone has been muted." Yan Siyuan turned his head slightly and looked at Chu Qing. There was a glimmer in his eyes. He responded to Ning Yan'er slowly.

"Si Yuan, do you know? Just now my uncle was not at home, my aunt... She took this opportunity to hit me. Yingying..." Ning Yaner took a crying tone. There were some tears in her big beautiful eyes, which were about to fall.

"How could mother beat you? What's the matter?" Yan Siyuan gently frowned his handsome sword eyebrow.

"Si Yuan, don't you believe what I said? Aunt doesn't like my things all the time, and you know it."