After nearly two hours of lunch, Su Xiaofu, Yin Xinyi, and Su Zhongxun hurriedly left when they saw that the time for work was up. Moji wanted to go with Su Xiaofu and have a deeper conversation with her.

But Su's mother seemed to have no idea what the young man thought at all, and insisted on keeping him.

The little girl Su Xiaofu loves her husband very much, and seems to be worried about leaving him alone at home. While Su's mother pushed her back to the door, she smiled and said with a "sneer" smile: "You're just there."

Don't worry, go to work. Mom is not a tiger and can't eat your little husband."

Not a tiger? As the saying goes, a woman is "like a wolf in thirty, like a tiger in forty, and sucking dust in the ground at fifty." At this moment, she is many times more powerful than a tiger! Mojitie thought with a smile.

Seeing them leaving in the car, only two of them were left in the huge room, it was suddenly surprisingly quiet.

Of course, nanny will do the things to wash, rinse, drag and sweep these locks. Ji Yuanheng walked to the sofa in the living room and lay down, waved to Moji, and said with a smile: "Ji'er, come and talk to my mother."

Because I didn't sleep well last night and drank a lot of wine at noon, the bored Mojib wanted to have a good sleep. Seeing that his beautiful mother-in-law was invited, he ran to Java in a hurry and walked over happily to her.

Sitting down, leaning against her affectionately, and asking, "Mom, don't you take a break at noon?"

He turned his body sideways, held Moji's nearest hand with both hands, and said with a happy expression: "Mom is in her fifties, unlike you young people, who have no sleep."

Moji, a little hooligan, has a thick-skinned and sweet-mouthed person, which is his best skill. He smiled and said, "Mom is not old at all, don't you look at it, her skin is still so tender.

"His hand touched Ji Yuanheng's pretty face. This little hooligan dared to eat even the tofu of his mother-in-law.

When Moji's thief's hand slowly moved on his face, it seemed like a little bug was passing through his face, and felt a slight itch. Ji Yuanheng's pretty face showed a faint blush, and his beautiful eyes couldn't help but feel a little bit of itchy.

He gave him a blank look and thought: It seems that he is still a little guy under the sanity, why did he become his son-in-law? Are he and Fu'er already getting along?

The itchyness on her face made her feel a little disgusting in front of the younger generation. She gently grabbed Moji's thief's hand and said angrily: "You are not big or small, are you also teasing me for mom?"

Moji pretended to be wronged and said, "Mom, you blame me wrongly. Your skin is so tender and tender, and it looks so shiny."

Some words, once may be fake, if you say it twice, it may be true, then three times, it is true! The so-called "I wear thousands of clothes, but I don't wear flattery", I still insisted when I saw Moji

Ji Yuanheng couldn't help but stretch out his green onion fingers and touched his pretty face.

"Yes, my mother's skin is very elastic! Is my father reluctant to let go when he touches it?" Moji, the little hooligan, was joking with his mother-in-law.

"You little brat, is there anyone who talks to your mother like this?" Ji Yuanheng said coquettishly, reaching out and patting his head.

The two sat next to each other for a while, feeling the fearless and unrestrained family affection.

"Hey, little brat, how much is your relationship with Fu'er?" Ji Yuanheng looked at him with a little bad intention and said.

Moji, the little hooligan, had a blushing face at this moment. He didn't expect that his mother-in-law would ask his son-in-law such a question. He blushed and said, "Ah...well, it's great."

Seeing his shy face, Ji Yuanheng teased him and said, "What does it mean to be very good? How good is it?"

Moji touched the thick nasal cavity with his fingers and said embarrassedly: "Hehe, it's so good that he doesn't distinguish between each other."

Ji Yuanheng noticed his nasal cavity as big as garlic and thought to himself: The man with a big nose said that the dog thing below is also thick, I wonder if it is true? Thinking of this, his pretty face couldn't help but turn red like peach blossoms.

He is his son-in-law, what are he thinking about?

"Is that so? Then when will I give birth to a nephew for my mother?" She was waiting for the little hooligan Moji here!

"Ah? Mom, I'm not eighteen years old this year!" He was completely speechless. Nowadays, why do the elderly like to take care of children? First, there were bayberry seeds, then Fan Chunxiang was about to get pregnant, and then

Chen Fang wants to have a big belly, but now Ji Yuanheng misses his nephew. It’s hard not to sing this song or another.

"I don't care about that much. Your father, that old guy, I don't know what kind of deep mountains and forests you will get back in the mountains and forests. I haven't been back for ten or eight years. So you have to speed up your time to give birth, Xiaofu, your sister and

My sister-in-law has one for each child.”

"What? Mom, no, I have to have a baby with my sister-in-law?" Moji, the little hooligan, was amused when he heard this!

"Silly boy, what are you thinking about? Even if you are happy, they have to be happy!" Ji Yuanheng didn't expect that Moji misunderstood what he meant, or that he really didn't explain it clearly. However, Moji's words were also

She reminded her and thought to herself: This is also a solution.

"Where is my sister, why didn't I see her today?" My sister-in-law has been there, so she must be happy! I don't know what my sister is thinking, is she happy?

"Xiaorong, I didn't ask her to come back today." She said regretfully.

"Su Xiaorong? Is she my sister?" Moji, the little hooligan, opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg into it! He felt that he had been plotted by the Su family! He had three beauties that Su Zhongxun had already arranged.

Scheme! This old guy is really worthy of being the commander of the military region and is scheming. However, the price is indeed too expensive. He paid the two daughters of the Su family to get a wife. Moji is such a beautiful plan

Hundreds of people who are willing to get into it.

"Why, do you know Xiaorong?" Ji Yuanheng was a little surprised and asked with Emei lightly frowned.

"She has been my coach to practice driving." This is a fact, and there is no need to avoid medical treatment. There are some facts that cannot be said now. Moji said embarrassedly, was his reaction a little bit big just now?

"Oh. That's even better. Has she told you about her own affairs?" Judging from his expression just now, his relationship with Xiaorong seems to be more than just practicing driving. As he practices, who knows them

Where did the two practice?

In her heart, did she hope that their relationship will be simple or that their relationship will be deep? She herself didn't know it, but she just had a slight expectation.

"Hehe, mom, have you asked a little more?" the little hooligan said with a smile. Some things really cannot be said explicitly.
Chapter completed!