70s Women Disguised As Men

"Huh?" Tong Yan turned her head suspiciously to meet him.

And she forgot that the man was very close to herself, and the cherry-red lips gently brushed his cheek, which made Tong Yan blush instantly.

It's really shameful to be so close in front of the elders!

Everyone came from a young age, Shen Rulin looked at the two with a smile and waved at them, not willing to make light bulbs anymore.

Knowing that Grandpa is telling them to go out, Shen Shaoqing took Tong Yan's shoulders and said softly, "Grandpa still wants to sleep for a while, let's go out first."

"Oh, okay." Tong Yanxin thought it was true, and she hurriedly said goodbye to Mr. Shen, and then went out of the room with Shen Shaoqing.

As soon as she left the door, she immediately pinched him on the waist, and said angrily: "Why were you so close to me just now? What a shame!"

Shen Shaoqing pointed to her collar with a very innocent expression, "I just want to tell you that the button is open."

"..." Tong Yan looked down. She didn't know when the front of this short-sleeved shirt on her body was slightly open. As long as she lowered her head, she could see the white Yuexun clothes inside.

She hurriedly raised her hand to fasten the buttons, and seriously recalled what the dog man had just said, but there was no mention of buttons at all!

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Tong Yan instantly blushed and stared at the man, "Shen Shaoqing! You are a stinky hooligan!"

"I only play a hooligan to you." Fearing that she would pinch herself again, Shen Shaoqing put her hands behind her, in order to cover both sides of her waist and eyes with her arms.

He looked at her steadily with moist eyes, and suddenly said, "Let me take you to visit my room."

The blush on her little face has not yet dissipated, such an invitation seems to have its own color, Tong Yan bit her lower lip and finally failed to withstand the temptation.

She nodded and said "Okay."

What will happen next, the two of them are very clear in their hearts, avoiding each other's eyes, in addition to being ashamed, there are expectations...

Having "lived together" for more than a year, Tong Yan knew that he was a person with a cleanliness addiction.

But she couldn't help being surprised when she saw the spotless room.

A big man loves cleanliness more than a woman, and he is also a talent!

Compared to Grandpa Shen's room, his room is not too big. Tong Yan looked around for a week and was attracted by the pillows on the bed.

She quickly walked over and picked it up, and after looking carefully for a long time, she was sure that this was the pillow she had slept with in Xinghua Village.

"Why did you bring it back?" At the beginning, because the duffel bag couldn't fit it, she obviously threw it at the educated youth spot.

"Well, I would sleep with it in my arms during the night when you were away." Shen Shaoqing slowly approached, hugged her slender waist from behind her, with a firm chin resting on her neck and shoulders, with an unusually gentle tone. "It takes a long time to get used to it. When can you take its place?"

The strong feelings gradually rose up, slowly lingering between them, making it impossible to breathe well.

Feeling the heat there, Tong Yan hugged the pillow tightly, not knowing what to do.

Seeing her not talking, Shen Shaoqing turned her head and bit on the pink eartips and deliberately exhaled, "Do you miss me every night? Huh?"

Tong Yan was softened by his teasing, she nodded as acquiescence to his question.

"Why don't you speak?" Shen Shaoqing didn't intend to let her go, lingering from the tip of the ear to the back of the neck, the place where the thin lips touched gently brought a piece of numbness, "I will kiss you elsewhere if I don't speak."

This is the Shen's house, and his family are all here. Tong Yan never thought of making stuffed sauce with her own man. She was so scared that she muttered in a low voice, "Don't do this, uncle and aunt are still outside!"

"Don't worry, they won't come into my room casually." It has been a long time since such an intimate touch. The man who opened the meat is like a wolf. Now the delicious food is in front of him. He is not Liu Xiahui, he has the torment of not eating meat. It really makes people unable to bear it any longer.

After finishing speaking, Shen Shaoqing pulled her cheek with her palm and kissed it hard.

Tong Yan Yang leaned in his arms and was kissed so that her eyes gradually blurred. In her distraught eyes was the handsome face of a man full of lust, and she couldn't even care about the pillow in her hand falling on the ground.

"Close your eyes."

"Well…"

The temperature in the charming room gradually rose, and the softness of the two **** made Shen Shaoqing want more!

He just wanted to untie each other when he was knocked back to his sanity by a rapid knock on the door.

"Shao Qing, come out for a while, I'm looking for something to do with you."

Outside was Father Shen's full-fledged voice, Tong Yan recovered from the confusion, and then looked at the clothes on the two of them, really wanting to find a place to sew in!

"Uncle called you, go quickly!"

"Well, wait for me to come back." Shen Shaoqing kissed her cheek knowingly, and then walked out of the room.

As soon as the door was closed, Tong Yan instantly collapsed with a small face, a little annoyed. She sorted out her clothes and blamed herself for her **** for beauty, and even her persistence at the beginning was completely forgotten by herself...

But this dog man has improved too fast, right? In terms of flirting, he is not his opponent at all!

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Outside the door, Shen Weimin dragged his son into his room and said solemnly: "You and Yan Yan are not married yet, so you can't make mistakes in a moment."

"..." Shen Shaoqing touched his nose, and his reason had returned. He said with a guilty conscience: "I have a sense of measure in my heart."

"Why do you have a sense of measure? Proper measure is such a virtue?" Shen Weimin stared at his pleated clothes and felt an eyesore. "If Yan Yan's parents know what they will think of you? We Shen family men can't do this kind of wrongdoing. Responsible things."

"Dad, I know it's wrong." Shen Shaoqing didn't argue any more. His father was right. It was true that he could not hold back for a while and almost made a big mistake.

Seeing his son's confession and good attitude, Shen Weimin did not continue to be embarrassed. He patted Shen Shaoqing on the shoulder and comforted him: "Yan Yan is a good boy. Please discuss with her first. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, shall we meet the parents first? ?"

"..." He didn't know how to tell his father, his old father-in-law didn't agree to marry his daughter.

"Is it a bit early to meet now? Wait a minute."

"What's the time? You will be 23 years old next year!" Shen Weimin's eyes rounded and couldn't help but vomit: This is really the **** that the emperor is not in a hurry!

In fact, Shen Shaoqing is more anxious than anyone else, "Yan Yan will only be 19 years old next year, so I really can't be anxious."

"Is it only 19 years old?" Shen Weimin always thought Tong Yan was 20 years old this year, but he was stunned by the fact that he was two years old. He pressed his lips tightly in contemplation and then got an idea. Get engaged first."

Shen Shaoqing: "..."

With Tong Yan, the Shen family was a lot happier than before, and Shen Weimin was even more happy at the dinner table and laughed.

After dinner, Feng Meilan took out the Mid-Autumn Festival gift she had prepared before and asked Shen Shaoqing to send it to Tong's house.

The September night was slightly cool.

Tong Yan sat on the back seat of the bicycle, hugging the man's waist, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, "During the day...what did uncle look for you?"

She was too ashamed to think that the two of them were almost broken!

Fearing that she would be shy when she knew it, Shen Shaoqing didn't say what Shen's father had criticized him.

And now is not a good time to talk about serious matters. He thought about it and said with a smile: "He asked me to go to your house to do a good job, and strive to get my wife home as soon as possible."

"Uncle is right, you have to be better to me." Tong Yan gathered her coat, full of warmth in her heart.

The coat is from Shen Shaoqing, and it smells of washing powder, which smells fresh and good.

"I'll work hard." Thinking of his father's proposal of the engagement, his forehead swelled, and it seemed that getting his father-in-law was imminent...

At this time, Tong Jianye had just returned from Grandpa Tong with Liu Wenhui and Tong Dabao.

Now Tong Huaide has been discharged from the hospital and is recovering well, but he still needs to rest for a while.

Elder Tong was afraid that Tong Yan would be worried, so no one in the family told her about the old man's illness for the time being.

This is also one of the reasons why Tong Yan went to Shen's house to see her parents, but Tong Jianye did not deliberately stop her.

In later generations, 7 o'clock in the evening was the time when the nightlife had just begun, but there was no entertainment in the 1970s, and many people had already gone to bed at this time.

Tong Jianye sat in the living room, staring at the clock on the cupboard, which was "tick tick tick", and he was very dissatisfied with Shen Shaoqing in his dark face!

"Tong Jianye, look at your current virtues. Wouldn't you be happy if your daughter can't find a match for a lifetime?" Liu Wenhui put her hands around Yue Xiong, almost laughing at the way her husband looked.

The men in her family are too much to follow the customs, right? Stiff and conservative, so angry at only seven o'clock, he looks like a person of this age.

"She can't find a partner, I will support her for the rest of my life." If he can get rich once, he can get rich a second time. Although he has no money to give his daughter a prosperous life, the problem is not big.

"Then when we two grow old and die, what should your daughter do? Who will spend the rest of her life with her?" Liu Wenhui disagreed with his wayward thoughts.

On the way of life, they can only accompany their daughter through the first half of the road, but cannot accompany the whole journey. The reality is so helpless and cruel.

Now that the child has a lover and can accompany her on the second half of the journey, this is a very happy thing. I don't know why this man can't figure it out?

Tong Jianye pursed his mouth and retorted speechlessly. It took him a while before he said, "That doesn't have to be that kid? From ancient times to the present, the little white face is not a good kind."

"You can get it, people are also the children who grew up cherished by the family, if someone said that your daughter would be happy in your heart?" Liu Wenhui was too lazy to talk to him anymore, it was just playing the piano!

"Anyway, don't care about the two children's affairs! If you dare to get in the way, I will divorce you!"

"..." This threat could almost kill Tong Jianye. He retorted in an annoying voice, "Are you going to be for an outsider?"

"That's not an outsider. He is the object of my daughter. In the future, he may be my son-in-law, the father of my granddaughter, so I advise you not to mess with me!"

"..." Tong Jianye rubbed his sore eyebrows, pursed his mouth and remained silent.

…

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Shen Shaoqing should come to visit him. He followed Tong Yan upstairs with a gift in his hand.

It was Tong Jianye who opened the door for them, who had just been stunned by his wife. He looked at Shen Shaoqing's involuntarily hateful teeth itching, but he didn't dare to act too much.

Seeing that his attitude was fairly kind, Shen Shaoqing raised her eyebrows imperceptibly and smiled politely, "Uncle Tong, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Well, come in." Tong Jianye said nothing with a cold face.

"Shao Qing is here? Come in soon!" Liu Wenhui heard the movement and walked to the door immediately. Compared with Tong Jianye's enthusiastic attitude, it was a world of difference...

I have had a brief time before, and it is not difficult to see that Liu Wenhui is in charge of Tong's house.

If you want to marry a daughter-in-law, you must maintain a good relationship with your mother-in-law. Shen Shaoqing smiles instantly, her slightly curved eyebrows appear to be full of sunshine, and she looks particularly magnificent, "Auntie, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"