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

"My friend who is smaller than you, how old are you older than me, uncle..." Xia Qing gritted his teeth, then calculated with his fingers, "You are only five years older than me, and women of the same age are ten years older than men in terms of psychological maturity." Years old, so to speak, I am more mature than you."

An Xiaoyao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Someone must believe what you say."

Xia Qing pursed his lips, looked at his side face, and suddenly noticed something, his side face was very gentle, like a young man who walked out of an ancient Chinese painting, with an aristocratic atmosphere, Xia Qing couldn't figure out why he was in such a harsh environment. Under the environment, people like him can be cultivated.

They have lived in a very harsh environment since they were young. They climbed up thousands of corpses. Why are bloody men so harmless to humans and animals? Even the magnificent Lu Zhen occasionally has a murderous look.

On An Xiaoyao's body, he couldn't see it at all.

If people who don't know him, see him for the first time, they must think that he is engaged in scientific research, otherwise he is a teacher.

"There's something on my face, you've been looking at it." An Xiaoyao asked suddenly, and his eyes moved over, his dark eyes were facing her, Xia Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Who's looking at you?" , I’m looking at the water in the pot, don’t pretend to see if you can’t see it.”

An Xiaoyao looked a little confused, and said instead, "I'm not dead, even if I can't see it, I can feel it."

Xia Qing, "...Uncle, a woman's intuition is accurate. Are you a woman?"

An Xiaoyao, "..."

This time it was An Xiaoyao's turn to grind his teeth.

Xia Qing brought her little feet closer to the fire to keep warm. She had lost all feeling in her hands, and she was too lazy to deal with them. She had to protect her little feet. Xia Qing dangled her legs and began to gossip again.

"An Xiaoyao, are you sure that you and my sister have never been moved for so many years?"

She thought it was unlikely.

In fact, she felt that An Xiaoyao and Xiaoxue were a good match when they stood together, and the idiom "golden boy and jade girl" seemed to be specially created for them.

"Why are you so keen on tying me and Xiaoxue together? Don't you really want to call me brother-in-law so much?"

"It's so disgusting. I haven't felt so disgusting after being pregnant for several months." Xia Qing complained nonchalantly. She was already depressed enough to be called brother-in-law Tang Yebai, so she didn't want to be called brother-in-law An Xiaoyao.

In her heart, Dongfang is the most desirable brother-in-law.

An Xiaoyao smiled and said nothing.

Xia Qing tilted her head and asked, "An Xiaoyao, you don't like women with big breasts, women with my figure, and women with my eldest sister's temperament, so what would your ideal wife be like?"

"300 kilograms, or fried beans with no breasts or buttocks?"

An Xiaoyao, "...what kind of woman I like, and what does it have to do with you."

"I'm curious." Xia Qing said, "It's just the two of us here. It's boring not to talk. We have different identities. It's inappropriate to talk about other things. We can only gossip."

"Why don't you admit that you are a gossip yourself."

"What's wrong with my gossip? As a woman, God has given you the power to gossip."

An Xiaoyao, "..."

He would always forget that Xia Qing was a woman.

"Tell me." Xia Qing poked his arm, "In exchange, I'll also tell you what kind of man I like, how about it?"

An Xiaoyao really wanted to growl, kid, uncle has no interest in what kind of man you like.