"Huh? Have you met?"

  Su Minghua blinked his big eyes, suspicious eyes lingering between the three of them, feeling the magnetic field is weird.

On the contrary, Su Qingqing put on a particularly gentle and generous side, put her arms around Ai Jing's arm and said affectionately, "We met and said hello. I wanted to invite my sister to dinner at home, but I went to the house in person. Chef, I didn't expect Mommy to bring my sister."

   "Is that really the case?" Su Minghua looked at Quan Moting suspiciously and asked.

   Originally, she was worried that she would bring Ai Jing back. Su Qingqing would be unhappy when she saw Ai Jing, which made Su Minghua's heart go up and down.

   Now, seeing the two of them as good as sisters, Su Minghua's heart skipped a beat.

   "Mom, Qingqing just moved back, and there are still some things to buy. We are planning to go out."

   Quan Moting didn't answer Su Minghua's question, got up and took care of his little daughter-in-law, and didn't give Ai Jing a look the whole time.

  Su Qingqing felt a lot more at ease. When she looked at Ai Jing, the smile on her face was even more brilliant.

   "Mommy, do you want to buy anything, we'll bring it back to you later."

  Su Minghua stared at Su Qingqing for a long time, making sure she was not angry, and then said with a smile, "I'm an old woman who lacks everything, but Jingjing, you just came back, didn't you want to buy some skin care products or something?"

   "Godmother, I..."

   "Mom, when it comes to skin care products, I still have several sets that I haven't used before. It can be used for any skin type. If my sister doesn't mind, you can use mine."

  Su Qingqing said carelessly, smiling like a silly white sweet, successfully blocked Ai Jing's words about going out with them, and did not forget to establish a well-behaved and sensible image in front of her mother-in-law.

   "Will it not be good to use sister-in-law, and my skin is relatively sensitive." Ai Jing bit her lip, a little embarrassed.

   Quan Moting's long and narrow phoenix eyes rippling with a shallow smile, knowing his little fox's mind, he helped to make up the knife.

   "Qingbao uses the best ones on weekdays. You can tell by looking at your sister-in-law's skin. Ai Jing can use it with confidence."

   Qing Bao and Ai Jing instantly distinguished the two women.

  Su Qingqing raised the corners of her lips, not to mention how satisfied she was with the performance of the Great Demon King, it was as if she had opened up the second vein of Rendu, then Su Qingqing really wanted to give him a big mua reward.

   "Then thank you sister-in-law. When I have time another day, I will definitely buy a better set for my sister-in-law."

  Although Ai Jing's face was ugly, she did not continue to refuse, otherwise Su Minghua would feel that she was hypocritical.

   "It's okay, family."

Su Qingqing took the big devil's arm, and before she left, she didn't forget to say to Su Minghua, "Then Mommy, we're going out, send me WeChat if you want to buy anything, and we'll be there before dinner. back."

   "Qingbao really wants to come back for dinner?"

  The husband and wife walked out of the gate of the old house. After getting into the car, the man closed the car door and bullied him. The panicked villain changed his gentle and sweet color and stared at him pretending to be angry.

   "Whatever you eat, you are full of anger!"

   She grabbed the man's collar with all her might, lying on Quan Moting's body with all fours, rubbing up and down without fear of death.

   Quan Moting pressed the y thoughts in his body, pressed the restless Ke Rener, and coaxed him half helplessly and half indulgently.

   "Be good, don't be angry, didn't you handle it well just now?"

   He watched the little fox having such a good time, but he felt that his mother did a good job.

   Occasionally made his little fox jealous and felt a little sense of crisis, not just in time to make her understand more about her feelings.

  Su Qingqing swallowed her saliva with difficulty, laying on its shoulders, and for the first time expressing her dissatisfaction hypocritically.

   "Great Demon King, I don't like her, not at all."

   The man chuckled, the thugs went around the back of her head, and patted very gently, "I don't need you to like it."

   "Then you like it?" Su Qingqing got up from him with a grunt, a pair of extra agile big eyes flashing strange light.

   Before he could answer, Su Qingqing asked him solemnly again, "Then do you like Ai Jing?"

  Ai Jing is Su Minghua's goddaughter, she must have known the Great Demon King a long time ago.

   It doesn't matter how long they have known each other, it must have been longer than the two of them. Can Su Qingqing feel relieved?

   She pouted and hooked Quan Moting's neck, forcing her to look into her eyes.

Su Qingqing took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and said resolutely, "I don't care who you liked or had a relationship with before me, or who you are still thinking about now, anyway, I It's your current wife, your household registration book, and the only legal woman on your marriage certificate. As long as our relationship is protected by law, I won't allow you to hook up with other women."

   She can't accept it, and she won't allow it!

   "So what?" Quan Moting really didn't understand what Su Qingqing had to emphasize with such an easy-to-understand truth.

  Su Qingqing was anxious, and shouted tenderly with the man's handsome face, "So what? So, if you step on two boats in ancient times, you will be sunk in the pond, it's not a pig cage."

"Ha ha."

  The man was amused by her indifferent words, raised his hand and shuddered down on Su Qingqing's smooth forehead.

  Su Qingqing squinted her eyes and said in pain, "It hurts, it hurts, why are you hitting me, it hurts."

   "If you know the pain, don't talk nonsense. She and I are not what you think. Even if my mother likes her, she still likes you the most, little vinegar jar."

   Quan Moting stretched out a slender finger and gently scratched the bridge of the woman's tall nose, his eyes so indulgent that he could almost drown a person.

  Su Qingqing pouted, barely listening to his sweet words.

   But, she still couldn't laugh, and sat on the side with a little head, just like the puppy was abandoned by the owner.

   Quan Moting shook his head and sighed, he recklessly took the person back into his arms, and patiently coaxed her.

   "Why are you still unhappy, or go back later, I will let her move out of the old house, so as not to make you angry."

  Su Qingqing stopped her awkwardly, "That's not necessary, she was brought back by Mommy. Mommy didn't say anything, so let her live."

   lest Su Minghua feel that she is stingy, jealous, and something out of nothing.

   Now Ai Jing doesn't do anything, but she feels uncomfortable watching someone who covets her husband dangling in front of her.

  Once she goes mad first, wouldn't it allow Ai Jing to take the initiative, and she would lose more than her gain.

   "We're only staying in the old house for a while, so don't worry so much. With me, I won't let anyone bully you."

  The man hugged her and talked seriously, coaxing Su Qingqing into hype.

   My heart is as sweet as honey.

  Perhaps, in the big devil's heart, he likes her. Even if he doesn't like her that much, Su Qingqing believes that through hard work, one day he can make the big devil completely bow down to her pomegranate skirt.

  Su's house.

   Wantong Group's anniversary invitation was placed on the table. Su Ruhai sat on the sofa and sighed. It was obviously something to be happy about, but he was like an enemy.

   "Husband, the invitation letter from Wantong Group has been sent, what's wrong with you, aren't you happy?"

   Zhou Weiwei smelled the smell of smoke in the air and felt very unhappy in her heart. She spent a lot of effort pulling out a smiling face and sat beside Su Ruhai.

   "Husband, why don't you talk, see you are so tired, do you want to take a break?"

   Her hand stretched out, and just touched Su Ruhai's body, Su Ruhai dodged as if she had touched something dirty.

   Zhou Weiwei was embarrassed in place, her face was ugly, "Husband~"

   "Cough, I still have something to go to the company, you go to bed early." Su Ruhai had a gloomy face, grabbed a coat and walked out.

   Zhou Weiwei angrily grabbed a pillow and slammed it towards the door, screaming wildly, "Let's go, everyone is gone, so you don't have to worry about it."

   His face was sullen all day long, just like everyone owed him one hundred and eighty thousand.

   As for the little one, he was away from home every day and didn't know where to go to fool around, and he was getting more and more out of her control.

   Okay, go out and fool around, so no one will care about her.

   Zhou Weiwei fixed her gaze on the black invitation letter with gold edging, thinking that she would definitely amaze the audience on the day of the banquet, so that no one could underestimate her.

   Immediately, she called the little sister's phone. Her man was not at home, so she could just walk around.