Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Yue Tingfeng's mood is extremely cheating.

A lie that Yan Qingsi said wildly in front of his mother even convinced his silly mother.

Yue Tingfeng knew her own mother. When she saw Yan Qingsi again today, the old lady was obviously guilty because she felt that her son was "not something"!

However, Yue Tingfeng is really wrong.

He wanted to kill someone, but Yan Qingsi, the fox sprite, gave it a chance?

Yue Tingfeng gritted her teeth and said, "You still have a face to say, and my mother will believe you."

Yan Qingsi ate a bite of chicken and had to say that Mrs. Yue's cooking was really good.

Yan Qingsi spit out the chicken bones, "Well, don't blame your mother for having a low IQ. If you blame it, you blame your poor character. You made it by yourself. You said that you are not a thing, and then you will let your mother. I don't believe you. "

Yue Tingfeng has nothing to say about being captive.

Indeed, he is also considering this issue. He is much more than a thing, so his mother would rather believe that a goblin would not believe his pro-son.

Yue Tingfeng leaned back, and her hands simply circled Yan Qingsi's waist: "Today, my mother said that we are neither good anyway, and no one should harm anyone. I told her, so why not harm others Anyway, the two of us are shopping all the way, just make up, what do you think? "

Yan Qingsi's heart was so tight, Yue listening to Feng's words seemed to be about as long as she planned to have a long life.

Yan Qingsi drank chicken soup, "Oh, how is it? You don't want to harm others, but your sister is not so kind, so I want to find a good woman and man to harm him for a lifetime."

Yue Tingfeng's relaxed face turned into an overcast cloud and looked at Yan Qingsi coldly: "Jin Xuechu?"

Yan Qingsi looked straight at Yue Tingfeng's eyes, and said deliberately: "It's hard to say, maybe it's Qin Jingzhi? I'm still looking forward to asking you to express my condemnation."

Yue Tingfeng suddenly turned over and pressed Yan Qingsi under her, blocking her mouth directly.

Yan Qingsi just drank the chicken broth, a mouthful of chicken broth.

Yue Dao let go of her without hearing the wind, her face was dark, and she said, "You say, you can't beat me again. For those insufferable words, would you say that you would die?"

Why did he hate hearing the names of other men in Yan Qingsi's mouth?

Yan Qingsi: "No!"

She reached out and smoked two napkins to wipe the most, and continued to drink chicken soup.

Even in the posture just now, the bowl in Yan Qingsi's hand was secure and the chicken soup inside did not spill a drop.

Yue Tingfeng's mouth twitched a bit, and he dared to be in Yan Qingsi's heart. Being kissed by him was not as important as oral chicken soup.

How low is his status in Yan Qingsi's heart?

Yue listened to the wind and snorted, "My mother has to know that you like her soup so much, maybe you are happy."

"Really? Then don't tell her."

"why?"

Yan Qingsi drank the chicken soup in the bowl, put down the bowl, and turned around and listened to the wind and cast a wink: "Hey, what if your mother likes me, what if I want to marry you?"

Yue Tingfeng's heart jumped for no reason, but before he spoke, Yan Qingsi stood up: "I should go, where is my stuff."

Yue listened to the wind and was paralyzed on the sofa, fooling: "What?"

Yan Qingsi kicked him: "Don't dress garlic with my old lady, my clothes, my luggage, my things, you dare to throw them away, I'll kill you!"