"Mom, he's not my type."
"How old are you? Do you still like me? How can I have so many likes in my life? After a long time, it is just family affection. Haven't you heard a word? The relationship between husband and wife after marriage is like the left hand and the right hand, both have been worn away by firewood, rice, oil and salt. "
"Having said that, I still hope that I get married not because of suitability, but because of love."
Although Yang Meirong was not happy when her daughter said this, she didn't force it.
Lying on the bed at night, Huo Mian posted a message on WeChat Moments with emotion.
If one day you get married, I hope it will not be because of suitability, but because of love.
Such a romantic thing was suddenly ruined by her Jia Zhixin.
He replied below and said, Sister, I think men are like the food in the cafeteria. Although it tastes bad, if you go there late, there will still be no food.
Because Zhu Lingling also has Jing Zhixin’s WeChat account, she can see the conversation between their siblings.
He immediately commented to Zhixin, "Why do I feel like you said this to me?"
"Where, Sister Ling, how dare I say anything to you."
Huo Mian smiled and replied, "You two had a lot of fun under my comments. Did you pay the protection fee? Are you so arrogant?"
Before she could read the reply, a video call suddenly appeared on her phone...
What was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone was my dearest husband, and it was accompanied by a photo of Qin Chu, who looked so handsome with blood on his face.
But she remembered not giving Qin Chu a note, so what was going on
He answered the video anxiously and turned down the volume.
Fortunately, Huo Mian's room was far away from her mother. Otherwise, what would happen if her mother came in suddenly
"Hello, Mr. Qin." Huo Mian greeted mischievously.
"Have you had dinner tonight?" Qin Chu's voice was as gentle as ever.
It looked like he was still at the company, wearing only a dark gray casual shirt, and the diamonds on the cuffs were particularly dazzling.
If someone puts this kind of equipment on someone else, they will look like a nouveau riche.
But Qin Chu definitely gave off the aura of a noble. It must be said that clothes are not important, face is the most important.
"After eating, my mother made stewed chicken. It was super delicious. I ate a bowl and a half of rice."
"Not bad." Qin Chu had a smile in his eyes.
"Have you not gotten off work yet?"
"Well, we have a meeting later."
"Why do you become a workaholic when I'm not at home? Don't you know you should go home early and rest?"
"When I go home, I will stay alone in the empty room." Qin Chu answered simply.
Well, Qin Chu's tone was like that of an angry little daughter-in-law.
Full of sadness...
"Ahem... just hold on, I'll be back soon."
"I miss you so much." Qin Chu stared at Huo Mian on the phone.
She was wearing a lavender nightgown with a big Mickey Mouse on it, which looked so cute.
When Qin Chu said this suddenly, Huo Mian felt her cheeks start to heat up slightly.
"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Qin Chu was obviously dissatisfied.
Looking at his stupid wife, after hearing him say that he missed her, she didn't express it, she was also drunk.
"I miss you too."
"Do you just want to do it?" Mr. Qin protested again.
"Uh... I really, really, really miss you. I miss you so much. Are you satisfied with that?"
"That's pretty much it."
"The camera should be farther away and not too close to the face."
"What? Are you tired of looking at my face for so long?" Huo Mian chuckled.
"Zoom away."
After listening to Qin Chu's instructions, Huo Mian had no choice but to keep her phone away.
Strive to enter the country as a whole according to the photo...
"The collar should be lower." Qin Chu said seriously.
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