After dinner, Ying Yanluo called the Song family and the Ying family respectively. Su Weichu also called and greeted the elders there, but it didn't take too long. He hung up after a simple greeting.
When Mr. Ying answered the phone, Ying Rutian kept looking over there vaguely, and his expression became increasingly uglier until he hung up the phone.
Zhao Yunxiang watched the phone call being hung up and no one mentioned the second house. She showed some disdain on her face. Her own daughter was not close to her, let alone her son-in-law? As for Tao Lanzhi, she had been acting like a little girl for a while because of the last incident. This was too much. She had always disliked her. Not only was she a mistress in a high position, but she had to act gentle and decent. How could she seduce a married man if she was so gentle and decent
The Shen Su family has the habit of watching the Spring Festival Gala, so after dinner, everyone sat in the living room and watched the gala while chatting. There were exquisite spring couplets, red blessing stickers, red lanterns, the room was heated, and the coffee table beside them was filled with washed and cut fresh fruits.
As the first grandchild in our family, Dudu has always been loved and adored. Now he is sitting on the thick carpet and playing with his little car. He is very quiet and well-behaved.
It has always been rumored that the Shen Su family has a very good family atmosphere. There is a saying that seeing is believing. Ying Yanluo has felt it personally. It turns out that such simple warmth and comfort can be so natural in such a wealthy family. This is something she has never experienced in the Ying family. Every night dinner at the Ying residence is more like a mechanical response. After dinner, the three families drive away by themselves.
Just as Yan Luo was absorbed in her thoughts, a piece of cut mango suddenly touched her heel, and she reacted immediately.
It was Su Weichu who came over, and they sat on a sofa.
Su Weichu asked: "What?"
Ying Yanluo smiled and shook her head, then took the mango piece handed to her. The people around her didn't notice their little episode because they were talking about Shen Weiqing going abroad for repairs.
Mr. Su asked, "Qingqing, have you booked your flight ticket? When are you leaving?"
Shen Weiqing put down the fruit sign in his hand and said, "It's settled. The flight ticket is for the tenth day of the first lunar month."
This was decided a long time ago, and she was leaving as soon as the sun started. When she was still with the crew filming a few months ago, her agent had already started to pave the way for her. So the fact that she was going abroad to study was no secret, both inside and outside the circle. Her fans also gradually went from not being able to understand and accept it to facing it calmly. It's just two days, and they just have to wait.
Mr. Su nodded. "Since it is your own choice, you must do it well, understand?"
Shen Weiqing agreed obediently, "Grandpa, I know."
Shen Weiqing is only 26 years old today, but he is the senior of countless idols of all sizes in the entertainment industry. He debuted as a child star for more than ten years and has grown up under the eyes of the American audience. Because of his family background and his own talent, he has been given the green light in this flashy and hypocritical entertainment industry. Others are born with a talent from heaven, while Shen Weiqing is the kind of person who is born with a talent from his ancestors.
Everyone knows that the top position in the entertainment industry has always been rotated, but for Shen Weiqing, it becomes a changing top position, but Shen Weiqing remains.
After all, the elders were old and could not endure too long, so they started to feel sleepy before ten o'clock. Wei's father and mother originally wanted to coax Dudu upstairs to sleep together, but Dudu nestled in his uncle's arms and was unwilling to go to sleep, so they had to give up.
Ying Yanluo was stunned when she saw Shen Xingyao coming with a deck of cards. She looked at Su Weichu with a puzzled look. Are they going to play poker
Su Weichu smiled and nodded at her, "Want to play?"
Usually the four of us play together, and after the end the losers will have to challenge the final bitter melon juice punishment.
Ying Yanluo played with Ye Shutong, and although she didn't play often, she knew the general process, so she nodded.
We played the simplest competition mode, each playing on our own.
During the first round, Ying Yanluo felt the gap between herself and the other four. Less than three minutes after the start of the game, she had the most cards in her hand, and she couldn't get rid of the few single cards she had. If this continued, she would be the loser of this round and would have to run away.
After Shen Weiqing threw a small king, Su Weichu, who was behind him, played a big king to suppress the king.
Shen Weiqing: “???” What is your brother doing
After Su Weichu's King suppressed everyone, he threw a single three.
Shen Weiqing: “???”
Shen Xingyao and Wei Jingyi looked at each other and understood.
Ying Yanluo, who was playing cards after Su Weichu, also understood it, he glanced at her and then at Shen Weiqing, suppressed the smile on his lips, and played a five. In the next few rounds, Shen Weiqing was suppressed by his elder brother's cards, and then he gave the cards to his elder sister-in-law. In the past, his brother-in-law gave the cards to his elder sister. After all, his elder brother and he were in the same group, so he didn't mind. But now, his elder brother gave the cards to his sister-in-law, and he felt as if he had been abandoned.
When pressed to the back, Shen Weiqing simply gave up, and let him go, couldn't he? ! ! If he didn't let him go, all the big names would be in trouble! What splash could he make in the back
"Brother, sister-in-law, sister and brother-in-law, can you do this with a clear conscience?"
Ying Yanluo raised her eyes and looked at the other three people who remained calm.
Wei Jingyi: "How can it be considered a matter of conscience just to play cards?"
Su Weichu nodded approvingly, "Don't be too embarrassed to lose."
Shen Xingyao smiled and said nothing.
Dudu didn't understand anything, but he listened to what his father and uncle said, and he also muttered to them, "Uncle, lose..."
Shen Weiqing's heart was pierced to pieces. He couldn't afford to lose... Who couldn't afford to lose? It was obviously the wives of the two of them who couldn't afford to lose! !
After playing a few rounds, everyone's face was more or less painted. However, the one who was painted the most was not Shen Weiqing. Although he was always under pressure, his two brothers always paved the way for his wives, and the big cards in his hands were almost thrown away by them, but he still became the final winner!
But! I was not happy at all when I won!! When I lost, I was drawn by my brothers. When I won, I watched my two brothers draw for their wives. Four cups of bitter melon juice were so bitter. My two brothers drank two cups each and still laughed. I felt as if I was being bittered from a distance!!
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They played until midnight before going upstairs. Su Weichu went to the bathroom to wipe the black pen graffiti on his face, and Ying Yanluo followed him with a box of makeup remover wipes that had not yet been opened.
Su Weichu was facing the mirror, holding a freshly wrung hot towel in his hand.
Ying Yanluo: "Use this one, it will be cleaner."
Su Weichu glanced at her in the mirror and curled his lips, "Okay." Then he turned around and said, "Help me wipe it."
Ying Yanluo let out an "ah".
"You don't want to?"
The graffiti on Su Weichu's face was drawn by Shen Weiqing. Perhaps because he always bet on her, he drew all kinds of things on her, no matter how ugly or funny she was. But for some reason, Ying Yanluomi's heart still beat fast when she saw such a face. Perhaps it was because her eyes were too deep, as if they contained something bewitching. She lowered her eyelids and began to dismantle the makeup box, saying, "Later, I'll help you wipe it off."
Even though her face was painted all over, many people took the blame for it. What's wrong with just wiping it
Ying Yanluo took out a slightly cold makeup removal towel and took two steps towards her. "Bend down a little."
Su Weichu suddenly raised his eyebrows and held her waist with both hands. Ying Yanluo exclaimed defensively, and the next second she was held and sat on the kitchen counter behind him. The orange heater was on in the bathroom, and because of the hot water just now, there was a faint mist. Her eyes moved uncontrollably to the lips of moderate thickness, and she was forced to taste them carefully in the afternoon...
"Why are you staring at my lips?"
Su Weichu's low and hoarse question woke Ying Yanluo up instantly as if from a dream. She subconsciously covered her lips with the makeup remover towel.
Su Weichu tilted his head, looking at her inquiringly as to why she was doing this.
Ying Yanluo awkwardly moved the makeup removal towel away, without explaining her action, and said, "Stop talking, I'm going to wipe your face."
Su Weichu smiled, nodded, and moved his cheek towards her.
Ying Yanluo took the makeup remover towel and rubbed it on her cheek, wiping off the black marker on it bit by bit. The solubility of this makeup remover towel is very good. After using two makeup remover towels, all the traces of the marker on her face have been wiped off.
She was still sitting on the kitchen counter, and he was standing behind her. The posture was so ambiguous that she couldn't help but think of how they had kissed in this posture before. Her ears turned red, and she asked tentatively, "You're done, let me get off?"
Su Weichu's usually gentle eyes darkened, with a hint of lust that she was familiar with. Her sight seemed to be drawn towards her lips. She swallowed and felt inexplicably dry in her mouth.
"There's more to come." The voice was hoarse and deep.
Ying Yanluo: "Okay, it's all cleaned up."
"I still need to wash it with clean water."
"Then you have to let me go, so that I can clear it up..."
As she was explaining, that handsome face came closer without warning, scaring her so much that she swallowed back the next words.
Her knees, which were originally slightly together, were separated by one hand, and then my body was squeezed between her legs. I put my hands behind her back, and then the sound of "splashing" of water came from the quiet bathroom, and I turned on the faucet behind her.
She was now completely in his arms, his neck pressed against her cheek, and she felt his hands wringing a towel under the hot water. She couldn't help but look to the other side, and saw that he was indeed doing something wrong when wringing the towel. She then raised her eyes to the mirror and met his eyes, as if she was looking into a cluster of burning fireworks.