Yan Zhiqiu was ordered by Shen Wanqing to have a rest.
Yan Zhiqiu was really tired. He didn't wake up until Shen Wanqing got off work.
By this time, Shen Wanqing had returned home.
Shen's father and mother are sitting on the sofa eating fruit and watching TV.
Seeing that Shen Wanqing came back, Shen's mother ate the small apple fed by Shen's father and stood up to meet her.
"Why did you get off work a little later than usual today?"
Shen Wanqing took off his shoes, put on his slippers, came over and said, "Uncle Li drank some wine and came late."
Shen's mother looked at Shen Wanqing's tired appearance and felt distressed. "Go take a bath and get tired."
"Yes."
Watching Shen Wanqing enter the room, Shen's mother sat back on the sofa.
Mother Shen suddenly said, "old Shen, have you found something wrong with Qingqing recently?"
"What's wrong?" father Shen put down the newspaper and asked suspiciously.
Mother Shen said, "look what your father did. I don't know the changes of my daughter."
She pushed Shen's father. "Don't you think Qingqing is much more sensible? It was a mixed world demon before!"
She still remembers that when she went out, she was respectfully called aunt by those little gangsters. When she first met this kind of thing, she was scared to death.
Father Shen took off his glasses. "It's a good thing to grow up."
Shen's father missed a small peach with a fork, fed Shen's mother and said, "children have their own thoughts. When it's time to mature, they will mature naturally."
"Hey... Also..." mother Shen sighed.
Mother Shen chewed a peach in her mouth and looked at the TV. Suddenly she said, "Qingqing is 20 years old this year. Why didn't she bring a boyfriend back? It's OK to talk first if she didn't bring it back."
Mother Shen stroked her cheek with her hand and looked worried. "Qingqing doesn't look bad. How delicate and beautiful that little face is, just like me when I was young. Why do you always mix with other boys into brothers?"
If this goes on, when will she have a fat grandson.
And Shen night here started chatting with the teenager after cleaning and bathing.
I don't know what's going on with the teenager. He suddenly blew his identity.
Shen Wanqing replied with a casual smile in his eyes.
Wangzi milk essence: I know
It took a while to reply slowly.
[good boy:... You know?]
Wangzi milk essence: Yes
[Wang Zi milk essence: after all, Yan Shen is my idol. As a fan, how can I not recognize my idol?]
Yan Zhiqiu suddenly had a meal. His dark eyes were stained with water mist, and his slender feather eyelashes couldn't help blinking.
In the past, there was a sense of loss on Jun's face.
The handsome boy unconsciously pursed his thin lips, and the flashing eyelashes showed the man's nervous mood.
[y: idol?]
[wangzi milk essence: Yes!]
[wangzi milk essence: I like you!]
The broken eyes fell on the girl's reply. The Obsidian pupil suddenly shrunk and closed the lip flap tightly, bringing out a soft lip line.
Like
Young Junjun's face was full of confusion and shyness, his beautiful eyes were stained with dense, and his eyelashes trembled gently.
Bai Shengsheng's ear tip was slightly red, and he replied shyly.
[y: me too]
Lying in bed, Shen Wanqing smiled in his eyes, with a light hook in the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed a touch of beautiful amorous feelings.
[wangzi milk essence: do you like it the same as me?]
The girl's inquiry.