Chief, Love for you is wrong

The old lady took the ring out of the brocade box. Her eyes were also tinged with sadness. She handed the ring to Qin Jing and slowly fell on her hand.

"This is the precept of Wen family. I'll give it to you in your generation."

It was like receiving a hot potato. Regardless of being polite and impolite, Qin Jing quickly retracted her hand, and her voice was a little flustered, "no! Milk. Milk, I can't take this ring!"

The old lady said to herself as if she hadn't heard it. "The first and the second came to ask me about this ring. Here you are, you can take it. When you go back to the old house, put it on and give the old woman a good breath of anger at the old man!"

Uh

Qin Jing was stunned to hear that the old lady felt a little itchy.

Angry old man?

Is it just smelling the old man?

"Ha ha!" seeing Qin Jing's hand wrapped in gauze, the old lady smiled and put the wedding ring back into the brocade box and handed it to Qin Jing.

"Jingjing, the style of this ring is a little old. It's out of date. You shouldn't wear it normally. It's for you to wear when you smell your old house. It's a long face."

Seeing that Qin Jing didn't answer, the old lady sighed.

"Live a good life. One day, he will only have you in his mind! Take this ring first, and I will end my dream as an old woman."

I'm the only one Jingjing?

Is there another Jingjing before Wen Jili?

Finally, Qin Jing took over the brocade box, not for the ring inside, nor to prove that she was really Wen's granddaughter-in-law, just for the old lady's last sentence.

Just finish one of her dreams.

This is an old man who loves his grandson and is eager to look forward to his grandson. Their knot and combination have nothing to do with love, but they will make mistakes, but they really bear the name and points on the card.

He said that he would not divorce in his life. In her mind, the credibility is not big.

Since he is still the wife and son on his certificate, how about receiving that blessing for the elderly?

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After talking with the old lady for a while, she finally pushed her out of the door. Qin Jing begged many times. Why don't you let me sleep with you? I like to sleep with the old man

As a result, the shrewd old lady only looked at her stomach, and Qin Jing hurriedly fled the door

When he went out, Wen Jili was sitting in the living room watching TV.

It was time to take a bath. After changing into a set of pure white pajamas and a rice white sofa, Qin Jing muttered, "demon!"

Thinking of his previous answer, his cheek was a little hot and pretended to be okay. He sat down next to him and handed the brocade box.

"Here, here you are. Milk. Milk said to your wife."

Before the man could answer, Qin Jing put the brocade box next to him and held his hand. The machine was distracted and looked at the familiar words on the screen, but he still couldn't press it.

He put the remote control back on the front glass coffee table, stared at the woman, copied her hand and threw the machine onto the nearby sofa.

"What God did you send?"

The man clamped his hands and pushed his legs up, but he only stepped on the air. He couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes!

His face stared at her unhappily. His eyes were cold, his thin lips were tight, and his handsome face was dark. Obviously, people were right in front of her. In her opinion, they were so far away from the end of the world.

The sound of "hissing" sounded, and Qin Jing screamed in horror.

"Wen Jili, what are you going to do!"

Her shaking legs kept waving at the man, and her hands tried to suppress it.

"Go away! Go away! Go away!"