My wife is my mother's best friend

Chapter 202 Your Son Is a Serious Person (13)

Song Meiyue hid in the bed, looking at the three question marks sent by her little villain, she was a little confused for a while. According to common sense, just relying on someone's daring level, she couldn't wait to He opened the door of the room, but...he sent three question marks.

Just when Song Meiyue was at a loss, she received another message from someone.

Jiang Qi: Why?
These two simple words made Song Meiyue a little bit dumbfounded, she actually asked why. What else can I do when I post your photos at night?Of course, I want you to get out quickly.

hesitate for a while,

Song Meiyue got out of bed, held her mobile phone, edited the message, and then pressed the send button.

Song Meiyue: Does it look good?is it sexy?
at the same time,

Jiang Qi, who was lying on the sofa, was amused. He knew very well what Song Meiyue in the room wanted to do. He just wanted to drag him into the room. If it had been a few days ago, he might have entered in the first place, but now he is beaten to death. He won't even go in.

First of all, the location is wrong. This is my home, and my mother is next door. If my mother finds out that I have secretly slept with her best friend, maybe she will be very happy. But it is more embarrassing between each other. Secondly Aunt Qiao is so good at grabbing quilts!The key is not to let him sleep in his arms.

Then sleep ass!
Everyone sleeps and loves whomever they like.

Jiang Qi curled his lips, holding the phone and silently replied to her.

Jiang Qi: Pretty, sexy, I'm sleepy, good night.

finished posting,

All in one go.

Put the mobile phone on the coffee table, tugged at the blanket on his body, twisted his body and closed his eyes, but at this moment, he heard a 'squeak', the door of a certain room was quietly opened, and Then Jiang Qi's waist was pinched by a delicate little hand.

"Are you going to rebel?"

"What exactly do you want?"

Song Meiyue sat on the edge of the sofa, with her butt pressed against his back tightly, one hand stretched out on his waist and twisted it fiercely, and said angrily: "Don't you understand what I mean? Did you mean it on purpose? Don't want to come in?"

"Hey!"

"speak!"

"What do you mean by pretending to be dumb?" Song Meiyue was almost pissed off. While pinching her little villain, she nervously looked at her best friend's room. She was afraid that at this moment, Miss Yaling would suddenly rush out of the room, Then she was caught on the spot.

"It hurts"

Jiang Qi begged for mercy bitterly: "My aunt, the vice president, quickly accept the magic power."

Song Meiyue pursed her lips, although this stinky man made her a little angry, but after all, she was her little husband, and Xiao Shi's punishment was almost enough. Silently loosened his waist, forced his shoulders, and asked through gritted teeth : "I ask you what exactly do you want to do?"

At this time Jiang Qi turned around, opened his sleepy eyes hypocritically, and said seriously: "I want to sleep alone."

Song Meiyue frowned immediately, and stared blankly at the lying young man in front of her, angry, angry and helpless. A while ago, he went crazy and wanted to go to bed, but now she agreed to let him go to bed, and finally gave you She came up with a new trick, and she didn't even want to beg him to go to bed.

"I don't believe it."

"You must be thinking about something bad, right?" Song Meiyue stared at him coldly, and said slightly annoyed.

however,
Jiang Qi didn't answer.

At this moment, one of them was lying on the sofa, the other was sitting on the edge of the sofa, they were close to each other, staring at each other, and they were deadlocked in the living room for a long time, neither of them made any concessions. Didn't even say a word.

suddenly,

A hand quietly stretched out from the blanket, grabbed Auntie Qiao's wrist, and then pulled it hard. In Song Meiyue's face full of panic, this body with the graceful curves of a mature woman was pressed against Jiang Qi's strong and strong body. body.

Jiang Qi gently held Song Meiyue's delicate face, sucked her vermilion lips with a swipe, and in the next second, he felt his palm gradually becoming hot, and Auntie Qiao's face was getting redder and hotter, salivating There was a hint of coolness on her vermilion lips.

Song Meiyue was very nervous and scared. When she was sucked by someone, her heartbeat began to accelerate rapidly. Even her breathing became difficult. She lightly beat his chest with both fists, trying hard to get out of this vortex, but All turned into useless work.

gradually,
The mature, sexy and charming auntie vice president, her body is no longer so stiff, her hands that were beating him before unconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck.

After a while,

Both of them moved their mouths away, Jiang Qi looked at the delicate mature woman in front of him, and couldn't help but sighed in his heart. No wonder I have kidney deficiency. Reasonably, who can resist this?
"little villain"

"Just bully me. You'll regret it later." Song Meiyue pinched his cheeks, with a trace of mature woman's tenderness in her brows, but she kept complaining to him, and at the same time ravaged him hard Face.

Jiang Qi smiled innocently, and said softly: "Who made you so good-looking."

Song Meiyue snorted coldly, got up slowly, sat on him like this, raised her head to look at Jiang Yaling's room, a strong guilt swept over her instantly, but soon the guilt disappeared. Well, think carefully about stealing her son not once or twice, it doesn't matter how many times, as long as you don't get caught.

"Go in?"

Song Meiyue pointed to the room and asked him softly.

"Don't go."

Jiang Qi shook his head and replied seriously.

In an instant,
Song Meiyue almost exploded, kissing and hugging, but he still didn't go in. Isn't this kissing and hugging for nothing?

"you you."

"If you have the ability, don't come in for the rest of your life!"

Song Meiyue left him angrily, walked towards the room without looking back, gently pushed open the door, couldn't help turning her head to look at him lying on the sofa, and then walked into the room, but... He didn't close the door, but concealed it.

The night is deep.

Song Meiyue was lying on her side on the bed with her eyes closed. She didn't fall asleep. Although she really wanted to fall asleep, she didn't know why. Just like a boudoir who hasn't been cared for for a long time.

squeak
The door of the room was quietly opened, Song Meiyue's heart trembled suddenly, and for a while, she felt that someone was already lying on the side. For some reason, at this moment, Song Meiyue felt a faint sense of security deep in her heart.

Song Meiyue hesitated for a while, reached out and grabbed a corner of the quilt, slowly stretched it towards him, and said leisurely: "Here is the quilt."

"No. I'm covered with a blanket." Jiang Qi said softly.

"Oh"

Song Meiyue responded, still lying on her side with her back facing him.

at this time,

Jiang Qi moved his buttocks, leaned towards her slowly, and gently hugged the delicate body wrapped in the quilt from behind. His head was buried deep in her black hair, and there was an elegant wash. The smell of hair water, combined with a unique mature fragrance, made Jiang Qi feel refreshed.

in the dark,
Neither of them took any action. They just lay quietly on the bed, maintaining the same posture. In the silent atmosphere, they could even hear each other's breathing, and at the same time, an ambiguous atmosphere began to sprout. Blanket, but you can still feel how secure his firm chest is.

"Jiang Qi."

"Uh?"

"Will you hold me like this for the rest of your life?" Song Meiyue asked softly.

"Of course, if I don't hug you, can I hug someone else?" Jiang Qi said with a smile: "Okay, okay. I know what you mean, this life belongs to you, sleep peacefully tomorrow morning Is there still a meeting?"

"Um"

Song Meiyue didn't have the previous cold and angry attitude, replaced by the tenderness and cuteness of a little woman, and even a little bit of attachment to someone.

With her eyes closed, feeling the embrace of someone behind her, Song Meiyue realized for the first time that the night was not so dark. Ever since she had him, her eyes were full of romance and peace of mind.

Song Meiyue fell asleep. Compared to before, she tossed and turned and found it difficult to fall asleep. She fell asleep in seconds at this moment, and there was a faint smile on her calm and charming face.

After confirming that someone was asleep, Jiang Qi quietly left the room. It wasn't that he didn't want to stay with his vice president aunt, but that he was worried that he would oversleep and be caught by his mother on the spot the next morning.

If you are caught by your mother-in-law, you can get over it with a thicker skin, but if you get caught by your own mother, it is not easy to get over it with a thick skin, after all, the identities of the three of them are there.

the next morning,
Jiang Yaling woke up from her sleep immediately and looked at the time. It was only six o'clock in the morning. She hurriedly put on her underwear and left the room in a hurry. As soon as she opened the door, she heard the sound coming from the kitchen. There was a voice.

Hey.
Still missed it.
Jiang Yaling sighed helplessly, walked silently to the door of the kitchen, and saw her son standing in front of the stove cooking breakfast.

"mom?"

"Why so early?" Jiang Qi noticed his mother and asked curiously.

"I plan to make breakfast for you and Mizuki."

Jiang Yaling walked to her son's side, looked at the vegetables and rice in the pot, and then sniffed her son a few times. It was basically confirmed that her son smelled of Meiyue's perfume. sleep together.

"what?"

"Why are you like a police dog?" Jiang Qi asked with a guilty conscience.

"nothing."

"I'm afraid you'll steal someone without telling me." Jiang Yaling glanced at her son, saw a little shame on his brow, and said calmly.

"."

"Who am I going to steal from?"

"Could it be that I'm going to steal Aunt Song? She's your best friend!" Jiang Qi rolled his eyes, forced himself to cover the pot calmly, and said seriously: "Mom, stop thinking about it, your son is a decent person! "

"Really serious!"

Jiang Yaling snorted coldly in her heart.

fart!

You have loved to write a diary since childhood. Can this be called a serious person?

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(End of this chapter)