Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

Jiang Mengxian played chess in the military area command compound until dark. Seeing that it was nine o'clock, the old man was convinced and let Jiang Mengxian go. He also agreed to have another game tomorrow.

After playing chess, the old man called even the snow pole: "ice cream, it's dark. Don't send it to others quickly!"

Even the snow pole was happy and limped to send Jiang Mengxian. The three walked out of the military compound.

Lian Xuepeng has been very active in trying to get close to Jiang Mengxian and look for various topics.

"Jiang Xiaomeng, how are you thinking? Can't my ancestral grave enter?"

"Will you come to see me when I play?"

"I'm going to Germany next week to find the best keyboard manufacturer in the world to order two keyboards. Do you want them? I'll find the best designer to design them for you."

Jiang Mengxian kept a consistent high and cold, and answered concisely:

"No."

"Thank you."

"I don't want to come."

"No need."

When I came to the gate of the courtyard, I saw a car parked at the door. Even Jing and song qingluan got off the car. It seemed that they had just come back from a date. They were very formal, handsome men and beautiful women. Song qingluan also had a handful of roses in his hand, which set off his face very beautiful.

But even the scenery has always been the face of an iceberg for thousands of years, happy and cold, unhappy and cold.

Seeing Lian Jing and song qingluan, Lian Xuepeng warmly said, "Wow, uncle, sister qingluan, didn't you go on a date? Why did you come back so early?"

Song qingluan covered his mouth and smiled. His ethereal skin could be broken. He couldn't find any defects. His bright facial features were ruddy. "I'm an old husband and wife. What's the date? I just went out for dinner and came back after eating."

Even Jing didn't speak and went straight ahead.

Jiang Mengxian greeted them: "Hello, chief!"

"Hello, madam chief."

Lian Jing nodded to her.

Song qingluan tilted his head and smiled: "what chief's wife, you are brother Jing's sister-in-law. You should call me sister-in-law."

Jiang Mengxian followed suit and said, "good sister-in-law."

After a brief greeting, the two sides passed by and moved in the direction they wanted to go.

Song qingluan pulled Lian Jing. Lian Jing's face was cold all the way. It seemed that he was unhappy.

As they walked in the military area command compound, the shade trees cast mottled dim yellow lights. The air was very wet and a little cool. Song qingluan walked happily with Lianjing and suddenly talked about that topic:

"Brother Jing, we have been together for nearly six years. When shall we get married?"

Many things happened six years ago. Lian Xiwan's sister Lian Xiwan died late. Song qingluan also lost his memory because of an accident and forgot Lian Xiwan. He fell in love with Lian Jing for a long time.

Six years passed in the blink of an eye. How time flies!

Lian Jing, Lian Xiwan and song qingluan are almost the same age. They have almost been in the same class since childhood. Although song qingluan still looks like a green girl in her early twenties, in fact, she is in her early thirties, and even a few months older than Lian Jing. She has been together for six years, but Lian Jing has never mentioned the word of marriage.

Song qingluan was also a little worried. She thought they could get married.

This time, even Jing put aside the topic as usual: "Grandpa's centenary is coming soon. I have to think about what gift to give him."

Song qingluan's eyes were full of disappointed gloom, but his face was as usual, and he naturally went over to the topic: "Grandpa is 100 years old. We haven't met such a lively thing in our family for a long time. All the children of our family should come back!"

……

Jiang Mengxian left the military compound and walked home. On the way, Lian Xuepeng talked about song qingluan.

"Sister qingluan's grandfather is my grandfather's guard!"

"Her parents both died. She was an orphan when she was very young. My great grandfather adopted her and grew up with our children."

"Sister qingluan and uncle WAN are childhood sweethearts. They have been together for a long time. Grandpa also agrees with them very much. However, sister qingluan was injured and uncle Wan forgot."

"Uncle Jing and sister qingluan have been together for many years and haven't been married. Uncle Jing actually feels sorry for uncle Wan. After all..."

Even Penny couldn't say it himself.

But who was to blame for what happened in those years? Who knew such a thing would happen?

Song qingluan could no longer remember Lian Xiwan. She was also very painful. During that time, Lian Jing took care of her. They were naturally together.

Jiang Mengxian has been silent.

The childhood sweethearts of Lian Xi and wan

Jiang Mengxian's lonely face can't be hidden. Even people as careless as snow pole can see it. He said with great regret: "Jiang Xiaomeng, I know you have a crush on my uncle. Who doesn't have a crush on my uncle? I have a crush on him! But you have to see the reality. Will my uncle like you?"

"My uncle still has sister qingluan in his heart. You see, he won't take his aunt home to have a look when he is married. Maybe he can't face sister qingluan."

Jiang Mengxian is even more lonely.

Did you delay taking him back to Lian's house because there was still a bright moon in Lian's house?

Even the snow pole was hard to hit her, and followed the guidance: "you should take a long-term view. If you chase my uncle, there will be billions of global rival lovers. If you chase me, I promise I will solve all the rival lovers in advance!"

"Well, don't look like you're going to die. It's heavier than going to the grave."

Even Xue pole sent Jiang Mengxian to the door of the community and went back by himself.

Jiang Mengxian took the ball to the community. She went to the small pavilion on the side of the road and sat down. She said to the ball, "son, go home first and stay here alone."

The ball walked away, leaving Jiang Mengxian alone.

She sat by the side of the road, alone in a daze.

My mind was full of song qingluan's appearance and Lian Xuepeng's words just now.

Is that why they separated? So Lian Xiwan still had song qingluan in his heart.

Compared with song qingluan, she is more than a little worse.

She is so beautiful, so beautiful to laugh, so pure that there is no impurity. She can't see that she is the same age as Lian Xiwan.

Jiang Mengxian sat there alone, thinking wildly. Suddenly, a curious voice came over her head.

"Mengxian?"

As soon as she looked up, she saw Si Tianqi. He was wearing a sportswear and white shoes. He couldn't see any stains. His jade white face was sweating. He seemed to be running.

"Miss Si, why are you here?"

Si Tianqi trotted over all the way, wiped his sweat with a towel and said breathlessly, "I moved here recently. I run here every night. What about you? You live here, too?"

Jiang Mengxian replied, "I teach ball and live in ball's home."

Knowing this, Si Tianqi sat down beside her, drank some water, looked at her sad face, smiled and asked, "what's the matter with you? Is there anything unhappy? Let me guess, is it lovelorn?"

His smile was very sunny. Looking at his smile, Jiang Mengxian felt her heart was warm.

Is she lovelorn?

Single love can also be lovelorn, this is probably even.

She nodded sincerely.