Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

Xue Jiayun despises him very much, that's not what you said just now, mature man.

Lin Ran resolutely chose to lose his memory, and opened the photo album to look at it.

It's late at night.

The two were chatting about the past, Xue Jiayun looked at the time, "Mr. Lin, it's time for you to go back to your room."

"I want to stay here." Lin Ran cheated, turned over and held Xue Jiayun down.

With burning eyes, he asked for advice.

"No." Xue Jiayun said with a smile, not to be soft-hearted.

"Yes." Lin Ran lowered his head and kissed her lips, warm lips rubbed against his lips, gentle, delicate, his breath enveloped her completely, all belonged to a man's capture and occupation.

Very domineering.

"Lin Ran..." Xue Jiayun avoided his lips shyly, and couldn't dodge it even after hiding. He asked him if he was kissing right, but he kicked the quilt aside. Lin Ran fixed the woman under him, deeply Kissing her lips.

"I want you."

He announced domineeringly, not asking for her opinion, but telling her what he was going to do.

"You said you wouldn't..."

Lin Ran took her hand and pressed it on his pride, his words were full of heat and enthusiasm, "Look, I'm already like this, and you still plan to let me go? It hasn't greeted you for a long time. "

Xue Jiayun blushed and was dumbfounded, "Rogue, you..."

Sure enough, a hooligan.

She was shy and coquettish, his eyes became hot when he saw her, and he quickly tore off her clothes, showing a lewd smile, "Little boy, just follow the old man."

"rogue……"

……

Lunar New Year's eve.

Xia Chenxi got up early in the morning and helped Mrs. Tang clean up the old house together. Although there were housekeepers and servants, they still came to clean up by themselves. For two days, she and Tang Yebai went to the flower market and saw a pot of wintersweet which was very beautiful.

Xia Chenxi liked it very much. She bought it back and put it in the garden, because there were a lot of flowers that hadn't been placed in time. Today, she specially moved the wintersweet bonsai to the antique table that she inquired about, which looked very special.

The old man also liked it very much, and praised Chenxi for his good eyesight.

Xia Chenxi was originally afraid that Mr. Tang would not like it. The most popular bonsai on New Year's Eve were kumquats. Few people bought wintersweet, and many people were superstitious that plum and mold had the same pronunciation, so many people didn't like to make wintersweet bonsai.

"Dad, do you think it's okay to put it here? Or do you want to put it somewhere else?"

"Just put it here." Elder Tang said, admiring the bonsai in a good mood, Xia Chenxi smiled and went out to work again.

Old Tang warned, "Be careful, don't hurt the child."

"I see, Dad." Xia Chenxi said with a smile, she was not as delicate as everyone thought, and she didn't help much, but she and Mrs. Tang took care of some places in the house that needed to be furnished.

The two women are busy, the men are chatting, everyone can smell the atmosphere of the New Year, and every household looks very festive.

After Xia Chenxi finished these, the butler took out the table, and Elder Tang wanted to write Spring Festival couplets.

Tang Yebai complained, "His handwriting is not as good as mine."

Mr. Tang called a sharp ear.

"Then you will write me a pair?"

Xia Chenxi swears, that voice is definitely roaring.

Tang Yebai turned around, "Who cares about writing this stuff?"

Elder Tang beat him, "I have never had any problems since I was a child, and I dare to say that I have good handwriting. I see that your document signature is terrible, so you just admit it. You can brag about your tadpole handwriting."

"Who wrote tadpole characters?"

……