Warm marriage as ever

Chapter 122 You Can't Leave
Jian Xuancheng frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"My mother? What does my mother want from me?"

The little maid shook her head: "I don't know."

After speaking, she looked up at him and saw that he was honestly buttoning the buttons on the chest of his pajamas. The little maid hesitated for a moment, but still reminded him in a low voice.

"Master, madam, she seems to be in a bad mood, you'd better hurry up."

The action of buttoning the buttons froze, Jian Xuancheng glanced at her impatiently: "I see, I see, really, are you annoying?"

After speaking, he blinked his sleepy eyes and staggered downstairs.

Seeing his appearance, the little maid was worried for a while, and hurriedly followed him.

Jiang Meiying, who was looking in the mirror downstairs, heard the voice from the stairs, put down the mirror in her hand calmly, folded her arms around her chest, and looked serious.

Jian Xuancheng staggered to Jiang Meiying's side, looking at Jiang Meiying's unfriendly expression, his heart skipped a beat, then stood aside respectfully, and gave her a flattering smile.

"Mom, why are you here so early?"

Jiang Meiying raised her eyes and glanced at him, seeing that he was wearing pajamas, with disheveled hair and sleepy eyes, she was suddenly out of breath.

Without thinking about it, she directly picked up the chicken feather blanket on the side, and ruthlessly drew it towards Jian Xuancheng.

Jian Xuancheng didn't pay attention, his ass was whipped, and he immediately cried and howled, seeing that Jiang Meiying wanted to continue, he hid behind Xiaomeng, covered his butt, and looked at Jiang Meiying with aggrieved eyes .

"Mom, why are you beating me so early in the morning? You must be in menopause."

When Jiang Meiying heard this, she immediately became furious: "Xiaomeng, get out of the way!"

As a woman, the most intolerable thing is when people say whether she has reached menopause.

No matter who it is, even if it's his own son, he can still beat him!

Xu was afraid that Xiaomeng would really leave obediently, Jian Xuancheng grabbed Xiaomeng's shoulder directly, then leaned into her ear and whispered.

"Xiaomeng, you can't leave, if you leave, I will be unlucky."

That rather aggrieved tone and that warm breath made Xiaomeng's heart tremble.

Looking at the big slender hand on the shoulder calmly, Xiaomeng's cheeks could not help but flush slightly.

Seeing that Jian Xuancheng was so close to the little maid, Jiang Meiying was immediately displeased: "Jian Xuancheng, you are harming the little girl again, aren't you?"

Jian Xuancheng shook his head subconsciously: "No, no, how is it possible, I am an honest gentleman, how could I harm someone else's little girl."

Jiang Meiying: "Hehe."

Xiaomeng took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in her heart, looked at Jiang Meiying and said: "Madam, the young master is your son after all, so what can't you say properly? .”

When Jiang Meiying heard this, she narrowed her eyes and looked at the little maid carefully.

Unfortunately, after the little maid finished speaking, she obediently lowered her head.

Jian Xuancheng, who was behind the little maid, first glanced at her suspiciously, then put his gaze on Jiang Meiying, and asked, "Mom? What's wrong with you? Who messed with you? Tell me, and I'll deal with him!"

Jiang Meiying casually threw the chicken blanket in her hand, and then angrily threw the phone on the coffee table.

"See for yourself."

Jian Xuancheng walked over on tiptoe, first took the chicken feather blanket in his hand, and then picked up the phone.

(End of this chapter)