you are sweet with honey

Chapter 532 Dry is a Verb

"Xianqiang!" Song Zufeng scolded, then stuffed the dumpling stuffing into Xianqiang's hand, and asked her to go to the kitchen to make dumplings.

Xian Qiang stuck out her tongue, obediently went to the kitchen to make dumplings.

Only Xianwei, Nan Yufeng, and Song Zufeng were left in the living room.

Song Zufeng explained to Nan Yufeng embarrassingly: "Yufeng, don't worry about what Xian Qiang said, she has a mental problem, and I don't know what she's talking about."

"Auntie, you don't need to explain to me. I understand that you and Sister Xianqiang are worried that Weiwei will be wronged at my house. Here, I assure you that Weiwei will never be wronged, otherwise you will beat me to death with a rolling pin " Nan Yufeng stood up and expressed his opinion to Song Zufeng very seriously.

"Of course Auntie believes you. Now you spoil this girl so lawlessly that I can't stand her anymore."

Nan Yufeng said: "Then you should marry her to me as soon as possible, and we will give you a few fat grandchildren."

"Nan Yufeng!" Xianwei blushed, and gave Nan Yufeng a shy look, "Don't say such things in front of my mother, I'm still young, I don't want to marry."

Song Zufeng turned around and scolded: "You are almost thirty, why are you so young? In the countryside, a girl your age has four or five children."

"I haven't passed my 20th birthday yet, why is it almost 20?" Xian Wei was speechless.In order to marry her off early, my mother's words are too exaggerated, right? There is still a ten-year difference between 30 and [-]!
"Your 20th birthday is coming soon. After your 20th birthday, you will be almost [-]. This time passes in the blink of an eye. So Weiwei, hurry up and get married, mother is waiting to hug you grandson."

"I still have an older sister. My older sister is not married, so it's not my turn." Xian Wei used Xian Qiang as a shield.Strange, I obviously went home to eat dumplings today, so why did we discuss the issue of marriage?
Xian Qiang popped half of her head out of the kitchen, and interjected, "My sister supports you to get married first."

"Sister!" Xian Wei stomped her feet in shame.

"Did you see? Your older sister supports you to get married first, so you should hurry up and give me three grandchildren before graduation."

"Three grandchildren? You can just kill me with a knife." Xian Wei was so frightened that her body went limp, and she fell directly on the sofa.

At this time, Xianqiang asked Song Zufeng to help in the kitchen.

Song Zufeng passed by.

Only Nan Yufeng sitting on the sofa and Xianwei collapsed on the sofa were left in the living room.

Xianwei moved her upper body, then rested on Nan Yufeng's lap, played with the zipper on his coat, and asked: "Do you think my mother was stimulated by something today? She kept asking me to get married! I'm only 20 years old. What kind of marriage? You haven't reached the legal age for marriage yet."

"But you have someone to marry." Nan Yufeng said.

"Marriage partner? Who?" Xian Wei asked knowingly.

"Far in the sky, right in front of you."

"Who? The ceiling?" Xianwei continued to ask knowingly.

Nan Yufeng squeaked at Xianwei, and swore: "Little fairy, sooner or later I will let you fall under my jeans."

"What are you doing under your jeans?" Xian Wei got up from Nan Yufeng's lap, took the fruit plate on the coffee table, and asked while eating the washed grapes.

"Do it." Nan Yufeng nodded.

"Huh?" Xianwei didn't understand.

"Dry is a verb."

Xianwei finally understood, put down the fruit plate in her hand, then grabbed a pillow and let Nan Yufeng hit it on the head, "Nan Yufeng! You are shameless!"

Nan Yufeng said: "For you, shameless is shameless."

"You should really let your fans see your true face. You are not as cold as they seem on the surface. You are clearly a stinky hooligan."

(End of this chapter)