Seeing Shen Yao's comments like this, Aunt Yang kept smiling on her face.
Of course she could tell that Shen Yao's compliment came from his heart and was not a perfunctory one.
I feel that Xiao Shen is a really good kid.
Shen Yao quickly finished a plate of dumplings and also ate a lot of vegetables. Seeing this, Aunt Yang poured all the last dumplings into Shen Yao's plate.
"Why do you eat so much?"
Song Zijin was already full. She had only eaten about twenty pieces, and she didn't eat much of the food. Seeing Shen Yao still immersed in eating the food, she couldn't help but ask.
"You kid, what are you talking about? You are lucky to be able to eat. Xiao Shen looks like you and his daughter. There are always leftovers from every meal. I wonder if there is something wrong with my cooking skills!"
Before Shen Yao could say anything, Aunt Yang scolded Song Zijin.
After saying that, she smiled at Shen Yao and said, "Xiao Shen, eat as much as you can."
"Okay, Auntie, you're welcome."
Shen Yao smiled, and when he saw that none of them had eaten, he simply started the disc operation, and all the remaining food went into his stomach.
Aunt Yang was extremely happy to see it.
Finally, there is no need for leftovers, which is a complete affirmation of my cooking skills!
"big eater."
Song Zijin, who was sitting at the dining table, glanced at Shen Yao and hummed.
"Zi Jin..."
Aunt Yang glared at her daughter with great dissatisfaction. How could she say such a thing about her boyfriend? This child is not particular at all.
"Auntie, don't blame Zijin. I did eat a bit too much, mainly because I practice martial arts on weekdays and consume a lot of food."
Shen Yao explained with a smile.
He was afraid that Aunt Yang would misunderstand what illness he had.
"Practice martial arts! No wonder you have such a good appetite. If you practice martial arts well, you can strengthen your body, improve your physical fitness, and protect yourself. It's not like those male celebrities nowadays, who are all weak and weak, like Lin Daiyu, a mother-in-law. After being cannonized, a man should behave like a man."
Father Song on the side looked at Shen Yao with admiration and said.
Seeing that both his mother and father had always been attracted to Shen Yao, Song Zijin felt a little dissatisfied. Who was his biological child?
After chatting for a while, Aunt Yang put away the dishes, changed her clothes, and said to Shen Yao: "Xiao Shen, you chat with Zijin first. Auntie is going out to dance square dance with other aunties in the community. I won’t disturb you young people and give you some space.”
After saying that, she turned to look at Father Song and said, "Old Song, aren't you going to play chess in the community square? Let's go together."
When he said this, he deliberately glanced at Lao Song.
"Oh, yes, I almost forgot, Zijin, please spend more time with Xiao Shen..."
Father Song pretended to be stunned and left almost in a hurry.
There were only two of them left in the room, and it seemed that time and space were completely left to them.
"It seems that aunt and uncle are still quite relieved about me."
Shen Yao smiled and said to Song Zijin.
"My mother is almost obsessed now. She wants to marry me off immediately."
Song Zijin took a deep look at Shen Yao, and the implication was obvious.
It means that it's not that my parents are worried about you, but that they want to marry me off as soon as possible.
"It won't happen anymore, at least I'm here! By the way, can you go to the room and have a look? I really want to know what the room looks like for a woman like you who is devoted to her career."
Shen Yao chuckled, not caring at all, and changed the subject to a question.
"Yes, but you are not allowed to move."
Song Zijin warned Shen Yao, then got up and took Shen Yao to one of the bedrooms.
Their home is very spacious, covering more than 130 square meters, but it only has three bedrooms, and each bedroom is very large.
Walking into Song Zijin's bedroom, Shen Yao's first impression was that it was clean.
The same goes for the bed, which is extremely neat and tidy, with no wrinkles at all, and no dolls or stuffed bears that girls like.
At the head of the bed, there is a bookshelf connected to the desk, which is filled with such books.
"You are so simple! It's surprising."
Shen Yao sat on the clean bed and found that the bed was not as soft as expected. It was as if there was no mattress at all and it was very hard. It had an industrial style smell.
"I don't like things that are too complicated, and I don't like soft beds either."
Song Zijin calmly explained to Shen Yao.
At this moment, she noticed that Shen Yao was lying on her bed and sniffed, a blush suddenly spread on her fair cheeks.
"Why don't you know how to be polite? Are you still lying on it?"
She said with some embarrassment.
"Can't I go? My uncle and aunt are so relieved about me, and they even leave us two at home. Do you think they are supporting us to do something?"
Shen Yao laughed evilly and looked at Song Zijin's delicate body wildly.
"You...what do you want to do?"
Facing Shen Yao's gaze, Song Zijin felt a little panicked and took a small step back, staring at Shen Yao warily.
"What do you think I want to do? Didn't Auntie just hint at it?"
Shen Yao stood up and stretched out his hand, pulling her onto the bed.
Song Zijin was so frightened that he screamed and his face turned pale.
However, Shen Yao turned over and half-pressed Song Zijin under him, with his hands on both sides of her delicate body.
"Shen Yao...how could you do this?"
Song Zijin looked a little angry, but he was also extremely flustered and slightly ashamed.
"Why can't I! Auntie has made everything possible for us."
Shen Yao smiled again, lowered his head and kissed her thin red lips domineeringly, inserting his sweet tongue dexterously.
He knew that for a woman like Song Zijin who looked cold, arrogant and indifferent, ordinary methods would definitely not work. After all, her whole heart was in scientific research, and it would not work if she expected to slowly impress her with feelings.
But using this sudden and overbearing method will have unexpected effects.
Just like when I was a student, many girls in my class would like bad, handsome, and naughty boys.
Different women have different treatment strategies.
Faced with Shen Yao's domineering deep kiss, Song Zijin struggled a little at first, but gradually she stopped resisting and unconsciously grasped the sheets with her hands, as if she was completely immersed in this passionate kiss.
She was also a little confused and a little happy, but she didn't seem to reject this feeling.
This was the first time that a man had treated her so domineeringly. Those who had been chasing her in the past did not dare to get close once they saw her eyes and eyes.
But this man didn't seem to take it seriously at all.
But for some reason, she felt a sweet feeling in her heart.
It seems that kissing a man is not as bad as the image suggests, but rather indescribably intoxicating.
Suddenly, she felt a chill in her chest.
At some point, the short-sleeved shirt and underwear were untied.
That bad hand actually landed on her proud curve, and his movements were very wanton.