Kiss You, Sweetheart

"Mom, you can fall in love when you get married. I just want her to belong to me truly and completely." Song Zhixin looks at Demi affectionately, stretches her arm, and embraces her shoulder with a look of fear of loss.

Qi Pei looked at it, really angry. Her son, the young master of the Song family, was so dignified that he was so careful in front of a woman. It seems that without this woman, the earth would not turn.

Heart, it's needle pricking pain.

Women are such contradictions. They want their husbands to listen to themselves and act like a queen in front of them. But he didn't want his son to be a slave in front of his daughter-in-law.

Qi Pei Nan Nan lips, really want to say that she does not agree with this marriage. But thinking of what song Lifang said to her, she forbeared.

So far, her opposition has no meaning.

Just really not reconciled, let this woman into the house. Every day in her eyes around, let her cross the heart. But if they were allowed to go out and live, she would not see her son again, which would be really annoying.

She tried to calm down.

Song Yankuan brought food to her. Knowing that she was uncomfortable, he said gently, "eat a la carte first. Don't eat hungry. It's a good thing to get married. Don't make it so stiff. Xiao MI, your aunt, she feels a little sudden. Don't mind

"No, uncle." Demi smiles.

Beautiful girls are always liked, and so is my father-in-law. When I see a beautiful daughter-in-law, my attitude is definitely better than that of my mother-in-law.

Qi Pei lost his cold eye, and song Yankuan had to eat with his head down. It's better to say less.

She picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a handful of vegetables and put them in the bowl, but she was not in the mood to eat them. She said coldly: "since you have decided to get married, I can't watch you as a mother.

You go to busy, day what, I will go to session, ask for a lucky day

Although Qi Pei was blunt, he finally agreed. Song Zhixin sat next to her and leaned over to kiss Qi Pei: "thank you, mom."

Qi Pei's heart was warm, but thinking that he was going to belong to another woman, he felt sad again. He pretended to be impatient and pushed him away: "have a good meal."

Song Zhixin smiles and gives her some favorite dishes. Qi Pei's mood is a little better.

"When I decide the date, I'll have dinner with Zheng MI and his family to discuss the wedding. After all, marriage is a matter for the two families, and the Zheng Mi family should give it a call. " Qi Pei said, and glanced at Demi, "tell your mother to count how many relatives from your side can come to the wedding. We can count the number of people here."

"Well." Demi nodded.

But song Zhixin said, "Mom, Amy and I may go abroad to get married. It's estimated that not many relatives will attend."

Qi Pei's expression changed: "abroad?" Then he took a look at Demi with a chill in his eyes.

Demi was surprised. She didn't ask for anything. Qi Pei's expression seemed to blame her for demanding.

"Once in a lifetime, it's natural to be grand and romantic. We haven't thought about it yet. Let's set the date first." Song Zhixin hugged Demi and spoiled her. "I must give Amy the most romantic and grand wedding."