Marrying for marriage, lawyer husband can't

Chapter 37 Sister-in-law, don't give in

The warm touch made Sun Jiayuan tremble, she wanted to withdraw her hand but was imprisoned by a force, she looked up.

What does he mean by that?I couldn't help but pop up the scene in the morning again in my mind, and felt the temperature on my face rise and coughed lightly to hide my discomfort.

Sun Jiayuan, what are you thinking, a pervert? Maybe people just think you have cold hands and good intentions, or maybe everyone in the main building is trying to save face today.

Don't think about it blindly.

She knows that her hands are cold. In winter, she likes to play with her cold hands on other people's necks. Now...
Sun Jiayuan's mind was in a mess, thinking that the two of them had already stepped into the main building.

The main building is different from the Xingyuan building where they live, it is entirely in the Chinese architectural style, the Eight Immortals table, sandalwood, and the air is filled with a faint woody fragrance, which is the old man's favorite incense.

Stepping into here seems to have traveled through time and space, to the ancient times, the antique flavor has no modern taste, including the TV, and a large blue and white porcelain fish tank in the living room is the most conspicuous.

Sun Jiayuan still remembers the shock of stepping into Ling's house for the first time, as if she had broken into another world. The whole Ling's house is composed of several small buildings, all of which are separated by a certain distance. It is the court building of Ling Shenxing's parents, the Hengjiu building of Ling Shenheng and his wife, the Yuqing building of Ling Shenyu, and the Xingyuan building of her and Ling Shenxing.

"Sister-in-law, don't give in. Only you have a good temper and can bear this ice cube. I know a lot of little fresh meat. Let me introduce you. They must be better than him."

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Ling Shenyu's yelling, and Sun Jiayuan looked worriedly at the man beside him.

"It's good to watch a play"

Ling Shenxing was obviously used to this kind of situation, so he just stood there, really looking like he was watching the excitement.

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Sun Jiayuan didn't know how to respond to his reaction.

The current situation in the living room is like this, Jian Yining is standing in the middle, Ling Shenheng and Ling Shenyu's brothers and sisters are each holding an arm, one left and one right, it looks weird no matter how you look at it.

"you dare"

Ling Shenheng's tone was not kind, and he stared at the other person, as if he was facing an enemy, but this person was his own sister.

"Why don't I dare, you have a cold face and bad temper, am I wrong?"

Ling Shenyu pointed out that she couldn't bear the high-spirited rebuttal, so Jian Yining could live with this person.

"Xiaoyu, don't say a few words"

Seeing her husband's gloomy face, Jian Yining teased Ling Shenyu, thinking that she had gone too far.

As soon as the siblings met, they pinched her and put her in the middle.

"Sister-in-law, can you have some backbone?"

Ling Shenyu rolled Jian Yining's eyes with a look of hatred for iron.

"You want to go to Africa"

Ling Shenheng pulled his wife into his arms, and he no longer wanted to talk to this younger sister.

"Stop threatening me, Ling Shenxing, you brat, just watch your sister being bullied, don't you?"

Ling Shenyu looked towards the door and decisively pulled someone in.

"Qingqing, uncle embraces"

Ling Shenxing turned a blind eye to them, and directly crossed their "battlefield", and hugged his one-year-old niece, Ling Shenyu's daughter Chu Zhiqing, from Ling's mother Shen Bing's arms.

"mom"

Sun Jiayuan quietly followed Ling Shenxing, and said hello politely. One thing she should be thankful for is that although her mother-in-law was neither cold nor cold to her after marriage, at least she didn't speak coldly to her, which was enough for her.

"kindness"

Shen Bing's attitude is not warm, but he can't find any faults. He is still well maintained in middle age, but unlike Ye's mother, he has a kind of seriousness without anger.

Sun Jiayuan looked at Ling Shenxing holding the child and teasing her, she was surprised by his skillful technique, how many faces this man has.

"Ling Shenheng, you treat me like a thief"

Ling Shenyu's voice still didn't stop until there were two heavy crutches hitting the ground at the stairway.
(End of this chapter)