Chapter 142: Isn't my brother used for pits?
"Okay, what do you want to eat, girl? I'll cook it for you right away!"
Having said that, he really stood up and started rolling up his sleeves.
Su Luoyun rolled his eyes a few times:
"Don't say that wind is rain, there is everything in the refrigerator, cook what you want to eat!"
Gee.
This attitude towards the daughter and the son-in-law can be described as a clear distinction!
Su Zhixiao hurriedly said:
"I've eaten, boiled dumplings, I'm not hungry."
Ji Zhengguo just gave up.
cough.
"mom!"
"Don't call me mom, I'm not your mom!" Sit directly on the sofa on the other side.
Ms. Su Luoyun's reaction at this time was all expected, Su Zhixiao and Ji's father looked at each other and both shrugged.
Later, when he came to his mother's side, he snuggled on his mother coquettishly:
"Mom"
The more you shout, the softer you are.
What else can Su Luoyun do?
You can't drive your daughter out of the house again after finally coming home, right?
"Get up! Don't pick me up!"
Hard-mouthed.
The mother and daughter of the direct relatives, after so many years, how could they not understand each other's temperament?
Knowing that my mother is so tight in her mouth, she will not let go:
"Mom, don't be angry."
It's been so many years, hasn't it?
Moreover, before seeing it, Ms. Ming Mingsu took the initiative to cook a hangover soup for someone!
and many more!
"Where's my son?"
Even a certain drunk is there, why is my dear son not there?
The arm was pinched in an instant:
"I only think of the child now? Tell me about you, how do you usually act like a mother? Why are you so irresponsible? Did your Uncle Ji and I bring you up so irresponsibly?"
Absolutely not!
When Ji Zhengguo treated his daughter, he definitely kept it in his mouth for fear of melting, and held it in his hand for fear of falling.
And Ms. Su Luoyun, the old couple is a typical tiger mom and cat dad!
Finally, Father Ji said:
"Porridge is sleeping in our house."
Forehead.
"Is my brother not here?"
Father Ji: "Your brother is still outside with his friends."
It was someone who finally finished the big bowl of hangover soup leisurely, and choked on the last sip.
"Oh, are you alright?" Father Ji was worried, and handed his son-in-law a tissue.
After a big bowl of sobering soup, the wine is completely sober, except that the body may not recover.
"It's okay, Uncle Ji, I accidentally choked on it."
Even Ms. Su Luoyun, who was angry just now, ran in front of her son-in-law.
"After drinking the sobering soup, go back to your room and sleep for a while, stinky girl, what are you still doing? Help Xiaofu back to your room!"
What?
"No way! He drank so much alcohol, and he smelled like alcohol... Or, help my brother to his room!"
Dead Daoist friends do not die poor Daoists!
Isn't brother just used to pit it?
Disgusting!
However, she was almost hit again by Ms. Su Luoyun's Jiuyin White Bone Claw.
"Su Zhixiao, what are you looking for?
hurry up! "
This is your husband, go back to your parents' house, where will you sleep if you don't sleep in your house?
Still feeling the smell of alcohol?
Dressed up quite like.
It's a pity that you are the one toe that is moving, and your mother knows it perfectly!
So, stop struggling!
A minute later, someone was helped into the room.
When you enter the door, you are greeted with a strong girl's heart!
Wall, pink.
Bed sheet and duvet cover, pink.
Even the wardrobe is actually pink and white.
sweat...
It's all renovated more than ten years ago, right?
More than ten years ago, Su Zhixiao was a little older, and at that age, of course, she liked pink, which is a girl's heart-pounding thing.