Pat Me Please

The two followed to the second bedroom, and seeing Ms. Zhao standing at the door, they were a little surprised: "Is someone living there?"

"That's right, hold it here." Yu Zhou was very helpless, and had already said that it was not that kind of relationship.

"Oh, it's good to be reserved, she's so young." Ms. Zhao rolled the suitcase in, then turned her head, her eyes wanting to refuse and welcome, "But now that mom is here, you don't have much here. I’m in my room, is it possible that mother is going to the study to lay the floor?”

Ms. Zhao refused to sleep with Yu Zhou, because Yu Zhou and Su Chang had been together for a long time at that time, and she had a little... well, a little habit. Once she went home and slept with Ms. Zhao, and when she woke up, she clasped her hands together. on Ms. Zhao's chest.

It was a very accidental situation, but Ms. Zhao disliked it very much.

"How could it be possible for you to sleep on the floor? Don't make that kind of unfilial tone on purpose, okay?" Yu Zhou was annoyed.

Xiang Wan stood aside and smiled slightly.

"You can sleep wherever you want, you can sleep in the master bedroom, I'll talk to Wanwan." Yu Zhou sighed.

"Then I'm too embarrassed to sleep in your master bedroom. I'll just sleep in the second bedroom. It's a little bit wronged, but it's small and quite warm." Ms. Zhao sat on the bed and stroked the surface of the quilt cover.

"Then," Yu Zhou said to Xiang Wan apologetically, "Wan Wan, pack your things and move to the master bedroom."

Xiang Wan raised his eyes to look at her, and packed his luggage as he said.

Ms. Zhao sat on the bed, her eyes kept looking at her back, lo and behold, she said that she was helpless at her house, look at this movement, look at this figure, it is more standardized than that of an opera singer, she looks like a young lady .

Her daughter, maidservant, tsk, likes this kind of young lady.

Seeing that Xiang Wan went out with her underwear in her arms, Ms. Zhao grabbed Yu Zhou who was about to leave again, and whispered, "Let me tell you, even though your mother is here, you two can't sleep together, but you Don't suddenly go out of line, it's too small, it's really too small, maybe you didn't think about it clearly, when you grow up, people will blame you."

"Mom..." Yu Zhou was so angry that he lost his voice.

"Oh, oh, forgot, you are the one below, right?" Ms. Zhao blinked.

"That's nothing to do with it." She muttered, looking at the room to see if there was anything else she could add.

Yu Zhou closed the door and went to the master bedroom after several rounds of mental training.

Xiang Wan was putting the pajamas on the bedside, adjusted the quilt again, and laughed while shaking the quilt cover.

"It seems that Auntie has misunderstood." She said slowly.

"Well, I said it but didn't listen." Yu Zhou leaned on the wardrobe and watched her make it.

Xiang Wan asked her again: "Then these few days, are you sleeping with me?"

"Don't worry, you can sleep in the master bedroom. At night, I saw her sleeping, so I went out to sleep on the sofa. She woke up at 6:45 in the morning, and didn't wake up at night. I set a vibrating alarm and put it away before she got up. Just run back from the sofa."

Xiang Wan frowned: "It's a bit frustrating."

"No fuss, anyway, I don't have to go to work recently, and it's the same if I catch up on sleep during the day." Yu Zhou said.

"It's better for us to sleep together. This bed is very big. It doesn't matter if we sleep separately."

Xiang Wan thought for a while, and said obediently: "I sleep very well, so I won't disturb you."

"Pfft." Yu Zhou laughed, "How do you know that you sleep well? How can anyone say that you sleep well?"

Xiang Wan was very sincere: "The girl said it."

Oh, I forgot, Miss Xiangfu, just sleeping will mobilize everyone, so she thinks it's okay for Yu Zhou to sleep with her. From her point of view, maybe Yu Zhou who sleeps next to her is the little maid on the couch who keeps watch for her at night. .

Thinking of this, Yu Zhou felt a little funny, and helped her straighten the bed.

Ms. Zhao didn't see the outside at all, and couldn't take a break at all. As soon as she put her luggage away, she came over and leaned against the door frame and asked, "What's for dinner? What do you want to eat? What do you want to eat porridge?"

Putting Xiang Wan in front shows how much respect she, an enlightened mother-in-law, has for her daughter-in-law.

Marrying into their family, there will never be conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

But she was wondering why it was mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and her daughter was the one below, which she kept forgetting.

When Yu Zhou told her back then, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, wishing she could twist her hair and become a sister-in-law, and would send Yu Zhou WeChat articles about "homosexuality may be a ideological defect in this area" every now and then. Moved.

Later, Ms. Zhao figured it out. Even if Yu Zhou got seriously ill, she had to take good care of her, at least she was still alive.

What's more, her daughter is good at everything, even a little problem is acceptable.

After a long time of psychological construction, when she saw Su Chang, she only had one feeling—is this girl blind?

Tall, beautiful, and from a good family background, she is at the heroine level on TV, so she is more than enough to match someone tall, rich and handsome, so she can't figure out why she wants to go home with Yu Zhou.

Although Yu Zhou is pretty good-looking, after her mother, Ms. Zhao thinks so.

The three of them went out to buy some food in the supermarket in the community, and Ms. Zhao put her arm on Xiang Wan's as she walked.

She told Xiang Wan: "Auntie Qin in my square dance team talks about how good she is with her daughter-in-law every day. She often goes shopping together arm in arm, and the two of us will do so in the future. A harmonious family life can eliminate All worries."

It sounds like Yu Zhou is working hard outside.

Xiang Wan covered her lips and smiled again, and glanced at Yu Zhou.

Drama star, Yu Zhou looked away, feeling ashamed.

After returning home and cooking, Ms. Zhao first cleaned the kitchen, sighed at the pervasive cat hair, and then began to show her skills.

There are five dishes and one soup, fried, fried and boiled, everything is complete.

Enjoying Yu Zhou's unintentional compliment and Xiang Wan's sincere praise, Ms. Zhao sat down with satisfaction, and first took a picture and sent it to Moments: "Share the good time with my good daughter."

"Don't forget to block my dad." Yu Zhou said quietly.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot." Ms. Zhao raised her orchid finger and tapped the screen a few times with her middle finger.

After finishing the pre-dinner ceremony, Ms. Zhao put down her phone, grabbed a few pieces of chicken for Xiang Wan, and asked her as if chatting, "Can Wan Wan cook?"

"I..." Of course Xiang Wan didn't, but she glanced at Yu Zhou, not sure if it was related to Yu Zhou's ability to find a girlfriend, it was hard to say.

"No." Yu Zhou said directly.

"Oh, oh, that's okay, we know how to cook porridge. You two must develop the habit of cooking at home, don't always eat takeaway, that takeout is full of waste oil, which is very fattening, I see you are in shape It’s not as good as it was last time.”

"Yeah." Xiang Wan smiled again, picked up the bowl to eat.

The little girl's film, since Ms. Zhao came, seems to have been snickering.

Is it that funny...

Yu Zhou looked helplessly at Ms. Zhao's curly hair, yes, yes.

After a few mouthfuls, Ms. Zhao suddenly remembered something, put down her chopsticks, ran to the second bedroom, and came back mysteriously, putting a stack of banknotes wrapped in kraft paper on the dining table.

"It's not for nothing. Here, accommodation and living expenses. Twenty thousand, is that enough?" Ms. Zhao stretched out **** triumphantly.

Yu Zhou understood that arguing with his father was just an excuse, even if he stayed for a few days, it would not cost 20,000 yuan.

She was afraid that she had no money, and seeing that she hadn't posted on Moments recently, she was afraid that she would have a bad life, so she wanted to come and take care of her, and then find an excuse to send her money.

"Mom..." Yu Zhou only said this.

"Oh," Ms. Zhao looked at her face, "you don't need to be too moved."

"No, I mean, if you give me cash, I have to save it. Can you transfer the money to me through WeChat?"

Ms. Zhao got angry and stood up and wanted to find a broom to beat her.

In the end, the broom did not fall on Yu Zhou, but was picked up by Ms. Zhao and started to clean the room. Yu Zhou and Xiang Wan went to wash the dishes together, and when they came out after drying their hands, they watched TV with Ms. Zhao.

While peeling apples, Ms. Zhao asked Xiang Wan: "I heard from Congee Congee that Wan Wan is still studying?"

"Yes." Xiang Wan replied.

"What are you studying?"

"Learn," Xiang Wan thought for a while, without speaking English this time, "be a voice actor."

Ms. Zhao's pupils trembled, and she almost threw a knife into her hand.

"Wanguan Leiqing..." She used the tricks she learned from TV dramas to curse Yu Zhou pointedly.

"Wan Wan? Me?" Xiang Wan didn't know why.

"Mom!" Yu Zhou became a little irritable.

"Ah, no, no, no." Ms. Zhao continued to peel apples.

"Then where is Wanwan from?" She asked again.

"Just local people." Yu Zhou said.

"Oh, are Mom and Dad okay?"

"Mom, don't just check your household registration as soon as you come here, okay?" She took a deep breath, and turned to Xiangwan, "Wanwan, don't you want to read a book?" Haven't started yet.

After receiving the message, Xiang Wan bid farewell and went back to the master bedroom.

Ms. Zhao followed Xiang Wan to disappear into the corridor, and when she heard the door of the master bedroom closed, she moved her **** towards Yu Zhou, held her hand, and patted the back of her hand lightly.

Here we go, this action is about to start a long conversation.

"How long have you been together? We've only lived together for a month. We haven't been together for long, have we?"

"Mom thinks that Wan Wan is very good, but you can think about it again. You and Su Chang haven't broken up for a long time, so it seems a little fussy."

It's been more than half a year, Mom... Yu Zhou is rolling his eyes in his heart.

"It looks like I like wanwan. Su Chang looks a bit like a star. Oh, you don't know. I'm afraid she won't be able to eat well when she eats at home. Wanwan is not picky when she looks at it. She's slow. What to eat All smiling."

She summed up her observations during the dinner.

"It's just that you should be a little taller, that's for sure, I think Wanwan seems to be here." She gestured in an arc, "It's about the same height as you, I think it should be a little bit, how to say that , with a difference in height, this looks seductive."

"You also have to consider your age. Sing twenty-nine, right? It's just right. Eighteen is too young. If you don't want to listen to what your mother has to say, the future of the little girl is very variable. Now I'm studying, and I'm out. Society is different, thinking and vision are different, so I might not be able to fall in love with you at that time."

Yu Zhou was speechless. She felt that it was a good thing that she was not a man, otherwise Ms. Zhao might have to say something like "height affects the next generation".

Why is it so feudal? Why did you compare the two of them like this? What kind of meat and potatoes is your daughter? Also picked on.

She said: "Let me tell you one last time. Believe it or not, I have nothing with Xiang Wan, and you don't have to choose. Both are impossible. One broke up, and the other never turned the corner."

"Aren't you bent?" Ms. Zhao glanced at the door of the master bedroom. Although she thought she was a bit young, it was a pity to hear that she didn't bend.

"What, Su Chang's old boat ticket, can I board your broken boat?" She quickly found another way out, and asked again.

Yu Zhou rolled his eyes, stood up and left, ignoring her.

"Oh, you always don't like to hear it. You are 25, not too young. Mom has you at your age. Now that you are in such a situation, mom doesn't expect you to have a baby anymore, but there must be someone Take care of you, you know the cold and the hot. What's the good of being single, no one will help you register when you go to the hospital alone."

The door of the master bedroom was closed again, and Ms. Zhao was unhappy and sat down muttering.

"Little girl, you are so willful."