Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

Xu Dechang pulled his old face and said, "Why is it so frustrating? Am I also doing it for Ziqian?"

Liu Lingfeng dragged Xu Dechang to sit down on the sofa. "During this time, Tong Qiao also saw Zi Qian's you, knowing that you and Zi Qian were embarrassing her, and said nothing, and tried his best to accompany us, Such a girl is hard to find in such a flowery world now."

"Who knows if she's doing a play?" Xu Dechang's voice obviously lacked confidence.

"Playing?" Liu Lingfeng wrinkled his eyebrows and paused for two seconds. "Okay, even if it's acting, then today, she protects Zi Qian regardless of the danger. Isn't it also acting?"

Xu Dechang didn't hum.

Liu Lingfeng continued: "Zi Qian also said that she liked her very much, and she was not allowed to leave. The child is the most sincere. If Tong Qiao hasn't treated him well for a long time, can he say something like this? Qian sees Tong Qiao injured, crying so sadly, and going up to help her regardless of it, is Zi Qian also acting?"

Xu Dechang's eyes glared, "Zi Qian, a five- or six-year-old child, knows what to do? Isn't that nonsense."

"Since you know that Zi Qian is sincere, and Zi Qian likes Tong Qiao, Tong Qiao is also sincere to Zi Qian, what are you worried about?"

"Do I not think that a mother is better than a stepmother?"

Liu Lingfeng slipped and stood up from the bed, "Xu Dechang, don't go too far!"

Xu Dechang reached out and pulled Liu Lingfeng's arm, "Speak, speak, what do you do when you stand up suddenly? Still so loud."

"Are you the attitude you should have to speak?" Liu Lingfeng was afraid that Lu Ziqian would hear it, and his voice fell. "Ming said that it was just an investigation and investigation of Tong Qiao. I didn't intervene in watching you embarrassing her in the past few days. Now that she has passed the test, you moved out that the mother-in-law is better than the stepmother, what do you want?"

"I……"

"If you still want to dismantle Jin Shen and Tong Qiao, I tell you, I disagree, and I won't let you be so foolish again." Liu Lingfeng interrupted Xu Dechang with angrily, because the blood was flowing and the face was wrinkled Some are red.

Xu Dechang dragged Liu Lingfeng's arm again, and his muddy eyes were full of worry, "My wife, don't be angry, watch out for increased blood pressure..."

"Do you still worry about my blood pressure rising?" Liu Lingfeng broke Xu Dechang's hand, "I think you just want to be angry with me."

"What are you talking about?" Xu Dechang began to blow his beard and glared. "My son is gone. If there is no more of you, what's the point of living alone?"

Liu Lingfeng knew that he had said too much, and sat down again, holding Xu Dechang's hand and said: "Old man, Jin Shen is really good enough for us, he has done his best, he can't be too selfish. Tong Qiao can make Jin Shen Happiness can make Ziqian like it. What a good person, how come you can't figure it out?"

Xu Dechang sighed heavily and said in a low voice: "If my Huaer is still there, why can't I have a grandson who can't recognize him and throw him to someone else to raise? Take it under your knees, surrounded by parents and mothers, how good. ."

"Dechang..." Liu Lingfeng shouted with a long tail, and his eyes were wet.

Xu Dechang gently patted the back of Liu Lianfeng's hands with many age spots. "Okay, don't be sad. I don't want to break up Jin Shen. I just want to stay with my grandson and drink a glass of their wedding wine."

"Really?"

"Really really." Xu Dechang's dry fingers punctuated the tears in Liu Linfeng's eyes. "He is so old that he cries if he doesn't move, even his grandson."

"Isn't it upsetting you?"

"Yes, yes, it's because I'm wrong, I'm not tidying up, will I stay longer?"

Liu Lingfeng smiled, "I am naturally happy to drink Jin Shen's wedding wine, but I don't know when they will do happy events?"

"The certificate is issued, and the child is born. Where can I go late?"

"It is."

...

Tong Qiao came back from the hospital and found that Xu Dechang had a much better attitude towards her. Although he could not talk to Yan Yue, he didn’t have the brow and eyebrows before, and he also asked Lu Jinshen when they were going to have a wedding at the dinner table.

In the bedroom, Tong Qiao lay on the sofa while eating potato chips, and said to Lu Jinshen, who had just taken a bath and came out of the bathroom, "Is this not enough to pass Xu Shu?"

Lu Jinshen stood by the sofa, rubbing his wet towel on his wet hair with his big hand, and his eyes fell on Tong Qiao’s chest, which was lying slightly open on the neckline, "Uh."

Tong Qiao put another piece of potato chips in his mouth, eating babbling, laid-back action, full of enjoyment, completely unaware that his scenery had leaked, "I finally managed to get him, if I can’t fix it anymore, I think I It may not help but break out."

Lu Jinshen sat down on the edge of the sofa, his deep, hot eyes walking on Tong Qiao's thin pajamas.

She was wearing sports pajamas, short sleeves and hot pants.

There are two buttons on the chest of the jacket, but no buttons, the scenery inside is looming.

The two long straight white legs under the sports hot pants were particularly eye-catching, making Lu Jinshen hot.

He suppressed the desires in his body, and casually wiped his hair while asking casually, "How did it break out?"

"You can't bear it anymore, you don't have to bear it anymore." Tong Qiao dropped another potato chip into his mouth as he spoke.

Lu Jinshen nodded, threw the towel in his hand on the backrest of the sofa, leaned over, and put his hands apart on both sides of Tong Qiao's body. "I think you are right, you can't stand it anymore.

Tong Qiao raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing so close to me suddenly? Stay away, don't you see me eating?"

Lu Jinshen took the potato chips in Tong Qiao's hands and threw them on the glass coffee table. The barreled potato chips rolled on the glass coffee table and rolled to the ground.

Tong Qiao tilted himself up, grabbed Lu Jinshen's arm with one hand, and stretched out to grab with one hand, "My potato chips..."

Lu Jinshen pressed Tong Qiao back to the sofa with a strong chest.

The barrel of potato chips fell on the carpet with a slight sound.

Tong Qiao slapped Lu Jinshen's shoulders with both hands, "You lose my potato chips, I lose my potato chips..."

"Junk food, eat less." Lu Jinshen pressed down a bit more, and their faces were about five centimeters apart. "It's better to eat me and keep fit."

Tong Qiao noticed that the air was filled with countless hot ambiguous factors, and Lu Jinshen's eyes, which were always deep like a pond, also had a shallow luster.

Tong Qiao's hand on Lu Jinshen's shoulder rushed to his chest, "Lu Jinshen, not tonight, my back hurts."

"Isn't it better to have physical therapy?"

"But it doesn't work."

"Without your effort, I will come."

"That won't work, I have to bear it."

Lu Jinshen knew that Tong Qiao wasn’t a tweeter, but he still asked a little bit unwillingly: "Really?"