Without relentless words, he did not see Joe's meaning again. Zhao Yalan took up the scissors and trimming his fingernails with blue nail polish.

From the bottom of her heart, she just couldn't like her daughter-in-law. Even if she looked at her, she was disgusted.

I really don't know if Nian Yongming is old and his head is not smart? Actually for his son to find such a bereaved daughter-in-law.

Full of contemptuous words, all poured into Qiao Mu late's ears, let her hear the root of the ear son suffer badly.

Although I had done it well in the morning and had to endure the sarcasm of Zhao Yalan's tricky mother-in-law, I still felt a lot of pain after I really heard it.

In any case, she felt that since she married into the new year's family, she had to learn to get along with the new year's family as if they were family members. However, no matter how hard she tried to do her job, she could not be treated differently by her mother-in-law.

Stiff almost blood in the rapid backflow of the body, she has been a blank brain, completely do not know whether they should step in, or turn away.

Until she heard the languid voice of niannanchen when she got up in the morning, her petrified body had a subconscious reaction.

Leisurely raised his head, and his eyes fell on the sound source -

just when he raised his head, his clear eyes were severely burned by the scene in front of him.

Nian Nanchen is tall and straight, with a robe on his upper body. He stretches his thin arm and hugs Qiao Mohan, who is wearing his own robe. His love looks like they are the newly married couple.

"Ah, sister, are you back?"

A look at Qiao Mu night that is like a ghost, pale face of pestle at the door, Qiao Mo with a voice with a bit of harsh meaning of tearing open the lips.

She walked forward with her slippers and looked up and down at her sister --

"sister, what did you do last night? Why are your eyes blue? Did you have a rest? "

As she spoke, she swept her sharp eyes over Qiao Mu's pale face consciously and unconsciously.

Since she was a child, she felt that her nominal elder sister was here to fight for her parents' love. Unexpectedly, after 22 years of defending her, she was robbed of her beloved man by her elder sister, who was four years older than her.

Thinking, the coldness in her eyes dropped another degree.

By his sister's attitude is not clear, Joe Mu late tight pretty small eyebrow.

"Never mind!"

Just dealt with a Zhao Yalan, she really does not have the strength to deal with Qiao Mo Han, then around his body, ready to leave.

But don't want to, oneself just walk out a small step, the arm is a Qiao Mo contain to encircle.

Sweet smile slanting head son, Qiao Mo contain small head pillow in Qiao Mu late's shoulder son.

The image of that good sister is vividly displayed by Qiao Mo Han. From the perspective of outsiders, it is a picture as harmonious as a painting.

"Sister, what do you do when you leave in such a hurry? Do you want to go back to your wedding room and have a rest? "

“……”

Meaning to have to point of say, Qiao Mo contain delicate small face to emerge a little bit blush.

"Elder sister, I'm really sorry. I saw you didn't come back last night, so I stayed with Nanchen. Because I didn't bring any change of clothes, so... "