Reborn 1980's sweet wife is seductive

Chapter 347

"Really?" Lian He put away the passbook and said, "Yazhi, whether you recognize it or not, Xiaoyue is my daughter. I hope that even if you can't like her, please don't hurt her." she."

Lian He said solemnly, the warning in his words was very obvious.

Xiang Yazhi's tears fell even more violently, and the face that was covered with makeup was washed by the tears, and her appearance was beyond words.

However, Xiang Yazhi didn't have any self-awareness yet, so she wiped away tears, looked at Lian He hazily and said, "We've been married for so many years, what kind of character am I, don't you believe me?"

Lian He was silent and did not speak.

Xiang Yazhi followed Lian He back to the hotel where he was staying. Along the way, Xiang Yazhi explained cryingly. in front of it.

"Qingyang, why are you here?" Xiang Yazhi looked at Lian Qingyang in shock. In the room, Lian Qingyang was holding a computer and playing games.

"Mom, why are you here?" Lian Qingyang pouted, seeing Xiang Yazhi's crying face, Lian Qingyang directly threw a towel from the side and said, "You should wipe it off."

After Lian Qingyang finished speaking, he was addicted to the game again.

Xiang Yazhi said emotionally, "My son is better."

Lian Qingyang immersed himself in playing games.

Xiang Yazhi took a towel and wiped it on her face, but when she wiped it, she felt that the smell seemed wrong.

"Qingyang, why does this towel smell so bad?" Xiang Yazhi said with disgust.

Lian Qingyang raised his head subconsciously, glanced at the white towel, then at the gray towel on the sofa, and suddenly realized that he had taken it wrong. He cleared his throat, stood up awkwardly, and said, "I bought this towel yesterday." I wiped my feet, but my feet don't smell bad, where does the smell come from?"

As Lian Qingyang said, he put a towel in front of his nose and smelled it.

"Lian, Qing, Yang." Xiang Yazhi threw the towel in Lian Qingyang's body, and went to the sanitary napkin to wash his face.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Lian Qingyang muttered and threw the towel aside, he thought that the towels were all clean, who remembers which towel he took to wipe his feet yesterday.

"Qingyang, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." After Lian He finished speaking, he went out. He wanted to be alone and didn't want to see Xiang Yazhi again.

After a long time, Xiang Yazhi came out of the bathroom. She looked around, but she didn't see Lian He, so she immediately wanted to look for him, but after thinking about it, she stopped again.

Xiang Yazhi's eyes fell on Lian Qingyang who was playing games in the living room.

She, Zhang Hualian, gave birth to a girl, and she must not be as good as her son.

"Qingyang." Xiang Yazhi sat next to Lian Qingyang, her voice deliberately softened.

Lian Qingyang's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, goosebumps on his body almost rose, he moved his body to the side, and said, "Mom, can you stop talking to me like this, and just speak up if you have something to say, okay?" ?”

Every time Xiang Yazhi said something like this, nothing good happened.

"Qingyang, I..." Xiang Yazhi squeezed out two tears as soon as she opened her mouth. She told what happened today, and she said aggrievedly: "Son, in the future, Mom will have nothing, just You are left, son, will you protect me?"

"Your father also doesn't distinguish between black and white. I'm doing it for his own good. After so many years, who knows if Tang Yue is his seed?"

"Besides, that girl's film slapped you. Mom and I slapped you three times. Look..." Xiang Yazhi brought her whole face forward to show Lian Qingyang aggrieved. She said, "Look, you How is Mom's face swollen?"

"Mom, I'll cook an egg for you." Lian Qingyang stood up, and suddenly remembered that this is not home, how can you say that you can cook eggs, so Lian Qingyang went down and asked the waiter to cook some eggs.

Seeing that Lian Qingyang was busy, Xiang Yazhi carefully peeled the hard-boiled eggs and put them on her face, the anger in Xiang Yazhi's heart was gradually appeased by his son.

"Qingyang, that little girl was born by that fox spirit. Tell me, your mother is beaten up like this, and your father doesn't care about anything. Do you think mother is wronged or not?" Xiang Yazhi looked at Lian Qing expectantly. foreign.

"Mom, Miss Xiaoyue..." Lian Qingyang just started, but was interrupted by Xiang Yazhi. She knocked over with a chestnut and said, "Lian Qingyang, whose son are you?"

"I'm your son, do you still need to ask?" Lian Qingyang rubbed his painful head and said, "Mom, Tang Yue is my father's daughter, so naturally she is also my elder sister. Why do I call her Miss Xiaoyue?" Wrong? Besides, Mom, you really went too far today, you doubt Aunt Tang's character so much, it's no wonder Miss Xiaoyue didn't beat you."

"Uh..." Lian Qingyang paused, met Xiang Yazhi's staring round eyes, and added: "Mom, if others doubt your character and say that you are wrong, I will definitely tell them Fight."

"Both you father and son have been fascinated by that vixen, one big and one small." Xiang Yazhi stood up angrily, she threw the egg to the side, and was too lazy to apply heat to her face again, she was so angry that she was about to die up.

Xiang Yazhi walked back and forth in the room, and after a while, said: "Lian Qingyang, let me tell you, you are not allowed to associate with that little vixen."

"Mom, it's no wonder Dad doesn't want to go home when you talk like that." Lian Qingyang stopped the conversation and said, "Xiaoyue is my sister, what kind of vixen? She and I are still alumni of the same school."

"What?" Xiang Yazhi asked in shock, "She is a student of Jinghua University?"

"That's right, her grades are much better than mine. She is also the provincial champion in Jiang Province, and her academic performance is particularly good." Lian Qingyang praised Tang Yue endlessly.

Xiang Yazhi: "..."

Is this still her son?
How could the daughter of the little bitch be able to take the provincial champion exam?
An hour later, Lian Qingyang couldn't stand Xiang Yazhi's thoughts, so he ran out. He couldn't play the game, so he thought about how to get Miss Xiaoyue to forgive him. He didn't know anything about it.

Lian Qingyang wandered around, so he went to the gold store, Lian Qingyang's eyes lit up, girls should like this gold jewelry.

So, Lian Qingyang bought a cute golden dog, he is a pig, and Miss Xiaoyue is a dog.

The puppy made of gold is very simple and cute, Lian Qingyang bought it happily, and then went to Tang's house early the next morning.

"What are you doing here?" Tang Jun didn't have a good impression of Lian's family now, and he was afraid that Lian Qingyang would rob his sister.

"Xiaojun, I'm here to look for Miss Xiaoyue." Lian Qingyang grinned and leaned forward to walk in.

Tang Jun stopped him and said, "Who is your sister Xiaoyue, don't bark, my sister said, I don't see you."

"Xiaojun, in terms of blood and age, Xiaoyue is my sister." Lian Qingyang said triumphantly, "Sister Xiaoyue."

Even Qingyang couldn't get in, so he shouted, anyway, this place is so big, if he shouted here, Miss Xiaoyue must have heard it.

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