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Chapter 243 Mom, Are You a Tiger?
"I've always called him Nan Yufeng." Xian Wei followed with an innocent face, walked to the living room, and sat cross-legged on the sofa.

Song Zufeng gave Xianwei another hard look, and said to Nan Yufeng embarrassedly: "Yufeng, don't mind, this child is spoiled by me."

"Auntie, it's okay." Nan Yufeng smiled at Song Zufeng, then looked at Xianwei, and said dotingly, "I just like her calling me Nan Yufeng."

In fact, apart from Xianwei, no one dared to call Nan Yufeng by his first and last name.

Hearing Nan Yufeng's words, Song Zufeng nodded repeatedly and smiled in relief, as long as Nan Yufeng and Xianwei are good, that's enough.

Then she went to the kitchen to cook, Nan Yufeng was going to help, he had to behave well today.

"You don't need your help, just chat with Weiwei and you two, we can eat in a while." Song Zufeng stopped Nan Yufeng and waved his hand.

When Nan Yufeng sat back on the sofa, Xianwei leaned over while eating grapes, and said to him: "Didn't you notice that my mother treats you much better?"

"I found out, so I'm so nervous now. You touch my arm, it's full of goosebumps." Nan Yufeng rolled up his sleeves, grabbed Xianwei's hand, and placed it on his arm.

The moment he entered the door, his whole body was tense, and he was about to die of tension.This feeling is like applying for a job, and I don't know if I can be selected by Xianwei's mother.

"Do you really have goosebumps?" Xianwei touched the goosebumps on Nan Yufeng's arm, then raised her hand and patted his arm, "Oh, it's not going to the execution ground, why are you so nervous? My mother doesn't eat it either. People. She has a sharp mouth and a tofu heart. After I talked to her that time, she began to accept you. No, you saw it just now. My mother is so enthusiastic about you, she almost forgot about my daughter .”

"It's because I'm too enthusiastic, that's why I'm afraid." When Nan Yufeng said this, his legs were still shaking.

Xian Wei took the plate of grapes and put them in Nan Yufeng's lap, then picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth, "I'm afraid of a fart! Try this grape, it's so sour and delicious."

Sweat dripped down Nan Yufeng's face. Today was probably the most stressful day he had in more than 20 years, even more nervous than the last time he went to work in a supermarket.

When it was time to eat, Nan Yufeng picked up the vegetables carefully, and only ate the dishes in front of him.

"Don't you like to eat braised pork, try my mother's cooking skills, she makes delicious braised pork." Xianwei was not used to Nan Yufeng's restraint, so she stretched out her hand and twisted his back, and then pinched him a piece Braised pork.

Nan Yufeng nodded slightly, wishing she could bury her head in the bowl full of rice in front of her.

Xianwei picked up a piece of potato and put it in her mouth, then put down her chopsticks, put her hands on the dining table, resting her chin, glanced at Nan Yufeng, then turned her head, and asked Song Zufeng: "Mom, are you a tiger? Why is Nan Yufeng Is he so nervous when he sees you? His palms are still sweating now."

Song Zufeng raised his head and replied lightly, "You will have such a day too."

"Why?" Xianwei didn't understand.

"The ugly daughter-in-law will see her in-laws sooner or later. Let Yu Feng take you home some other day. You will know why he is so nervous today."

"Weiwei is not ugly." Nan Yufeng interrupted.

Hearing Nan Yufeng's words, Xianwei smiled triumphantly, then pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, and looked at Song Zufeng, "Mom, how can you talk to Nan Yufeng? I am your precious daughter."

Song Zufeng laughed, and then said to Xianwei: "Dear baby girl, quickly get some food for your dear boyfriend."

(End of this chapter)