Nuwa Growth Diary

The psychology of being a mother is actually the same. Even the ruinous son of his family is a treasure, not to mention that Erlang is not only not ruinous, but also handsome and courageous. He is a well-deserved representative of the rich and handsome of the heavenly male gods.

Ever since the **** Erlang gained fame in various battles in the heavens, Zhang San's various proud and proud fairies, even the surging forms of the clouds under his feet when flying into the sky are a bit more rippling than other gods. His own son gave himself a lot of face, of course, Zhang San's eyesight was too high to speak. Back then, there were many fairies of all sizes in the Heavenly Court who liked to wink at his son when they got the chance. Zhang San just didn't have one with his high eyesight. Fancy.

Of course, the main reason is that it was useless if she liked it. At that time, Yang Yan was even worse than Yang Yan now. Except for showing his filial piety when he rescued his mother from the mountain, at other times, when I heard my old lady talkative, I didn’t say anything. He lifted his foot and walked away, leaving no face to his own mother. Even the snarling dog he raised was extremely annoying, and he had to pee on the pillars before leaving.

Just like this, Yang Jian was left without knowing it. When he was in the heaven, it was good to say that everyone was immortal anyway, and there were not many immortals who were married, so there is only one left. Can leave a beautiful fantasy for many young girls.

But now it’s different. As a member of the mortal world, how can you do without a girlfriend? !

Zhang San suddenly found the fun that a normal mother should have, but before she was gearing up to list her son as a candidate for one, two, three, four, five, suddenly a thunderbolt suddenly fell... The dead old man of his son actually wants to take her job and give his son a blind date? !

Is this swollen?

Zhang Sanan, furious, vowed to use all means to defend his legal rights as a mother, even if his opponent is his son's later father.

...

Yang Yan still went to the small party.

Although he spent some time with Feng Xiaoyi, this is not to say that these people are the only ones in Yang Yan's life circle. From small to large. He is more exposed to the life style of the Yang family and his circle. After so many years, this has become a habit. It's as natural as getting up in the morning to brush your teeth and wash your face.

Don't believe in the so-called hypocritical masks in the novel that have been tired of the intrigue of the upper class since childhood, and then want to find the real meaning of life, and finally resolutely dazzle the head for the shining points and beauty in the grassroots. If there really exists such a seemingly great and brave person, one practical word can accurately sum up his attributes-Secondary Two.

The whole world is wrong. Only I am correct...This is Secondary Two.

Different living environments and education levels will form different living habits. If a person is really nurtured and grown up in a certain environment, but suddenly a whole day after more than ten or twenty years Denied everything he had originally. So apart from the rebellious period or looking for stimulus, there can be no other more accurate explanations.

The same is true for Yang Yan. No matter how much he can get along with Feng Xiaoxiao and others, no matter how much he and these people have secrets that need to be kept together, but this person has another circle of life from childhood, he is not tired of this. I didn't feel how wronged. Even like a fish in water.

In a high-end salon in the city, a young girl is taking a voluptuous woman to shoot darts. The former is having fun with the target plate on the wall, while the latter is a little restless, rubbing and touching on the sofa. I look around from time to time, as if waiting for someone.

"Where is Xiaoyan? Didn't you say that he is here." The enchanting woman is Zhang San. She couldn't see her son through Qiushui, and she couldn't hold it anymore.

"It is estimated that I opened a VIP room with my friends." Feng Xiaoxiao was not very interested and replied casually: "They are crowded and help the old man. Of course it is impossible to stroll in the hall."

Zhang San frowned: "Then what shall we do?! Orphans... men and women live in the same room, and if something happens, it will break. Are you sure Xiao Yan is here?!"

"Cold." Feng Xiaoxiao shot a dart in the center of the red heart. Since the body reformation, even the eyesight seems to have improved. As long as you focus on your eyes, things in the distance are magnified and pulled to the front as if they are in a focusing lens, but the hands are not shaking too much, basically What she wants to throw now is to throw one and the other... Of course, those who don’t look at it or just throw it away don’t count: "There is a swimming pool next door, a fitness room on the second floor, a coffee shop on the third floor... If you’re bored, you can shop around. I took your son’s card, and the bill will be sent directly to their home. We don’t have to spend any money on all consumption."

"My son is really filial." Zhang San was immediately proud.

"..." The card is not for you...

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't bother to talk to him anymore. This person is now a child-controller. Everything his son does is good, and everything his son says is right. If the son is wrong, then the people around him must be bad...Fortunately, her current firepower is mainly on Old Man Yang. Otherwise, I am afraid that people like herself and Ao Qian will inevitably be criticized.

"Anyway, no matter which floor they are on, they must pass through the lounge when they come out. If you are really worried, you can go to other floors to find it, or you can wait here with peace of mind." Feng Xiao said: "But I personally suggest you still Just wait. If they are really in the VIP room, you won't find them even if you rummaged through this building... You can't go up to the VIP room floor without the owner's permission."

"Does it mean that my son was snatched away by a wild woman outside?!" Zhang Sanan was angrily: "I didn't see how many fairies back then, what good stuff can the old undead surnamed Yang get out?! Humph, a bunch of ordinary people!"

"...Now everyone is mortal."

"We are different!"

Feng Xiaoxiao was helpless, and there was nothing to say to a woman who had burned her senses out of anger. Anyway, Zhang San was not pleasing to see anything, unless Yang Yan came out to fight the fire, it would be impossible to return to normal.

Throwing off the last dart at hand, Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to grab his mobile phone on the table: "Hey! Second brother, your mother is here with me!"

Zhang San looked at Feng Xiaoxiao in horror: "Why did you call Erlang directly?! Didn't we say to quietly see his future wife candidates."

Who told you... Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes are white: "Well, she is in a frenzy now, her anger tank is almost full... Your mother wants to see her future daughter-in-laws, do you think it is convenient? How many tricked into the lounge to get her palms?"

Yang Yan on the other side of the phone was also speechless: "Don't add that'men', and don't talk about daughter-in-law so early... Okay, I'll go out to pick you up. Where is your lounge?"

"This side of the darts area is by the corner."

Old man Yang sat next to Yang Yan, and when he saw his son hung up his cell phone, he got up and was curious: "Who wants to see his daughter-in-law?"

"..." Yang Yan twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's a little one."

Old man Yang snorted: "She? She didn't marry herself, what kind of daughter-in-law?" Is this a girlfriend? When I heard that my son had a blind date, he came here. Anyway, I thought that these two young people seemed a bit interesting to each other, but they just refused to admit it...

"...It depends on the daughter-in-law who is another woman." Yang Yan had a headache and rubbed his eyebrows: "It's the one who came to our house in the morning."

Old man Yang said silently: "...That woman looks like she is under thirty."

"Well, the age is young, but they have a higher generation in their hometown."

"Oh."

Yang Yan casually walked away and then left. Old man Yang responded. He didn't feel anything at first. He turned his head and continued to chat with his old friend and wiped the cards. After thinking about it, he didn't think it was right--nothing like a nephew, but Does any son have a relationship with seniority? !

...

Feng Xiaoxiao and Zhang San were waiting for Yang Yan to come downstairs in the lounge to pick up people. A waiter was passing by with a coffee. It was fine, but suddenly a professional woman of about 30 appeared and hurryed past her head and didn't look at it. Lu's hit the waiter directly, so the whole cup of coffee on the tray was aimed at Feng Xiaoxiao and Zhang San's head and spilled.

Feng Xiaoyan quickly grabbed Zhang Sanfei and quickly drew away, avoiding the coffee falling from the sky, and the waiter turned pale with fright and apologized to the two.

The professional women also realized that she was wrong, so she apologized and took out a tissue to help wipe it off. When she saw Qing Feng Xiaoxiao's body was actually clean, she was stunned-can she avoid the angle just now? !

"It's okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ From now on, just walk carefully." Feng Xiaoxiao doesn't care about waving her hands. She doesn't want to cause any commotion in this kind of place. Anyway, looking at professional women is not intentional, nor is it true. To be splashed, one thing is worse than one thing less.

The professional woman quickly recovered and apologized again: "I'm so sorry, I was so in a hurry that I didn't pay attention... I was shocked."

Yang Yan appeared at exactly this time, and when he saw the situation here, he came and asked: "What's the matter?"

The Yang family is also a celebrity in this city. In addition, it is also a regular customer here. Even the waitresses know Yang Yan's face. When they see a few people, they seem to know each other, so he hurriedly bowed again: "Sorry Mr. Yang, just let your friend Was a little frightened."

Feng Xiaoxiao is depressed, she is not so vulnerable, right? Why do these people feel that they should be terribly scared? !

Yang Yan didn't care: "It doesn't seem surprised... Okay, what should you do?"

The waiter nodded, picked up the tray and coffee cup and hurried back to the bar. The professional woman also apologized and left. Yang Yan glanced casually, and suddenly he was taken aback when he was about to withdraw his gaze, and subconsciously turned his gaze to the professional woman who had already turned and left.