My Back Table is Actually Gabriel

Machiko's mother was sitting on the sofa, with a laptop in front of her, wearing only an ordinary white short-sleeved shirt on her upper body, with her hair coiled up, and a pair of large black-rimmed glasses on her face.

Generally speaking, the people who wear this kind of glasses are those younger girls, mainly to highlight cuteness and playfulness. However, Hashimoto Qingyin Mingming's daughter is already sixteen years old. Wearing such a pair of glasses at the moment, But it doesn't make people feel uncomfortable at all, on the contrary, it feels quite matching.

"Well, Xiao Ye is here." Hashimoto Qingyin greeted, and then explained the reason clearly, "I was supposed to have an appointment with someone tonight, but the other party ran out of town after a disagreement. I went to collect materials, and the rest of the work can be done at home, so I came back."

After finishing speaking, Hashimoto Qingyin pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and said in a light voice, "If mom disturbs your date, I can go out."

"Mom! What are you talking about!" Machiko blushed and quickly shook her head, "I, I just called classmate Hua Ye to come over for dinner, it's not a date..."

"Is that so?" Hashimoto Qingyin bowed his head and tapped on the keyboard, his voice was not in a hurry, "There are candles on the second floor of the bedside table in my bedroom, if you want to have a candlelight dinner, there is no problem."

So why do you prepare candles in your bedroom!Did you find a leather whip when you took the candle?

"I didn't plan to have a candlelight dinner!" Machiko blushed even more, "Mom, hurry up and go back to your room to change!"

"Well, mom is leaving now. When you use candles, be careful..." Hashimoto Qingyin stood up unhurriedly.

Machiko was about to cry: "I mean, classmate Hua Ye is here, it's not good for you to wear this outfit, so I want to drive you out!"

"But Xiao Ye has been silent," Hashimoto Qingyin looked at Hua Ye lightly, "Maybe he just wants me to leave quickly?"

Hua Ye: "..."

So Hua Ye really didn't want to see this mother-in-law.

Although the other party always speaks lightly and has a harmless and indifferent look on his face, he is simply hiding the boss!

Chapter 690 A super god mother-in-law

"Hello, Auntie." Hua Ye called out calmly.

Having said that, the pronunciation of auntie in Chinese is similar to the English boom. Is it because auntie and boom are both flammable and explosive, a dangerous object that will explode if not handled properly?

Hashimoto Qingyin raised her hand and pushed the large glasses on the bridge of her nose, unexpectedly showing a girlish cuteness: "It's not my aunt."

What is not an aunt?

Do I want to call you auntie?

Nowadays, except for the gray-haired elderly who can call grandma, the rest are all older sisters. Calling auntie will be disgusted by all kinds of people!

"Just call me mother-in-law."

"..."

There was no fluctuation in Hua Ye's heart.

So there is neither dating nor engagement, so why call you mother-in-law!

"Mom! Hurry up and go back to the bedroom and change your clothes!" Machiko blushed pretty, wishing she could find a crack in the floor.

When Hashimoto Qingyin entered the bedroom, Machiko whispered pitifully, "Well... what would Hua Ye want to drink?"

"There are ice cream and drinks in the refrigerator." Machiko walked to the refrigerator, stretched out her hand and opened the refrigerator door, "and the sour plum juice I made myself yesterday..."

"Then sour plum juice." Hua Ye responded casually.

"Um……"

Halfway through her hand, Machiko suddenly froze in place.

(Cranberry juice?)

(During the manga exhibition that day, my cousin deliberately referred to "sour plum juice made by my younger sister" as sister|juice... Now I let classmate Hua Ye drink sour plum juice, if I think about what happened that day, I will definitely be embarrassed to death, right? )

"The sour, sour plum juice is gone..." Machiko turned his head stiffly, "Student Hua Ye choose something else?"

"Isn't it right by your hand?"

"That, that's not it!" Machiko begged tearfully, "Student Hua Ye, please change to another one?"

Hua Ye was speechless: "Then give me a bottle of green tea."

After hurriedly getting a bottle of green tea for Hua Ye, Machiko breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go to the bathroom to wash my face first, Hua Ye can sit on the sofa for a while..."

Machiko turned on the TV as she spoke, and then put the remote control in front of Hua Ye, "You can choose what show you want to watch..."

"By the way, there are still a lot of books in my room. If Hua Ye wants to read, you can just go in and get them yourself. You're welcome..."

After talking a lot, Machiko turned around halfway, but didn't leave. She just looked at Hua Ye eagerly, as if Hua Ye was the host and she was the guest, and she needed Hua Ye's nod to go to the bathroom.

"Understood." Hua Ye waved his hand, "Go and wash your face."

"Uh-huh."

……

Hua Ye sat on the sofa, not interested in TV programs, and glanced casually across the living room.

The living room of Machiko’s house is medium in size, mainly in blue and white tones, without too many gorgeous decorations, but it inadvertently reflects graceful and delicate beauty, such as ornaments made of colorful shells, handmade lamps made of rolled paper, and the balcony. The succulents and daffodils…

and many more!

What the hell is that red triangle lace fabric on the balcony?

Why does it look so familiar!

Ah, I remembered... A few days ago, when I was teaching Igarashi a lesson at the love hotel, I had seen a similar style of underwear before!