Zhuang Fengqin said with a smile: "It's all engaged, don't leave tonight, I have prepared a room for you, I cleaned up Haitao's room, it's very beautiful, and the two of you will sleep in it for a while." ”

Song Xuan's hand pinched Yang Haitao's leg under the table, and Yang Haitao hurriedly said, "Let's go back, it's not far away." ”

Zhuang Fengqin was anxious all of a sudden, and was about to speak, when Yang Zhiguo coughed lightly: "Well, let them, follow them." ”

Zhuang Fengqin used the excuse to go to the kitchen to see if there were any dishes that had not been served, and ran to the yard, his son's car was parked in the yard steadily, she smiled, Jiang is still old and spicy.

After Yang Haitao drank Song Xuan and finished eating, he came out to see that the tires were out of gas, one for him and one for his father.

Yang Haitao slandered, his mother really paid the cost in order to keep them down, he coughed lightly and said: "Xiaoxuan, the car is broken, otherwise, you won't leave tonight, right?"

Song Xuan glanced at him and muttered in a low voice, "Did you sneak out and puncture the tire?"

Yang Haitao suddenly felt wronged, he was really more wronged than Dou E, but his own mother, can he confess? Obviously, he can only help his mother cover up, so he said vaguely: "Maybe it's just that I accidentally got stuck on the way here." ”

Song Xuan half-pushed and half-went into a room with him.

The room was spacious and bright, the wooden floors were polished, the curtains looked fresh, and the brown-and-yellow chest of drawers smelled of wood.

The large bed is topped with ...... The red quilt was embroidered with dark flowers on satin, Song Ran took a closer look, only to find that the dark flowers were the word for joy.

Yang Haitao was a little weak-hearted: "I really didn't know that my mother prepared these." ”

Song Xuan was calm: "Your mother is so attentive, why do you feel a little guilty of being a thief?"

Yang Haitao touched the back of his head: "Do I have it? I don't have it." ”

Song Xuan remained silent and sat on the bed: "Then wash up, watch TV for a while, and go to sleep." ”

"How...... How do you sleep?"

Song Xuan walked to the bathroom: "How do you want to sleep?"

Yang Haitao followed behind her step by step: "Ahem...... I want to sleep with you. ”

What he wants to say is, I want to sleep with you, and if I say that, I guess I'm going to have to eat a slap, forget it, let's change the rhetoric.

Song Xuan turned around and stared at him angrily: "You haven't married yet, are you thinking too much?"

After speaking, he entered the bathroom, Peng Di closed the door with a bang, and Yang Haitao, who had eaten the closed door, reached out and touched his nose, muttering: "I want to sleep with you, I want to sleep with you, there is a big difference, okay?"

I thought to myself, who said it last time, the first time I didn't want to be in a small hotel, a small hotel can't do it, in his house, in the wedding room that his mother carefully arranged for them, isn't it okay?

Well, he only dared to think about these in his heart, and if he said it, he would be beaten, and he wouldn't say it.

After the two of them took a shower, they sat side by side on the big bed, and the TV was about a love movie from Hong Kong and Taiwan, Song Xuan watched it seriously, and didn't notice the people who were sitting on the side.

Yang Haitao felt hot and felt that there was a raging fire burning vigorously in his body.

After eating so many oyster sea cucumbers at night, can it not be hot?

He coughed lightly and asked Song Xuan, "...... you Don't you feel hot?"

Song Xuan's attention shifted to him: "How can it be hot?"

Yang Haitao's eyes were only left with her lips closed, and he leaned towards her without a trace: "You touch my head and see if I'm hot." ”

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