Regardless of what Peng's father and mother felt, since they didn't pick it up, Qian Mai also ostriched his neck.
Isn’t there a song like this, "Although I was unsure at the beginning, I still decided to love." "If loving you is a winding river, why would I mind the danger and twists."
In any case, the life must go on well.
"What's the matter with you?" She had been secretly paying attention to Peng Chen for a long time. Since last Christmas Eve, he has scratched his back irritably from time to time. At the beginning, the interval was quite long, but today, the movements when returning from get off work are getting more and more intensive, and the scratching force seems to be getting more and more rude.
"Itchy." Peng Chen stared at the stock market, and replied casually.
"When did it start? Why don't you go to the hospital?"
"I'm getting sick. I have seen many doctors, but they have not been able to cure them. I am fine at ordinary times. When it comes to rainy days, I feel itchy. This freezing rain is really annoying. It keeps coming down and I feel like the whole person is going to be moldy." Long-winded complaining.
"It's early. This year is a bad year. It will be clear until the twelfth lunar month to let everyone dry the quilts for the New Year, even if it is God's face."
"How did you know? Changed to do the weather forecast?"
"Old experience." To his mockery, Hidden Wheat turned a deaf ear, walked over and bent over, as if to lift the hem of his clothes: "Let me see."
"Don't!" He was too shy at this moment, and tightened his clothes to prevent her from seeing it. Qian Mai sighed helplessly: "Why are you ashamed? Twitchy, like a little daughter-in-law."
"You are the little daughter-in-law." Peng Chen subconsciously retorted, but the red tide quickly smeared the roots of his ears, his eyes flickered, and he said unwillingly: "Don't look at it! The acne was all scratched by me, so ugly of."
"Okay! I promise you won't dislike you." Qianmai dragged him into the bathroom like coaxing a child, turned on the bathroom heater, and softly ordered: "Take off your clothes."
Obviously it was a normal sentence, and she said it softly in her voice, and it made people unable to help but think about it. Peng Chen swayed for no reason, grabbed the hem of her clothes and glanced at her sadly, and said, "I take it off, you have to be responsible to me!"
Qianmai stunned and slapped his back angrily. When is it all, still in the mood to joking. He didn't do it or he kept doing it, leaning over and doing it himself, stripped him naked in three or two strokes.
Hey, there's a fist-sized pimples on the back spine. Now he has scratched his skin, and blood oozes faintly. Under the shining of the light, the flesh and blood was blurred, and it was a bit shocking. I couldn't help but reproached: "You are so itchy on your body, wouldn't you buy an ointment and try to apply it?"
"Trouble." Peng Chen curled his lips impatiently.
What a BH logic! I would rather scratch it with blood and blood than buy a stick of ointment to apply. She also said that his skin is now healthy and smooth. It is not like a little pimples on his face when he was in junior high school; it turned out to be a mass transfer of acne, and it all went to the back. He gave him an angry glance, then turned and walked to the kitchen and locked the door.
An hour later, Latent Wheat came out and went into the bathroom again. It was busy again and again, and when I was ready, I called out Peng Chen, who was stuck in front of the computer again.
Peng Chen had a cool face, reluctantly rubbed his neck, glanced at the small basin of dark brown water on the sink, and asked, "What is this?"
"Honey water and soy sauce, wipe it for you. An old Chinese doctor told me that this secret recipe can cure your spine-like viral acne."
"Is it useful?" It was weird and unreliable. Peng Chen strongly suspected, but he didn't say anything and took off his shirt again consciously.
"How do you know if you don't try. To deal with this kind of chronic disease for many years, you must have the courage of Shennong to try the herbs, and the determination to swear not to give up if you don't cure it." Qian Wheat's mouth encouraged in every possible way, and there was no idleness in your hands. , I wet the small towel, and pressed directly on Peng Chen's back when it got wet.
Almost immediately, the piercing pain was overwhelming. Peng Chen was tight, crying and screaming: "Why is it so painful?"
Qian Mai quickly grabbed his arm, not letting him avoid twisting: "Don't bark. Big man, you can't bear such a pain, be careful when others hear the joke." Half-coaxed and half-deceived, and continued to work hard and squeeze a cup of water. Sprinkle it on the wound, and then hold it tightly with a small towel.
Peng Chen was so painful that the roots of his teeth trembled, and no longer believed her, he touched the water inlet in the plate with his fingers. The high concentration of salty taste immediately made him angry: "Hill wheat, you are sprinkling salt on my wound." No wonder it hurts terribly, one of the top 20 cruel tortures in Europe.
Qian Mai was not afraid of him, so he kept him locked in front of the sink and continued to be cruel, and he was justified and smashed: "This is called'I can't bear the child, I can't put the wolf'. If you want to cure the disease, you have to get out. "
He guessed right, this was indeed salt water mixed with blackened edible salt. But who told him to look for abuse by himself and give her a chance. However, it is also interesting to say that this young master neither smokes nor scolds people when he is in a bad mood, but instead he abuses himself with all his heart. It is really a weird thing.
After cleaning up with salt water, I went to the pharmacy and bought a few Chinese medicines, crushed them and applied them. This was repeated N times a day, and by the third day, not only the wounds had scabs and no itching, but even the acne on the back was mostly gone. I think that if we continue to pray for another week, the disease should be cured.
Peng Chen's face finally stopped being bitter and bitter: "My wife, you are so kind."
Latent Wheat is not so coaxing. While rubbing black salt on the acne, he unceremoniously complained: "How come you saw the wind so soon? Didn't you scold me for hiding a knife in my smile and being cruel the night before?"
Peng Chen was embarrassed, knowing that she was going to settle the general ledger after Autumn, and simply pretended to have amnesia. Gu left and right, he pretended to ask casually: "You said, I go to Nanjiang to propose marriage alone, will my parents agree?"
"Just wait with the broom."
Since the first plan didn’t work, Peng Chen immediately started the second plan: “Then give me your passport. Let’s travel to the United States in a few days, visit Times Square, visit the Las Vegas Strip, and give it to me by the way. With a surprise, A Bin also came to a romantic exotic wedding by the way. OK?"
OK you're so big! Why don't you continue talking about going to Disneyland, it's the best place for you. Latent Wheat belly sneered and didn't answer, Yin Ya secretly bite and rubbed his back desperately, rubbing Peng Chen's brows and screaming painfully: "Take it light...
"You don't like tossing, I still find it troublesome."
"What's the trouble with this. I'll take care of everything. You just need to get on the plane to sleep, get off the plane and sign..."
"Stop it." Lengyan interrupted his boastful talk, making Qian Mai a little unhappy. A marriage without the blessing of parents is like a building without a foundation, how can it be truly happy. If they really cut first and then play, it will only make Peng's father and mother even more hated to look down on her, and their parents will be disappointed and faceless. At that time, she will become Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror—not a person inside and outside.
Peng Chen immediately realized his failure to speak, and blamed him for being too anxious and not considering it well. Looking in the mirror, her Rou Ning Su hand was still carefully applying the medicine to him, her calm face was not unhappy, but she was silent and did not speak again. A trace of anxiety flashed in my mind, turning around and holding her hand with medicated mud, and blurted out an apology: "I'm sorry."
Qianmai's head hung down from beginning to end, speaking slowly, his cold tone was long and far away, and there was an indescribable sense of etherealness: "You don't need to apologize. I don't feel wronged, nor regret it."
It seemed to be for Peng Chen, and it seemed to be for myself.
Her voice was almost inaudible, but every word was burned in Peng Chen's heart. Thousands of words rushed through my heart, but in the end only a simple sentence was said: "Trust me, I will handle it."
Qianmai pouted unbelief: "Your so-called method is to abduct me and'elope away'. With such a foolish mind, why should I trust you."
"I still have some clever ones." Peng Chen immediately shook his head and offered the treasure: "Your husband is smarter than Kong Ming, and he is full of tricks, so don't worry about it."
What a boastful trick. Qian Mai broke into a smile, and glanced at him angrily: "Shameless! He actually raised himself to the height of a god-man."
After being scolded, Peng Chen listened to it as a joke. The handsome face approached her face, both eyes were piercing, teasing her in a petting and flattering way: "Laughing? Are you not angry anymore?"
What an intoxicating face! This guy is very philosophical capital.
He stared at Qian Mai, his face was hot. He couldn't help being funny, he was like a young master like him, and with a little bit of qi, he could spend the whole day quietly and awkwardly alone. After thinking about it, he raised his head and put his hands softly around his neck and said: "Peng Chen, your attitude on Christmas Eve is not very good, remember that you can't talk to your parents like that in the future."
"Yes. My wife is so kind." Peng Chen agreed unconditionally, flattering by the way.
It’s a pity that Qianmai didn’t take this lip service and said: “I’m not kind, I just save others by myself. If one day, Xiao Hai has a cold war with her family or yells at her for a girl, I’m sure It will also be very sad, and naturally I will not have a good impression of that girl."
Peng Chen thoughtfully after hearing it, lowered his head and raised his eyelids to see if it was still early, and rushed into the room to take the coat and pulled her out.
"What are you doing?" He said that wind is rain, and now he can't keep up with his thoughts by replacing it with latent wheat.
"I listen to you, for our future'great plan', I decided to please my parents." He squinted his eyes and smiled brightly. His young and gentle face was flying as clear as a pure big boy at this moment.
Qian Mai smiled: "Then how are you going to please them.
Peng Chen took her and went to pick up the car nonchalantly: "Well, I am going to take it in three steps. The first step is to'get attractive with profit' and buy a lot of things to buy them."
Che, I thought he really had some tricks. But you! "What about the second step?"
"If my first battle is effective, there is no need to implement the second step."
This person is really confident. How can people's hearts be so easy to win, you always have to do a few more filings for everything. "What if the first step fails?"
"That's no way. We have to bite the bullet and'use emotional people', when the time comes, we will disgust them every day with tears and snot."
Latent wheat is disgusting enough to think about it on your knees. The most likely thing is: before Peng's parents and Peng's central nervous system can respond, they themselves are overwhelmed with nausea. This is definitely a stinky move. Yes is equal to no. You can pass directly. "What if the second step fails?"
"Luck will not be so bad, right." Peng Chen screamed: "At that time, I couldn't care about so much, so I had to serve with a big stick and honey water. First drag them out and spank them, and then we will be assigned to them. "Honey Water with Soy Sauce"."
Qianmai sighed speechlessly. It's freezing cold. Can't his brother save his self-righteous jokes? It seems that businessmen will only make plans, and really can't expect too much.
"Are you sure you want to buy this?" In Leng Yuye's department store, there are relatively fewer customers. In the wedding area, Qian Mai pointed to a bunch of festive candy boxes in surprise.
These candy boxes selected by Peng Chen are very elegant and cute. There are cartoon characters, all-sided and exquisite, Chinese elements, and European-style creative ones. There are a lot of dazzling arrays, and the styles don't have heavy styles at all. The red and bright colors make people feel good when they see it in the winter, and even she likes it very much.
But the problem now is that Peng's father and Peng's attitude is very ambiguous. They made a bunch of red and beautiful things and sent them to them. Didn't they make it clear that they were going against them? If she bought fishing tackle and tents in the sports recreation area half an hour ago, she could still think that he was looking for Peng's father. But now, she really couldn't guess his intention.
Qianmai stretched out his hand suspiciously and pulled his sleeve, his brows were slightly twisted unconsciously.
Peng Chen was full of joy when she chose wedding candy. He glanced at her slightly open pink lips and she wanted to talk, feeling proud. Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, she peeled a toffee and stuffed it into her mouth.
Oh my God, the wedding candy in the high-priced area is declined.
Qianmai didn't expect him to do this. The shopping guide lady's astonished sight showed that it was neither sweet nor vomiting. A face was so hot that it could be an omelette. There was nowhere to hide, so he slammed his head against his sturdy back to avoid everyone's sight. Then, I heard Peng Chen ask the shopping guide lady with his signature warm and mellow voice: "My wife is greedy, can I let her taste one first?"
Wow, who is greedy, without such slander. Fortunately, the shopping guide lady agreed very sensibly, and by the way also tenderly invited him to taste one.
Hidden Wheat is deeply seismic! Good thing, Peng Xiaochen, it turns out that your beauty can be exchanged for sweets. It seems that in the future, he can be taken to the streets often.
After solving the wedding candy problem, the two swiped their cards to pay the bill, and took the escalator to the next level. Roughly turned around and entered a swimsuit specialty store.
Peng Chen glanced back and forth, and quickly selected two swimsuits for men and women with bright colors. When the lady at the counter was packing and sealing, she asked for a card and wrote: "Dear Mr. Peng, Miss Lin, put on this beautiful swimsuit, let’s go to Hawaii for our honeymoon together. Of course, we were once, you two. degree."
It turned out to be like this! Courtesy is light and righteousness is heavy, and the card behind it is the highlight.
Let me ask, which loving parents don’t want to revisit the place where they once had their honeymoon, and how many memories of the mountains and rivers there are, not to mention a pair of charming newlywed children behind them. . It must be said that Peng Chen has a very professional spirit of psychology.
Latent Wheat pursed his lips and snickered, and asked, "Why don't the fishing tackle and tent write cards?"
Peng Chen raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words: "Don't worry about eating radishes. Dad understands it very well."
The two came out when the department store was closed, with large and small bags hanging like a Christmas tree in their hands. In addition to pleasing Peng's parents and Peng's strategic materials, I also took advantage of this stall to prepare all New Year gifts for relatives and friends at once.
The two of them got into the car with a chill, glanced at the colorful gifts piled up in the back seat, and laughed involuntarily when they looked at each other. Peng Chen quipped: "It is said that being able to give is a kind of wealth in itself. It seems that we are all rich men."
Latent Wheat buried his head in ordering the seat belt and mumbled softly: "You are, but I am not."
Peng Chen was starting the car. He didn't hear clearly, so he asked casually. Provoked a contemptuous look: "Are you stupid? I should be a rich woman."
Reminiscent of the image of a rich woman with a big voice in the film and television dramas. Looking at her slender, slender, beautiful Xiaojiabiyu appearance, Peng Chen smiled triumphantly in the winter wind and freezing rain.
The so-called "beautiful beauties in the eyes of a lover" is what he is talking about. Obviously it is very common and ordinary things, as long as he is with her, he can burst into happy bubbles in his heart.
He didn't even know when he started to laugh so much; he also didn't know how many times he would laugh every day. I only know that the first reaction when waking up is to laugh. I laugh when I wash my face and brush my teeth. I laugh when I see the sun. I laugh when I pick her up for breakfast. I laugh when I send her to work. I laugh when I answer her phone. Laugh, laugh when she listens to her nagging, and laugh when she looks like a bee in the new house. Except for not smiling when he sent her home to say "good night" at night, he felt like he had fallen into a honeypot.
On Christmas Eve, I couldn’t help talking to my parents. My little cousin called and taunted him: "Huayang, what kind of fairy village girl is going to be so fascinated by you?"
At this time, he was shocked. He hadn't thought about the life of that foreign city for a long time. It seemed that many of his previous ambitions were gradually blurred, as if he was staying in a small town with beautiful mountains and clear waters, running a small shop in the villa, and accompany her. In a small house, strolling through the narrow streets is also a kind of long-lasting happiness.
He doesn't want much. Therefore, mom and dad who have been struggling all the way to come together, please be sure to save others by yourself and raise your hands high. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)