"Now you are very tired to take care of your two children. And grandma has come. Although she can help you do it at ordinary times, her legs and feet are not good, and we can't be tired of the old man. If you pick up my mother, how can your body hold up?"

Ouyang Qing'an didn't think about his wife before, but he stopped his thoughts when he thought of the children's not grown up and the strange relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Xue Xueer frowned coyly when she heard him say so.

She patted Ouyang Qingan's arm gently and said, "I think mom might as well raise a piece of barbecued pork to raise you. Why don't you know you love someone?"

"I..."

Ouyang Qing'an is a mute. He can't say how bitter it is to eat Coptis chinensis.

He clearly loves Xue Xueer, but in each other's mouth, he has become an unforgivable villain.

In fact, Xue Xueer doesn't know that Ouyang Qing'an is distressing herself, but she also loves each other. How can she bear to look at each other.

Holding his arm, Xue Xueer said sweetly: "even if my mother-in-law comes, I can only cook one more person's meal. Usually the hygiene of the family only needs to be maintained, and my aunt will clean it at other times. It's not as terrible as you think."

Xue Xueer broke her fingers and analyzed the pros and cons of Ouyang Qing'an.

Looking at her so serious appearance, Ouyang Qing'an was helpless. He spoiled and smiled, "OK, I'll listen to you."

"Hee hee, thank you, husband."

Baji kissed Ouyang Qing'an's face. Xue Xueer smiled like a flower. She didn't notice Ouyang Qing'an's eyes gradually deepened, just like a hungry wolf.

It's still early on the willow shoots in the month. They still have a lot of time to talk about some intimate words.

The next day, Ouyang Qing'an picked up the man.

Although Qin Minli didn't say anything, Xue Xueer could see that she was very happy.

There were a few more people in the villa and it became lively again. It was full of laughter all day.

Xue Xueer originally thought that after old lady Xue and Qin Minli came home, their workload would be greater.

But unexpectedly, she has more free time every day.

When she came to Lin Qing's house as a guest, the sisters said intimate words. Lin Qing suddenly asked Xue Xueer about her feelings recently.

Xue Xueer: "??"

For a moment, I didn't understand Lin Qing's meaning. Xue Xueer said with a smile, "what can I feel? Isn't it all about living a good life?"

"No, I'm asking you, after Nian Xue and Jin Yan got engaged, you didn't feel empty in your heart?"

Lin Qing inquired curiously and didn't notice Jenny quietly pricking her ears while drawing.

"I found that you and Qing'an are really friends. They can bump into each other's brain circuits. Now nianxue is still so small. Even if you are engaged to Jinyan, it will be in the future. Now you are still living at home. What's so empty."

Laughing and shaking her head, Xue Xueer skipped the topic and talked with Lin Qing about some design content.

After Xue Xueer left, Jenny was even more lost.

Jack approached his good daughter and asked curiously, "baby, what's the matter with you?"

Usually Jenny likes painting best. When she is free, she can draw with a brush at home all day. Jack rarely sees her so listless.

Hearing her father's question, Jenny pouted. Her lovely little meat face was a little more melancholy, "Daddy, you don't understand what it's like to love someone."

Jack: "

Jack wants to refute that if he doesn't understand love, he can't have her with Lin Qing.

But at the thought that this was his precious daughter, he couldn't say anything.

Without realizing it, Janice's dear old father was like a dish. She sighed, "why do I like brother Jiaze so much, but brother Jiaze doesn't like me."

"Recently, he has been unhappy alone. I went to him, and he didn't play with me. Although he would talk to me, I couldn't feel his happiness. When he was sad, I was also sad. Dad, please help me find a way."

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