"Will grandma's friends be as difficult to deal with as grandma?"
"Don't worry," Shen Zhilie laughed, looking at Ye Qianqian, as if to comfort her, but also as if to gloat over her misfortune, and said, "She won't be more difficult to deal with than the old lady in our family."
When Ye Qianqian heard this, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He sighed and said, "It's so difficult."
"Hmm?" Shen Zhilie raised his eyes and looked at her.
"I always feel like God is upset with me, so he has to torture me like this?"
"Don't think like that," Shen Zhilie looked up at Ye Qianqian and said seriously, "What if it's just that God thinks you're easy to bully?"
Ye Qianqian glared and kicked him.
Shen Zhilie laughed out loud, hugged her, and said, "Let's go to sleep. I'm sleepy."
"Go back to your place and sleep there. It will be so embarrassing if your parents see you!"
How bad!
"What are you afraid of?" Shen Zhilie leaned into her arms and said, "You've all come home with me for the New Year. The elders already know what it means. Why would they care about these things?"
Having said that, Ye Qianqian still felt something was strange.
Looking at Shen Zhilie, Ye Qianqian subconsciously turned her head and looked around the room.
Could it be... there is surveillance
Otherwise, why would Old Lady Shen knock on their door at such a coincidental time last time
Shen Zhilie took a look, stretched out his hand to turn her face back, and said: "Don't let your imagination run wild. Grandma won't do anything perverted."
Ye Qianqian blushed, pushed him away, and said, "I didn't say anything, how do you know what I'm thinking?"
"Huh, I still don't understand you?"
This woman is sensitive and tends to think a lot.
"You are just like a little kid. I only imagined all kinds of fantasy things when I was a kid, but you are so old that you still can't stop."
"You are old!" Ye Qianqian spitted, "How am I old?"
Shen Zhilie was silent for a moment after hearing this. He glanced meaningfully at the small hill on Ye Qianqian's chest and said, "It's not big."
Ye Qianqian became even more angry. She pinched his waist, pushed him away, and yelled, "Get lost!"
Shen Zhilie almost fell off the bed and hurriedly pulled her back.
Ye Qianqian was pulled by him and fell directly into his arms.
Shen Zhilie put his salty hands directly forward and said, "Big big big."
Ye Qianqian slapped him, feeling embarrassed and annoyed, "I'm going to kill you, get out!"
Shen Zhilie held her down and whispered, "Go away if you want. Am I afraid of you?"
"Hey, what do you want to do!"
"Take off your clothes and get out!"
"Well… "
…
Lunar New Year's eve.
The imperial capital is not as good as Yun Town. When Ye Qianqian woke up, she saw the woman from the Shen family making dumplings.
Ye Qianqian knew nothing about this kind of hand job, but she still washed her hands, disinfected them, and went forward to join in the fun.
Mother He liked Ye Qianqian very much and patiently taught her how to wrap the dumplings.
Ye Qianqian watched attentively and packed several.
Although it doesn’t look very good, at least it didn’t leak.
'Ding Dong'
The doorbell rang.
Ye Qianqian subconsciously thought: It must be the old lady’s friends who have come.
Sure enough, after Shen Zhilie opened the door, the people who came in were all old men and old ladies.
He seems to be older than Mrs. Shen, and looks quite healthy.
(End of this chapter)