Chapter 909

Yanbo managed to coax him well, Tong Xiaohuai's bodyguard picked up the luggage early in the morning, and Yanbo was only responsible for happily leading Tong Xiaohuai's hand into the car.

Yan Bo stretched his waist and hands and feet comfortably in the car, then leaned over and kissed Tong Xiaohuai on the lips.

"Hey...it's different to have a girlfriend...you don't need to take a taxi when you come back in the middle of the night, and besides, it's really nice to have a beautiful woman pick you up!"

That appearance was very frightening, and there was a little bit of complacency, and the happy smile on his brows and eyes was very dazzling.

Tong Xiaohuai rolled his eyes at him again, reached out and pinched his waist hard.

"There's something even better!" Tong Xiaohuai said with a bit of reluctance.

Judging by her expression, she was a little reluctant.

Yan Boqi stopped, ignored his pinched waist, leaned closer to her face, and looked at her carefully, "What could be better? Are you planning to cook something delicious for me tonight?"

Yanbo knew that Tong Xiaohuai's ten fingers were not in the sun, so he was obviously teasing her.

Tong Xiaohuai is also a self-aware person, "I don't know how to do it, so don't even think about it! However, my mother ordered Uncle Guan to make supper for you, and she asked you to stay at home tonight, so as not to run around Come and run to suffer."

Yan Bo understands that it is because the prospective mother-in-law is afraid that he will come back late and will come early tomorrow, so let him stay at Tong's house tonight, and leave for the resort together tomorrow.

"Aunt Tong is so nice!"

Thinking of being able to have a heart-to-heart talk with Tong Xiaohuai tonight before going to bed, instead of just relying on the phone to relieve lovesickness, Yanbo's affection for his future mother-in-law immediately soared.

"Yeah, so good that my daughter is a little jealous!"

Tong Xiaohuai seemed to be jealous, but in fact, she was very happy in her heart.

My boyfriend can be liked by my mother, which shows that my vision is really good!
"Why are you jealous? Aunt Tong just loves the house, because I am your boyfriend and she loves you, so she treats me well."

I have to say that Yanbo really knows how to coax people, especially women.

Tong Xiaohuai glanced at him, "It's not necessarily true, you made my mother happy, and it's hard for her not to like you."

Tong Xiaohuai's words further showed that Yanbo, the son-in-law-to-be, had already obtained the approval of his future mother-in-law.

Along the way, couples who hadn't seen each other for a few days, from night snacks to child mothers, and finally, for some reason, turned into soft-spoken whispers.

Brother Yang, who was concentrating on driving, could only vaguely hear the chuckling and grunting of the young lady and her future brother-in-law from the back seat, but couldn't hear anything else clearly.

Yanbo's business trip this time was decided on a temporary basis, but even though he was in a hurry, he thoughtfully bought a bunch of souvenirs to honor his future father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Yan Bo was rushed to take a bath by Tong's mother, and Tong's mother slept a lot during the day, so now, he and Tong's boss are in the living room to look at the presents Yan Bo brought back.

Boss Tong was making souvenirs, while Mother Tong was looking at a palm-sized purple sand teapot.

"Yunxiang, come and take a look at this teapot."

Boss Tong leaned over and took a look, "I don't understand..."

Although it has been more than 20 years since he met Shen Weiyao, at least he has not learned the other party's elegance and taste. In his own words, he is still a rough person.

"This pot, I think, is at least over a hundred years old, and it is a rare treasure that exists in the world. This gift from Xiaoyan is too expensive!"

While Shen Weiyao felt pain for Yan Bo, she was full of praise for this exquisite small teapot and loved it.

Tong Xiaohuai came out of the bedroom, and upon hearing this comment, she, who was as ignorant of appreciation of antiques as her father, couldn't help leaning over curiously, lying on the back of the sofa, resting her head on Tong Mama's shoulder and looking at her hand in earnest. teapot on.

After looking at it for tens of seconds, Tong Xiaohuai didn't think there was anything unusual about this teapot.

"Mom, there's nothing strange about this, right? I see there are many purple clay teapots like this in our tea house!"

Tong Ma turned her head and gave her precious daughter a white look, "It's really hard for Xiaoyan to be with a vulgar person like you."

Mama Tong's words made Boss Tong raise his head, and his gaze collided with that of Tong Xiaohuai. The father and daughter both showed sympathetic smiles at the same time.

"Mom, I call it real! If you don't understand, you don't understand, and it's not shameful." Tong Xiaohuai admits that she really doesn't have that kind of elegant demeanor.

"Yeah, if you don't understand, you don't understand. This is called truth, and it's better than pretending to understand!" Tong Boss deeply agreed with the words of the precious daughter.

Tong Ma shook her head helplessly, and glanced at the father and daughter with eyes like idiots.

"You two must think I'm stupid. There are so many similar purple sand pots in my teahouse, why do you only care about this one?"

The father and daughter nodded repeatedly, "Yes, why?"

"Those are imitations. No matter how exquisite and perfect the handwork is, they can only be regarded as high-quality imitations. It is very, very difficult to find a real one with perfect appearance like the one in my hand. Anyway, so far, except I saw one in the Rijksmuseum, and this is the second similar teapot of the same age I have seen."

Tong Xiaohuai was convinced now.

"Mom, I have a sense of crisis now, what should I do?"

As Tong Xiaohuai said, he put his arms around Tong Ma's neck from behind and rested his head on the back of her neck.

"Huh?" Tong Ma obviously didn't understand what her daughter meant.

"Mom, Yanbo knows how to please you! Will you recognize him as your son in the future and stop loving me?"

"puff!"

Tong Ma turned her hand behind and patted her on the head, "You are really still a child, and only Xiao Yan can indulge you like this."

"Aunt Tong, why am I messing with Xiao Huai?"

After taking a shower, he was refreshed and Yanbo, he heard Tong Mama's last sentence, walked over and asked with a smile.

"I'm jealous! My mother treats you better than me now!" Tong Xiaohuai stared at Yan Bo, the "culprit", half-truly and angrily.

Boss Tong added fuel to the fire, he spread his hands and said, "I'm jealous too..."

Tong Ma turned her head and glared at the father and daughter respectively, stood up, and couldn't help teasing the father and daughter.

"Let's eat late at night. If you are full, you won't have so many complaints."

Said it was for supper, but Shen Weiyao didn't take a bite herself, just sat on the side holding the purple clay pot and looked at it carefully.

"Xiao Yan, you spent a lot of money on this pot, right?"

Yanbo chewed the steamed stuffed bun and shook his head in denial, "Aunt Tong, you don't have to worry, I traded things for this purple clay pot, and it didn't cost any money."

Originally, although Boss Tong was often very awkward in front of Yanbo, he still appreciated Yanbo more than slandering him. Now, after hearing what he said, he frowned instinctively.

"Xiao Yan, what would you trade with someone?" He only thought that Yan Bo was lying.

(End of this chapter)

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