Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

The annoying gadgets were stripped, and Yue Tingfeng pressed back impatiently.

Yan Qingsi closed her eyes and forgot, since she couldn't hide, she would always come this day. What a pretense, come on.

Anyway, who hasn't seen anyone? Three years ago, I had communicated intimately.

Yan Qingsi had compromised, and as a result, Duang ~ Duang's knocking sounded suddenly.

Mrs. Yue's voice sounded outside the door: "Son, listen to the wind, you open the door. Mom made you your favorite dish today. I'll heat it up for you. Come out and eat something."

Yue was ready to listen to the wind, but was suddenly interrupted by this sudden sound.

His expression at that time, wonderful Yan Qingsi could not think of adjectives.

Yue Tingfeng's face was gloomy and terrible. Lao Tzu took off his pants. As a result, what did you do, mom?

Do you want a professional pit son?

Upon hearing Mrs. Yue's voice, Yan Qingsi's eyes lighted up instantly, and she immediately fluttered and said, "Come on, the opportunity is here, I will let your mother look at her son, shameless."

Yue Tingfeng pushed her back with a dark face, "I said, I can't eat you today, my **** name is with you, you lie down for me."

Yan Qingsi hehe: "But your mother?"

Yue Tingfeng shouted to the door, "Mom, I'm busy."

Mrs. Yue said outside: "Son, you have been busy for an extra day. Mom made it for you today, so you can eat it out. You said, you have n’t eaten the food I made for you for a long time. She lost weight, and she looked so distressed. "

Yan Qingsi's smiling flowers trembled, and she reached out and touched Yue Tingfeng's face, learning the tone of Madam Yue: "Be good, go to eat. All of them are thin. My mother looks so sad."

Mrs. Yue made up her mind and had to see who the woman was. If it wasn't the little fairy, it's okay, but if it is true, you can't let them do it.

"Son, the bigger you are, the more you don't listen to mom. Mom is so sad ..."

After speaking, Mrs. Yue really cried twice.

Yan Qingsi shook her head and sighed: "Well ... Listen, how much Aunt hurts you, but you don't want to be filial, look at hurting your mother."

Yue Tingfeng's forehead is full of black women. Are you here today to make trouble with him?

After being so disturbed by Mrs. Yue, Yue's appetite for the wind | fire was almost dissipated.

He gritted his teeth and got up. "You wait for Lao Tzu. After supper, I will eat you again."

Yan Qingsi winked at her: "Okay, wait for you." Waiting for you and my surname Yan.

Yue Tingfeng put on her clothes and opened her face with a dark face: "Mom, don't pretend, watch a few bubble shows, do you think you can cry like that?"

Mrs. Yue embarrassedly put down her hand: "Well, although I didn't cry, all I said was the truth."

Madam Yue crossed her neck and looked inside.

Yue heard the wind blocking her: "Mom, what are you looking at?"

Yan Qingsi suddenly stretched her head from behind Yue Tingfeng, "Of course, look at me, this little fairy!"

"Auntie, how are you? I haven't seen you in a few days and you are beautiful again."

Mrs. Yue touched her face and cleared her throat, "You don't want to please me, no matter how you seduce my son, I won't let you into Yue's house."

Yan Qingsi blinked at her: "But am I not coming in now? And, I just finished with your baby!"

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Yue Tuhao: There is a 30-year-old professional mother who has no sei, please call me Yan to listen to the wind in the future, thank you!