Chatper 212 (2/2)

"Have you ever seen a local tyrant hand out gifts by himself?" He Qiaoyan said without changing his face.

Qin Yiyue was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Lord, give me 32 pure gold thumbs."

He Qiaoyan smiled and said nothing.

Qin Yiyue glanced out the window, "This is not the way home."

"Go back to the home of my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"Didn't you just go back?"

"Don't want to go back?"

"Of course not. It's fine for me to live at home every day. I'm afraid you and Xiaobao won't get used to it."

"Xiaobao and Wheel like it very much." He Qiao paused, and added: "You don't have to live in a villa or a mansion like other people, you can go back to your mother's house to live at any time as long as you want. What's the point? Are you right?"

Qin Yiyue didn't know whether her emotions were exaggerated after drinking a few glasses of beer, or because He Qiaoyan's words were too touching, her eyes were a little moist, "Tuhao, thank you. Your actions always make me feel that I am very ignorant."

"You don't need to be sensible, just live according to your temperament."

Qin Yiyue nodded vigorously, and reached out to hold He Qiaoyan's hand.

**

After returning home, Qin Yiyue pushed open the door and found that Luo Mingmei was still looking at something in the living room with her eyes open.

Qin Yiyue put on her slippers and walked over lightly, "Mom, what are you looking at?"

Luo Mingmei was taken aback, and patted her chest with lingering fear, "Can you make some noise when you walk?"

"No. I specially practiced Lingbo Weibu, just to not make a sound."

Luo Mingmei gave her an angry look.

Qin Yiyue poked her head to look at the old photo album on Luo Mingmei's lap, "Mom, why do you have the time to look at old photos?"

"What do I want to see and report to you?"

"No, no, I'm just curious." Qin Yiyue rested her chin on Luo Mingmei's shoulder, "Mom, you are so beautiful, you don't get fat after eating cakes every day, let those fat girls with swollen bodies Angry."

Luo Mingmei showed a rare smile today, "You know how amazing your mother is."

"I've always known. My parents are very powerful and awesome." Qin Yiyue reached out to turn to the next page, and after seeing the photo clearly, the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely, "Mom, my You don't hide the dew point."

"Tch, who cares about your small flat chest?"

"Flat breasts are not breasts. The breasts of a four-year-old child, hehe." Qin Yiyue smiled, staring at the chubby girl in the photo, herself in shorts and a vest.

One side of the small vest slides off the small shoulders, revealing half of the small body.

Two small hands, holding a bucket in one hand and a small shovel in the other, with a small expression of "I'm busy, don't disturb me." It's so cute.

He Qiaoyan brought it to the door and dragged it from the room.

Luo Mingmei handed the album to Qin Yiyue, "Qiao Yan, have you eaten yet? I'll bring you some pastries and tea."

"Mom, I'm not hungry. It's getting late, go and rest."

"Hey." Luo Mingmei responded, ready to come to the door.

Qin Yiyue seemed to think of something suddenly, "Mom, my mother-in-law asked me to bring you a present, I almost forgot."

"How dare you ask your in-laws to spend money? You child, you won't give it to you from your mother-in-law, so you just accept it?"

"I declined a few words, and then accepted."