Mother?

Didn't talk about your mother, just talk about your mother?

A light flashed quickly in Shen Jiayin's eyes, and Zhuang Ruyu did not notice it.

"Mom, there may be many reasons for combining it." Shen Jiayin did not intend to comment on Hua Miaobing in front of others. Even if this person is her family, she would not do this. Because it was a woman who brought her into this world. Regardless of complaints or other things, it was a matter between her and Hua Miaobing.

After hearing her words, Zhuang Ruyu slightly shone a hint of surprise on her face.

Shen Jiayin seems to be very small, but when she is doing things, she has a sense of stability and reliability that cannot be ignored.

Mr. Yao stood in the living room and poured water for them. In the room, some intermittent conversations made him frown slightly.

The phone number Ye Chang asked finally reached. He saw the number he had called and dialed back to ask him.

"Yao Ke, is there anything wrong?"

Something is wrong?!

Mr. Yao's lips curled up and he was not polite: "How dare you ask me if I'm fine? Do you throw your wife to my wife as a burden, right?"

Ye Changwen was nervous when he heard his tone. Perhaps sweating appeared on his forehead opposite him, and explained: "I just received a call to the military district and the call was blocked. So Ruyu may not be able to contact me. I'll go there right now. Is Ruyu at your house? Your house is-"

"I didn't move, opposite the Marine Corps." Mr. Yao said.

Ye Changwen hung up the phone and used the last sound to judge that he had hurriedly ran downstairs to drive.

Mr. Yao brought the filled milk cup into the room.

Two women took a cup of almond dew he rinsed.

Because Zhuang Ruyu was really thirsty, she took a sip. It should have been made from a small package bought by the supermarket, but the brand is good, neither sweet nor greasy, just right. Mr. Yao may not know how to cook, but when buying things, he is a veteran, and he is better than a wife who knows how to cook.

Shen Jiayin touched the milk cup, didn't rush to drink it, and asked him: "Where are you?"

This girl only cares about whether he eats enough or not.

He reached out and touched her face tenderly, saying, "Can I be hungry for myself? Drink yours."

In front of Zhuang Ruyu, Shen Jiayin couldn't compete with him. She lowered her head and sipped her almond dew in small sips.

Delicious.

This is what he rushed.

She knew that the milk coffee he made was also very delicious. Although it was bought from the supermarket, he was very good at buying it. He knew which one was good, so he couldn't do it. Besides, he urged her to drink it, and as soon as he thought of it, the bad ones turned into good food.

The hot steam made her face flushed.

He brushed away the hair on her forehead, and saw that it was sweating. He wiped her with a tissue and said, "Drink slowly. Are you hungry?"

Seeing that her little head didn't light up or shook her head to deny it, he thought she had agreed and gritted his teeth and continued, "Ye Changwen called and said he came to pick up someone. I asked him to treat him, but he saw that he had caused my wife to be implicated and was hungry."

Shen Jiayin heard her husband's words: Uh.

His wife was listening on the spot.

Zhuang Ruyu looked at Master Yao, with a cold eye in his eyes. Later, when Master Yao asked for compensation, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled, "No problem. I'm asking him to ask the chef to cook and cook here directly. It's too cold, and it's not a good deal to go out to eat. It's better to ask the chef to deliver the dishes directly."

After hearing her words, Master Yao raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled: "With your aunt's words, I don't believe Ye Chang will agree."

When Shen Jiayin heard that they turned the jokes into reality, she swallowed her throat and felt that she was a bit of a big deal. I don’t know why her husband seemed to like Teacher Zhuang very much. But then again, how many friends can she get her husband likes? After counting, she may not count ten fingers.

Her husband is perfectionist and picky in everything.

As soon as the doorbell rang, Ye Chang asked.

The car was full of sweat. As soon as he entered the door of Mr. Yao's house, he unbuttoned his coat and took off his military cap. He said, "Yao Ke, I heard that the anti-theft equipment in your new house is very good. I have time to introduce it to me."

Anti-theft equipment?

When did they have special anti-theft equipment installed at home?

Shen Jiayin was stunned when she heard this.

Seeing that the couple was confused, Ye Chang asked ashamed. Did he have flattered others wrongly? But they all said that what equipment Yao Ye’s family’s defense is at the level of special forces. It’s not about theft protection, but what are they?

Answering his question, the little bun that came with his father poked his head at the door and said, "Uncle, uncle, I have installed it, separated it, soundproofing-"

Sometimes the little bun is not very clear about vague things.

However, Ye Changwen heard that he had made a mistake and could not even mention it if he had known.

Mr. Yao stared at him, his face as dark as the clouds in the sky.

The members of the Yao family are indeed incompatible with the members of the Ye family. Ye Chang asked if he was a slap in this way?

Under the stare of the other party’s parents, Ye Changwen wiped his face with his hand, and he really wanted to be like Xiao Baozi: Woo woo!

I originally wanted to come here to have a good relationship with Master Yao and the others. Who made his wife pregnant now? I would like to rely on Master Yao and the others for help?

"Your wife is inside." Mr. Yao glared at him again.

"Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, thank you!" Ye Changwen was in a hurry and incoherent, but he did not forget the main purpose of this trip, his wife and children, and suddenly slipped into the room.

Jun Ye held his hand and leaned against the door frame of Master Yao’s house just to see Ye Changwen look like this.

Xiao Baozi ignored his father and walked over to pull Shen Jiayin's little hand. So Shen Jiayin bent down and gave Xiao Baozi the almond dew that he had not finished drinking.

He took a sip of the almond dew in the milk cup, and smiled with a smile on his face: "It's delicious."

"Uncle rushed." Shen Jiayin told Baozi.

Master Yao snorted, looked at the bun and turned his head timidly, but didn't even dare to say thank you to him, and went straight behind his wife.

Any bun is good, but it’s too shy and timid. Sometimes it’s afraid of familiar people.

Logically speaking, Jun Ye and Bai Lu are both very bold. For those who dare to act, they somehow gave birth to a son but were shy.

No wonder Baozi is so sticky to Shen Jiayin, because Baozi doesn’t look like his parents, but his personality is a bit like Shen Jiayin.

He reached out and touched the child's winter melon head. Shen Jiayin licked all the remaining little in the milk cup by himself.

Master Yao watched from the side, his heart was warm.

His wife liked the almond dew he sucked, which made him more happy than the certificate he received.

Ye Chang asked into the room, walked quickly to the bed where his wife was sitting, and asked anxiously: "I'm sorry I'm late, Ruyu, is there anything wrong?"

"No. It's Yao Ke and his wife who are kind to each other. They said they were too cold to wait for you outside and took me home first." Zhuang Ruyu directly omitted the intermediate process and said.

Ye Changwen grabbed her hand and twisted her sword eyebrows.

Zhuang Ruyu didn't say anything, maybe she didn't know what to say except for the serious business.

The couple were in the room and each said something when they met, but they were all bored again.

Shen Jiayin felt strange when she heard that the guest room was as quiet as if no one was there.

Master Yao teased Jun Ye: "You used to get along with Bai Lu, right?"

Jun Ye is not fond of talking, which leads to living with his wife, and he will not chatter like a sparrow nest. He always says something and doesn’t say anything. Joking is not suitable for Jun Ye, and the jokes he makes can only be even colder. Miss Bai is not that kind of humorous person. However, Ye Chang asked differently, Ye Chang asked still has a little humor. Why are you so cold with your wife?

Baozi pulled Shen Jiayin's little finger and asked, "I heard that aunt is going to give birth to a little bun? Where are you, aunt?"

Does this bun think he is too lonely and asks the little buns everywhere?

Master Yao clamped his eyes and said, "Don't you have a lot of sisters and brothers? Why do you want your younger brothers and sisters? Is it good for you to compete for favor with you?"

Besides, if you want Baozi, won’t you want your younger brother and sister to ask for it with your parents? What do you want with his wife?

Xiao Baozi slapped his little mouth in grievance. This uncle is so terrible that he targets him every time. He did nothing wrong.

"He may think being an older brother can be more powerful and not be looked down upon by his cousin." Jun Ye spoke to his son, "Also, Bai Lu and I cannot have a second child. Are you deliberately trying to find fault?"

"Dad." Xiao Baozi ran to Junye's feet and grabbed his father's pants.

Dad is the best.

OK. After being agitated by him, the father and son became sweeter and more fucked.

Mr. Yao plucked his bangs and reached out to hug his wife.

He has a son and he has a wife.

"Go back." Zhuang Ruyu finally spoke first in the room, "This is someone else's home."

"Yes, yes." Ye Chang replied absent-mindedly.

Although this is someone else's home, when you return to your own home, 80% of it is still the same as before, and it is no different for them to have a frozen relationship. Zhuang Ruyu stretched out her feet and got down to the bed. Ye Changwen helped her pick up her coat and put it on.

"You drove here by yourself?" Zhuang Ruyu asked.

"yes."

He would answer yes or no again and again, and felt like he didn't like to talk to him, and she couldn't speak anymore.

The couple walked out of the guest room in silence.

Shen Jiayin asked: "You want to, are you leaving?"

"Yes." Ye Chang asked, nodding, thanking him politely, "My car is downstairs. We can just go down by ourselves."

"That's it?" Mr. Yao raised his eyebrows unhappily.
To be continued...