"Dad, it's not what you think..."

Yang Qing was a little anxious and cried. It can be said that he was a mute who ate coptis chinensis and could not express his suffering.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it when you go back."

In the living room.

Asayu Yu Na was so nervous that she didn't know what to say. She was at a loss and rubbed her palms uneasyly on her thighs.

Yang's mother asked in a low voice: "Xuenai, when did you and Xiaoqing live together?"

Asaha Yuina replied sincerely: "It's been more than half a year."

"So long?"

Yang Ma was overjoyed, but she didn't expect that her unpromising son finally found a girlfriend.

Holding a grandson is just around the corner.

At this time, Dad Yang walked in and after hearing that the two lived together for half a year, he turned his head and looked at Yang Qing: "It's been half a year, how much dowry will the other party want?"

"How could I know."

Chen Yi was speechless, sat next to Xuena Kasumi, took out the quilt from the water dispenser, filled the water, and drank it in big gulps.

Asaha Yu Na sat on the sofa, her butt seemed to be stuck in glue and could not be lifted at all.

Especially under the eyes of the two elders, a hint of shy blush spread from the white neck to the ears.

Asaha Yuina lowered her head deeply, holding the corner of her clothes tightly with her little hands, not knowing what to do.

"Don't care, she is from Japan, and we haven't seen some habits."

Mom Yang waved her hand, "It's okay, it's okay, Xue Nai, have you eaten? Auntie, cook for you?"

"I can't do it, auntie, I'm a little sleepy..."

"If you are sleepy, go to bed." Yang's mother immediately ran to the master bedroom and took out a set of red quilt from the cabinet. This was the quilt to be used for her son's wedding, and it was just enough to use it today.

There are only two rooms in Yang Qing's family. The east room is the master bedroom, and the west is the second bedroom, and the middle is the living room. Usually, people will have a rest in the living room first.

Moreover, Yang Qing usually chooses to live in the west room when he comes back, so there is room for development only if there is a separate space.

"Then I'll sleep on the sofa."

"Why are you sleeping on the sofa? Go back to the house with Yuena."

Yang's father grabbed Yang Qing's collar, threw it in the west room, then picked up the quilt and spread it on the kang.

Asaha Yuina poked her head out and asked in a low voice: "Yang Qingjun, is this... tatami?"

"No, rural earthen kang."

"I haven't seen it before."

Asaha Yu Na came to the door, stretched out her white and tender right hand, and gently stroked the thing she saw for the first time.

"So hard." Asaha Yuena took back her little hand, pouted her mouth, raised her head and looked around.

Yang Qing's room is well decorated. A computer desk is attached to the wall, with desktop computers, some figure models, etc.

There were some strange posters on the entire wall, and Sumina Asaha couldn't help but show a hint of surprise. When did Yang Qingjun like this kind of thing?

On this side, after laying the quilt, Yang's father and mother returned to their room tactfully. Before leaving, they did not forget to close the door.

Definitely why you do this, you want to go, (dog head)

Yang Qing sat on the kang, plugged in the power supply, took out the charger, and placed his phone aside.

"Just a set of quilts."

The sound came from the master bedroom.

"Otherwise, hurry up and go to bed, or let you taste the taste of the Seven Wolves."

?????

Yang Qing covered her forehead, feeling a little at a loss. No girl could sleep with her? If this spread, would her reputation still be desired?

"Xuenai, go to bed early, I'll go out to sleep." Yang Qing picked up the pillow next to him and his cell phone.

“Where to go?”

"Let's have the bedding left by my sister on the bed."

"Yang...qing...jun, you can... sleep here, I'm a little scared."

Asaha Yuina lowered her head shyly, and her nervous little hands tightly held the phone.

"Is this... OK?"

"good."

After getting the approval of Asaha Yuina, Yang Qing picked up the pink bedding in the living room and placed it on the kang. In order not to embarrass the two of them, she chose to turn off the lights.

In the dark room, you can only use the weak lights of your mobile phone to illuminate it.

Yang Qing took off his clothes in two or two, put them aside, and then quickly got into the bed.

"Let's rest quickly, I'm tired all day."

In the dark night, Yang Qing could not see Sumiya Sumiya's movements, so he could only turn his head, faced the wall, and start sleeping.

Asaha Yu Na sat quietly aside. After thinking for a while, she did not take off her clothes. She covered her quilt with only two big eyes, and looked at Yang Qing who was about to rest from time to time.

"Yang Qingjun... is so hard."

"ah?"

Yang Qing felt a little sad, "Where?"

"Kang, so hard, how did you rest?"

"Just live a habit, you can't sleep without being forced. In addition, if you explain it lightly next time, it will be misunderstood."

Asaha Yu Na spitted out her cute little tongue, "Hehe, Yang Qingjun, can you tell me a story?"

"Can't."

"Why?"

"I'm tired."

Asaha Yuena poked her head out and pouted her mouth, "But I'm not tired."

Yang Qing: “………”

You are not telling stories, can you still be tired after listening to stories?

"Is it OK for the last time?"

"I'll go back and tell you... twice, okay?"

"Really?"

Yang Qing covered the quilt on his head: "It's really true, go to bed quickly, or throw it out for you."

Asaha Yu Na hurriedly shut up. If you throw yourself out, you won’t be frozen to death, especially on the dark night, what should you do if there is a wolf?

I have tender skin and meat, and the wolf likes to eat it the most.

No words all night.

…………………

The next morning,

Yang Qing woke up early and saw the empty space beside him at first sight, and couldn't help but get up curiously.

"What did this girl do?"

And in the kitchen, Asaha Yuina and Yang Ma were busy with breakfast.

The countryside is different from the city. In my hometown, most families eat rice for breakfast, and put some vegetables, etc.

Because making buns takes too much time, unless you are close to towns and can buy breakfast, no one likes to make buns.

Before dawn, Yang's father grabbed a chicken, cleaned it up, chopped it into small pieces, and prepared to stew the chicken for Sumiya Sumiya.

"Auntie, what do I do myself?"

"You can help me cut the peppers into pieces."

"Uh-huh."

Asaha Yuena came to the cutting board, and after practicing knife skills at home, it was more than enough to cut a chili.

After cutting, pour it in a bowl with all your fingers spicy and red.

"Auntie, are these enough?"

"Enough is enough, but in fact, you can't use so much to cook, just one piece."

Yang's mother looked at Qianyu Xuena's red hands with some distress, and hurriedly asked her to clean them up. If she became such a rough hand, she wouldn't feel sorry for her.

"Auntie, I can learn a little. I want to do it for Yang Qingjun when I go back."

"Of course, come to Xue Nai, auntie tells you how to do it."
Chapter completed!