Looking at the woman in his arms with a blushing face, slightly closing her eyes and a delicate face that she was picking, Yang Ling knew that this level should have passed peacefully. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Moreover, she didn't object to being with Han Xue, and when she remembered that she would sleep with this pair of stunning aunts and nieces in the future, she couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

This dream is getting closer and closer.

Yang Ling touched Han Xinglin's body, and when he felt cool, he heard the sound of the door of the living room opening, and Han Xinglin quickly broke free of his hand and ran into the bathroom.

Yang Ling had no choice but to walk out of the bedroom, and saw his future father-in-law Han Jianming walking in from outside, he saw Yang Ling stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile on his face: "Hey~ Xiao Yang is here!

Yang Ling nodded very doggedly and politely.

For him, Han Xinglin's father and mother are very unfamiliar with him, but they are not bad, and they have never been unhappy because they are from the countryside, including Han Xue and Han Xinglin, it seems that the Han family has a very peaceful mentality in their genes, they are good to themselves, and Yang Ling is not stingy with them.

Yang Ling took the initiative to help clean up the tables and stools, serve the dishes and take the bowls, and was diligent as if he had taken the wrong medicine, which made Han Xinglin, who came out of the bathroom after washing his face and washing his hands, open his small mouth into an O-shape.

She knows that Yang Ling is not diligent, even if she is in bed, she will lie still very lazily and let her ...... As soon as she thought of this, her face that had just calmed down flushed again, and she couldn't help but take a sip lightly, but her heart was happy and excited.

Yang Ling seems to really care about himself~!

Soon, a slightly sumptuous dinner was on the table.

Yang Ling accompanied the future father-in-law to have a few drinks, and Han Jianming was a little out of state, and said that he couldn't drink it.

Yang Ling looked at this middle-aged man in his forties, who was in the prime of life, but his temples had begun to turn white, and he was obviously much haggard than people of the same age, and there were already wrinkles on his forehead and the corners of his eyes, and his spirit and appearance were far worse than his father's.

Yang Ling also sighed slightly, people in the system not only age faster in mentality, but also age faster.

This is a hierarchical jungle, living in it, thinking and speculating all the time, whether you want to work or not, many things are always mixed up and wrapped around you, making you exhausted.

Those who are unwilling to use their brains and don't want to pat on the back will always stay at the bottom, do the most things with the lowest wage, carry the most black pots, and endure the most criticism and accusations, while those who are keen on drilling camps, slap horses, follow the leader to show off their might, bright in front of people, and sigh for a long time in the back, sighing that they are not high enough, and the thighs they hug are not thick enough.

Therefore, if you want to develop in the system, you must think about many more problems than ordinary people, a word, an action, an empty gossip, maybe it is a huge personnel turmoil, over the years and decades, people will gradually become more and more dark, and they will speak cautiously, beware of each other, and there is no trust between people.

Just now I was calling you a brother at the wine table, and in the blink of an eye, I poked your asshole at the leader.

In such an environment, if you don't get old quickly, it's simply unreasonable!

Qin Wenju looked at Han Jianming, who was leaning on the back of the chair with a flushed face, and glared at him very dissatisfied: "You can drink so well outside, why do you come home and accompany Xiao Yang to have a few drinks like this?"

Han Jianming was already a little drunk, and smiled bitterly, Yang Ling put down the wine glass and squeezed his eyes at Han Xinglin and said: "I'm not an outsider, Uncle Han can't drink less, drinking white wine hurts the body, I know an old man, he will make a kind of health fruit wine, next time I'll get some for Uncle Han!"

Han Xinglin secretly rolled her pretty eyes at him, lowered her head and blushed to eat.

Han Jianming nodded, "That relationship is good, people are not as good as before when they are old, they get drunk when they drink a little, and they can't recover after being drunk for several days." ”

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Uncle Han is in the prime of life, where is he old? You are three years younger than my father, and my father is scary when he drinks!"

"It's different in the unit and in the countryside, in fact, I envy your father. Han Jianming shook his head, "By the way, Xiao Yang, you and Linlin have been together for almost a year, how about I make an appointment with your Aunt Qin to meet your parents?"

Qin Wenju hurriedly stopped eating and answered: "Yes, yes, you two are not young anymore, hurry up and let you get things done!"

Belch~!

Yang Ling couldn't help but have a few black lines on his face, how could he get here after drinking, he glanced at Han Xinglin slightly, and found that she was also secretly looking at him.

Headache, how to solve this matter?

The future father-in-law and mother-in-law want to see the future in-laws, and the intention is self-evident, that is, to let the two of them get their driver's licenses as soon as possible, legally play happily in a bed, and then, of course, it is better to get a little Yang out.

Yang Ling had a toothache, and suddenly when it came to getting married, he really hadn't thought about it yet, not that Han Xinglin was bad, but that he didn't know where to put it as the head of the class, as for Zhen Tian, it could be ignored, it could only be regarded as ****.

Just when he was entangled, Han Xinglin pouted and coquettishly, "Dad~~, I'm only twenty-three this year, are you in such a hurry to marry me off?"

Qin Wenju was unhappy and glared at her, "Dead girl, twenty-three is still young, when I was your age, you were almost two years old!"

"It's not your time now, anyway, I still want to play for a few years, none of my classmates have gotten married, and I don't want to have a baby, I'm afraid of pain, so let Xiao ...... if I want to give birth" Han Xinglin suddenly paused when she said this, and hurriedly put rice in her mouth.

Yang Ling was also so frightened that his soul was frightened, his back was cold for a while, and he couldn't help but touch his chest, feeling that his heart was about to jump out.

"Hmph, this matter is up to you!" Qin Wenju poked his finger at Han Xinglin's head.

Han Xinglin threw the chopsticks on the table, puffed up and said, "I'm full!" and then stood up and staggered back to the room.

"Look at you!" Han Jianming couldn't help but glare at his wife, "Okay, they make their own decisions about their affairs!"

Yang Ling was embarrassed to eat or drink, so he had to hastily pick up a few mouthfuls of food, and the meal broke up unhappily.

……

Sitting on a bench on the side of the road and watching the pedestrians come and go at night, the city looks incredibly busy under the neon lights.

Han Xinglin put her arm around Yang Ling, leaned on his shoulder and said coquettishly, "Yang Ling, I did well today, right?" )