Song Jiaren made up the idea of finding an excuse to go with An Zhisu in the afternoon. As soon as the luggage was packed, she was called to eat by the servant.
What happened? This is.
I saw that the chairs at the dining table were set up. Her dad and her mother were sitting together. Ye Lancheng was empty beside him. It was obviously left to An Zhisu. This can be understood that people are husbands and wives.
But what is the place for Xia Jingze next to Xia Jingze? The Song family has a small population, and the dining table is the one of the four squares and four Zheng.
Ye Lancheng and An Zhisu occupy one side, and the remaining sides, she and Xia Jingze each occupy one side.
Is it just right?
Now how much does it mean to put their chairs on the side? During the ground, there are obsessive -compulsive disorder.
Song Jiaren didn't remember who had obsessive -compulsive disorder. Usually a family of three eating one side, and the rest of the side did not say that the maid had to sit down and put it together.
"Zhisu, come over and make the braised pork you love to eat." Mother Song saw them coming out and beckoned with a smile.
An Zhisu wanted to drool as soon as he heard the braised pork, and Song Jiaren ran away and ran to Ye Lancheng and sat down.
This makes Song Jiaren embarrassed. She doesn't want to sit with Xia Jingze.
"Whatever, wait for you, sit down quickly." Song Mu saw Song Jiaren still stunned, pointing to the chair next to Xia Jingze, saying.
Song Jiaren did not dare to take the meaning of adults against her mother, and sat down beside Xia Jingze reluctantly.
Xia Jingze diligently handed her a towel: "Clean, wipe his hands."
No matter how diligence, it is not treacherous or stolen.
As Song Jiaren picked up the towel and wiped his hands, he swept Xia Jingze a knife eye.
And Song's mother saw that Xia Jingze was so considerate, her eyebrows were curved.
An Zhisu didn't understand the situation and looked at Ye Lancheng.
Ye Lancheng gave her a difficult look.
An Zhisu was a bit regretful. She shouldn't follow Song Jiaren to the room. I always felt that I had missed.
The maid has been served as the dishes, and Su Mu greeted Ye Lancheng and Xia Jingze for dinner. Ye Lancheng would not drink after driving in the afternoon, but Xia Jingze did not use it. He volunteered to accompany Song's father to drink a little wine.
Song Father has three hobbies, laws, chess and wine tasting. He has to drink two glasses a day. Normally, no one at home can accompany him to drink. Song Jiaren can drink, but she only drinks red wine.
The mouth is not touching. It is rare to drink with him today, and Song's father is still very happy. Pushing the cup and changing the cup will be better to Xia Jingze. In addition, Xia Jingze is returning to his stomach.
Won the appreciation of Song's father, the more you look at it
The better.
Mother Song was watching, and she felt like her mother -in -law looked at her son -in -law.
Song Jiaren saw her parents' impression of Xia Jingze so well, and the whole person was not good. She just went to pack up her luggage. What did Xia Jingze do? Why did she think her parents seemed to have misunderstood something?
An Zhisu also made a little meaning, and it was so laughing.
Song Jiaren's stomach cramps for a meal. After meals, An Su and Ye Lancheng had to visit other people to visit, so that Xia Jingze was waiting in the Song family. Anyway, Song Jiaren would go back with them.
Ye Lancheng drove to Master Wu's house first. As soon as he got on the car, he couldn't help laughing: "The beautiful woman must be depressed. What Jing Ze said, why did he look at his eyes and his grandmother looked like a quasi -son -in -law.
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"I didn't say anything." Ye Lancheng hooked his lips: "His mouth is sweet, always pleasing."
An Zhisu laughed, and suddenly asked after laughing, "You said that Jingze wouldn't he really like the beautiful lady? These two people talked each other as soon as they met, this still came out?"
Ye Lancheng glanced at her, stretched out his palm and rubbed her hair: "I worry about others' affairs."
"Beauty is not someone else. Don't look at her carelessly like nothing, in fact, the heart is also very fragile.
"Suitable or not, only to know it." Ye Lancheng said simply.
An Zhisu shrugged, whether it was Song Jiaren or Xia Jingze, it was a good friend of her and Ye Lancheng. How would they develop in the future, even if good friends couldn't get started, they could only let it go.
Xia Jingze drank some wine at noon. After meals, Song Mu asked the maid to clean up the guest room to rest for him. He also asked the maid to cook the sober soup, which was called Song Jiaren to send it.
Song Jiaren: "Don't go."
Mother Song gave her a knife directly.
Song Jiaren obediently took the sober soup and sent it.
Xia Jingze was lying on the bed and brushing his phone. I didn't know what to brush. She was stupid. Song Jiaren walked in without knocking. Xia Jingze quickly threw a headache for his phone.
Song Jiaren sneered: "Your exaggerated acting skills can only lie to my parents who don't watch the idol drama."
"It's you." The person who saw it was Song Jiaren, and Xia Jingze took back his mobile phone again: "Don't knock on the door when you come in, scare me."
"This is my family!" Song Jiaren gritted his teeth and walked over, and fell the sober soup on the bedside table. The half bowl of sober soup was spilled in the tray.
Xia Jingze took out his ears: "I am not deaf, you shouted me deafening and responsible for me, raise me."
"Raise you?" Song Jiaren, hehe: "You let me interrupt your third leg, I promise to raise you for a lifetime."
Xia Jingze: ...
Xia Jingze immediately pulled the quilt to cover his lower body.
Song Jiaren made a cut -cut action and asked: "You said honestly, what did you say to my mother, and why would my mother misunderstand our relationship?"
"Heaven and earth conscience, I said nothing. Your mother likes me, and I want me to be her son -in -law, what can I do, I am helpless." Xia Jingze showed a pair of babies and a very embarrassing expression.
Song Jiaren reached out and went to pinch his neck: "I strangled you, you can forget it, you should not pick you up, you should not pick you up, and you should be recognized by your girlfriend to pursue the headlines on your clothes.
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"Cough cough ..." Xia Jingze held her two hands: "You murder your husband, we have also pretended to be a couple, one night husband and wife, cough, cough ... lightly, lightly ..."
Song Jia became popular, and I really wanted to strangle this product.
Xia Jingze was almost breathless, and he pushed her two hands to both sides. As a result, Song Jiaren's upper body smashed down because of a sudden no support.
Two soft lips touched together, the forehead was against her forehead, the tip of the nose was against the tip of the nose, and her eyes were opposite. Song Jiaren's eyes were almost staring out.
Xia Jingze also stunned, is it so enthusiastic?
This scene happened to be seen by Song's mother who was passing by the room to return to the room. Song mother covered her lips and laughed and returned to the room.
Zhiru Mo Ruo's mother, her wise eyes saw through everything, and knew that these two children were not pretending to be couples.
"What are you happy?" Father Song saw Song's face coming in with a smile, and asked with a smile.
Song mother smiled: "Lao Song, we soon have son -in -law."
"Do you say that the child of Jingze?" Song Father asked.
"Yeah, you feel good too." Song mother sat beside him, and the couple talked a whisper.
"Yes, it's not bad, but don't put pressure on your daughter. The feelings of young people let them handle themselves. We should not fuck so much of our parents." Song Father said.
Song mother gave him a glance: "Of course you don't worry about it, and have raised the beautiful women as boys from an early age. She now has this careless personality."
When Song's father heard his wife, he had to slap these, and quickly helped his forehead and lay down: "Oh, I have a headache, I sleep for a while."
"Pretend." Mother Song watched the drama of Song's father at a glance. Father Song immediately pulled up the snoring, pretending that she had fallen asleep.