Chapter 975

Upstairs.

Sun Qingqing has chosen a room there. She doesn't need Jiang Mengmeng's arrangement at all. She knows which child she needs to live in. She is looking at it room by room!

"Is this the master bedroom?" Sun Qingqing stood outside the bedroom and asked the servant.

"Yes, this is the room for Mr. and Mrs." the servant nodded.

"Really?" Sun Qingqing smiled, opened the door and went in directly.

This startled the servant. This is Jing Muchen's room and Jiang Mengmeng's room. They married here last night. How can they let anyone in?

At ordinary times, even the servants at home dare not come in. Sun Qingqing takes it as his own home and pushes the door in.

"Miss Sun, you can't go in. This is Mr. and Mrs. sun's room. Ordinary people can't go in!" the servant died of anxiety.

Sun Qingqing smiled: "I'm not an ordinary person. Jiang Mengmeng is my sister. Don't I even have the qualification to enter my sister's room?"

Eh!!

The servant had no choice but to go downstairs to find Jiang Mengmeng and ask her to find a way. This sun Qingqing is really too much.

Sun Qingqing is walking around in her bedroom. It's so big and beautiful. It's much better than the villa she used to live in. The room is also large. The furniture at home is imported.

WOW! What a big bed.

Sun Qingqing jumped directly into the bed. She was tall and thin. The moment she jumped into the bed, she was bounced up by the comfortable big bed and bounced several times in the air.

Sun Qingqing rolls around on the bed. There is a smell of Jing Muchen on the quilt. It smells good! Sun Qingqing liked the smell so much that she took a deep breath with her nose. She liked it so much.

Downstairs.

"Madam, Miss Sun didn't listen to her advice. She ran to your room and Mr. Sun's room. We couldn't stop her." the servant was so worried that Jiang Mengmeng was afraid of swearing.

Zhang's mother, who followed Jiang Mengmeng's back, sank her face: "why does your wife raise you? You can't even see a person. Can anyone enter the wife's and husband's rooms? Why don't you go and bring people out?"

"But Miss Sun didn't listen to us. This..."

"OK, I see. You step back first." Jiang Mengmeng said faintly.

Jiang Mengmeng is also very dissatisfied with sun Qingqing running to her room without permission. Even if they are sisters, Jiang Mengmeng doesn't allow anyone to enter her room. It's her room with Jing Muchen. No woman can enter it.

Jiang Mengmeng walked directly up the stairs, and Zhang's mother held her: "madam, you must teach Miss Sun a good lesson in a while. You can't let her fool around. If you put up with her entering your bedroom, she will only intensify."

"I know." Jiang Mengmeng is not stupid. How can he not see it!

At this point.

Jiang Mengmeng is already standing outside her master bedroom. Sun Qingqing, who doesn't know the heaven and earth, rolls around on the bed where she and Jing Muchen sleep, and smells it with the quilt covered last night. How shameless!

Yesterday was a wedding day. The taste was naturally different from usual. Moreover, Jing Muchen drank too much at that time, and his alcohol smell was very heavy.

Tomorrow night, Jiang Mengmeng and Jing Muchen not only fall asleep quietly, but also something happens. Because it's a bridal chamber, I have to do something. Even if I'm pregnant, I can't do it directly, but I can also do it indirectly. I can't treat my man badly.

The sheets and quilt covers were too late for the servant to wash. Sun Qingqing was so good that he rolled up.

Jiang Mengmeng went in directly, and Zhang Ma followed with some servants.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Mengmeng's face was calm and hard to provoke.

Sun Qingqing knows someone has come in, but so what? She just lay in the bed of her sister and brother-in-law for a while. She didn't do anything. Can she eat a little girl?

Sun Qingqing got up in a leisurely manner, and his ass was still sitting by the bed.

"Is your sister so stingy? I just think your bed is very comfortable. I lay down for a while! Is it difficult for your sister to be angry with your sister because of such a small matter?" Sun Qingqing's mouth is very powerful.

It seems that she is not sad at all. I'm afraid she deliberately ran home through her mother's suicide!

Before Jiang Mengmeng could speak, Zhang's mother couldn't help reporting her grievances for Jiang Mengmeng.

"Miss Sun, you are also a girl. Can't you tell where this is? Do you want to enter Mr. and Mrs. sun's room? And don't you think you have more ideas when you lie in bed and even want to hear the sheets and quilt covers?" Mrs. Zhang reminded sun Qingqing: "Our wife has a good temper. If someone else had, you would have been thrown out now. If Mr. Jing was at home, he wouldn't be polite to you. If Miss sun wants to continue living at home, I think you'd better restrain yourself."

Zhang Ma speaks directly.

"Who are you? How can you talk here? My sister didn't blame me. Why did you gossip about me? Apologize to me, or I won't finish with you." Sun Qingqing pointed to Zhang's mother.

Sun Qingqing doesn't know the identity of Zhang's mother. Zhang's mother is an old servant of Jiang xiaorou's family. Now no one in Jiang's house has gone back to live. Jiang xiaorou is not at ease. Mengmeng sends Zhang's mother to take care of her.

Zhang Ma represents not only Jiang Mengmeng, but also Jiang xiaorou. Her voice is very important. How can a sun Qingqing ignore it.