Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Hearing the word aunt, Qin Jing suddenly felt his whole body loosen. This is Luo Yi's son, and Luo Yi's son called her aunt, and suddenly felt that the relationship was complete.

No matter how unwilling Luo Yi was, with the change of Xiaochi's name, everything in the past has become the past and cannot be reversed.

Bringing Xiaochi back to the hall, the smell was already coming from the kitchen. Qin Jing glanced at Wen Jili's busy back in the cabinet, Qin Jing slightly curled his lips, hugged Xiaochi and sat on the sofa, and put Wen Jili on the coffee table. Warm water was handed to him, "Drink slowly."

Xiaochi took the warm water and said to Qin Jing, "Thank you, auntie."

When Wen Jili came out with a bowl of noodles, he saw Qin Jing and Xiaochi talking and laughing. He put the noodles down on the coffee table gently, raised his eyebrows, "Why do we have such a good chat?"

At this moment, Xiaochi rubbed his belly, let out a sigh of relief, and slid down the sofa, "Uncle, Auntie, Xiaochi is going to bed, good night."

"Don't forget to tell uncle about the stomachache, you know?" Wen Jili pinched Xiaochi's slightly pale face lightly, Xiaochi shyly pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded slightly, "Yes."

Seeing the back of Xiaochi walking away, Wen Jili turned his eyes back to the person who was eating happily with a bowl of noodles, clasped his hand and flicked her head, his handsome face showed a cold tone, and gently pulled her With the corners of her lips, her voice raised slightly, "Auntie~~?"

"That's right! He called you uncle, so he should call me aunt!" Qin Jing took a quick bite of the noodles, puffed his mouth, and muttered affirmatively while chewing the noodles.

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The next day was the second day of the Lunar New Year, a traditional day for married women in Y City to return to their natal homes.

Qin Jing lost her natal family, and Mo Bai's first day of the new year has already gone there, no matter how unwilling, she had to squat in the old house with Wen Jili, waiting for the married woman Wen Aiai to come back to visit her relatives.

Wen Aiai and the others came very early, and the breakfast had just been brought out. She and Gu Zhancheng walked in with one big bag and two big bags.

"Mom and Dad, Ji Li, Jingjing. Zhancheng and I came back to see you."

The hand that was holding the soup spoon was thrown into the bowl by the slightly joyful and excited voice, and the tabletop was also stained by the splashed gruel. Qin Jing hoarse his voice before turning Head, blinking, asked innocently and innocently.

"Just now I heard someone calling my name in joy and excitement. Is it an auditory hallucination?"

Then, ignoring the reactions of the people present, she lowered her head and picked up the soup spoon again, scooping up the gruel. The old man and the old lady sighed, looked at Wen Jili, but Wen Jili looked away without a trace, and caught the gruel. Put the chopsticks into Qin Jing's bowl, "Eat more meat for breakfast."

Qin Jing, who bowed his head and ate the porridge, smiled happily at him, "Husband, you are so kind~~"

Wen's father accompanied Wen's mother back to Fu's house to visit relatives, and Qin Jing's attitude towards Wen Aiai's arrival was directly on the table. Wen Jili's actions were obviously aimed at his wife, and the three little bean dings ignored it.

Only the old man and the old lady were left looking at their daughter. Wen Aai, who always looks glamorous on weekdays and only goes out with exquisite makeup and a luxurious bun, now has a much thinner face. It can be seen that she has worked hard to fix her makeup But those fine lines at the corners of the eyes are still unstoppable.

The two old people shook their heads and sighed indiscriminately. In the end, the old lady pointed to the sofa next to her and forced a smile, "Have you had breakfast? If you haven't eaten, ask Mrs. Zhang to bring an extra serving. If you have, you can go and sit next to me first." .”