Chapter 100

Qin Yiyue shook and immediately snuggled up in his arms. "Did I wake you? Why don't I go out and sit for a while?"

"It's cold outside. It's easy to catch a cold." he Qiaoyan put his chin on her thin white hair. "Darling, I won't force you."

Qin Yiyue's mouth couldn't help rising. "We won't go home tonight. Is Xiaobao OK?"

"I told him that you and I need some time to cultivate our relationship. He can understand."

"Oh, oh."

"As long as Xiaobao is willing to talk and communicate with others, he is almost like an adult. Don't worry about him too much. You are only 26 years old. Don't rush to position yourself as a child's mother."

"I'm really subconscious." Qin Yiyue smiled shyly.

"In the future, you will spend more time on our relationship."

"I will." Qin Yiyue stretched out her hand to embrace the He Qiao banquet and said with a silly smile: "local tyrant, I'm happy."

"Hmm?" He Qiao replied lazily.

"Hey, hey, I thought I had to marry a very handsome, rich and good-looking husband. I didn't expect that it should be realized accidentally. I thought some time ago that I had to find a time to fix you. Now it has been realized."

The congratulatory banquet patted her little ass, "how do you want me to react when you say it so loudly?"

Qin Yiyue smiled twice, rubbed lightly in He Qiao's arms like a child, and then closed his eyes obediently.

He Qiaoyan looked at her unprotected sleeping face and gently printed a kiss on her forehead.

**

The next day.

Qin Yiyue, who was sleeping beautifully, was awakened by a mobile phone ring.

With her eyes closed, she stretched out on the bed and scratched for her cell phone.

"Hello."

"Qin Yiyue!"

"Mom, what's the matter?"

"My male god is getting married!!!" Luo Mingmei roared. The whole person is not well.

Qin Yiyue's sleepiness was completely repelled by Luo Mingmei's words, "the news of Mo Dushen's marriage has been released?"

"So you already know?"

"I also knew it the day before yesterday. I thought it was a low-key marriage."

"Most of the stars in the entertainment industry have been invited. I don't know what background the woman is. She's so awesome."

"The bride is my sister-in-law."

"Ah? Cloud grid?" Luo Mingmei dared not set the channel.

"Yes. I also want to be the bridesmaid of yunzha. Mom, do you want to come with dad and feel your male god's charm closely? Mo mushen is much more handsome than the TV series. The photographer didn't show his beauty."

"Really?"

"Really. Would you like to come over? Qiao Yan said that he would take Xiaobao and me home in the evening. If you go to the wedding with Dad, we can go home together in the evening."

Luo Mingmei struggled very hard for a while and said, "forget it, go with your son-in-law and little grandson. Your father will be sad if he knows I'm old and still infatuated with Xiaoshuai pot."

"Dad doesn't know you're crazy now."

"Qin Yiyue, can we have a good chat? What about respecting the old and loving the young?"

"OK, OK. Mom, are you sure you're not going?"

"Sure, sure. Just take more pictures of me."

"Well, this requirement can be fully met."

Qin Yiyue chatted with his mother again and hung up the phone reluctantly.

She yawned and walked downstairs.

The cabin they live in is actually a villa.

Everything you need for life is here, and all the kitchenware in the kitchen are available.

Of course, it may also be the reason why he Qiao banquet occasionally comes here to stay.

Qin Yiyue went downstairs and found his voice and went to the kitchen door.

He Qiaoyan was busy in front of the stove with her back to her.

The slender and tight figure is wrapped in linen home clothes, and the wide leg pants make the whole person look tall and elegant.

This kind of clothes is really very attractive. If you want to change someone to wear it, it will immediately wear out of the urban-rural fringe.

Qin Yiyue took out his mobile phone while drooling.

Snapped several photos.

He Qiaoyan heard the shutter sound and turned around, "wake up?"

Qin Yiyue smiled and jumped to the back of the He Qiao banquet. "Local tyrant, what are you cooking for breakfast?"

"Noodle soup."

"Oh, oh." Qin Yiyue saw the noodle press and all kinds of ingredients, "He Dong, you're so awesome."

To make noodles in soup, we should start with noodles and rolling noodles. It's really a pursuit.

She has no such patience.

No wonder especially excellent chefs are men. They are much more persistent in their pursuit of food than women.

Girls all the way to claim that they are food goods, most of them just eat a large amount, but not fine.

People who really can eat and enjoy delicious food will not go around saying that they have eaten goods or what they have eaten.

"If you have time, do something you can't do for you at ordinary times." he Qiaoyan smiled. "Go wash your hands and peel garlic for me."

"OK." Qin Yiyue put down his cell phone and hugged the waist of He Qiao banquet hard before he went to work.

He Qiaoyan really didn't know what to say about her little jump, and continued to be busy with her work.

**

After working hard for an hour, they finished the noodles in strong and fragrant soup.

I don't know whether it's in a good mood or whether the noodles are really delicious. Qin Yiyue unambiguously killed two bowls and took dozens of photos. Only then did he lie on the sofa with his stomach and eat.

When cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, he kicked a little woman who didn't have any image, "Dr. Qin, please pay attention to your image in front of your man. It's a little difficult for me not to have an affair in the future."

"What's the image? Can you eat?" Qin Yiyue glanced at him. "Local tyrant, keep the bowl. I'll wash it later."

"To show, wait for next time."

"HMM. in the future, when you cook, I'll wash the dishes and Xiao Bao will eat. The division of labor is perfect."

He Qiaoyan went into the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks.

**

At noon, Qin Yiyue and He Qiao went back to the villa to meet Xiaobao.

Xiao Bao looked at the two people. His nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with the two immoral parents who were in love without his light bulb.

Until Qin Yiyue specially made him a cartoon cake, his little black face was much better.

Holding a small cake, he deliberately sat opposite the Joe banquet to eat.

He Qiao snorted at the banquet and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

They waited for Xiaobao to take a lunch break before they went to the agreed modeling room to do modeling.

This modeling studio often does modeling for major stars. In addition to their hairstyles, they are also responsible for their clothes and makeup.

Qin Yiyue herself seldom makes up and can only do basic skin care, but she understands the change of makeup to a woman.

From the makeup she made when she got married last time, she understood deeply.

But she is really disabled and has no time to learn make-up.

After entering the modeling room, the concierge brought the three of them into a VIP room.

The decoration inside is very modern and has a feeling of surpassing the times.