Chatper 29 (1/2)

She looked at He Qiaoyan's handsome and extraordinary facial features.

This man can indeed satisfy all women's fantasies about men, and so can she.

However, such a man married her just like that, and even gave Xiaobao to her with confidence, announcing her identity to the outside world.

She really had to wonder what was behind it.

At the same time, she thought that perhaps she had encountered a miracle.

The vanity in her heart and the expectation of love made her want to go on with this person and love her forever like her parents.

He Qiaoyan looked at her reddened face, leaned over and kissed her lightly on her forehead, and said slowly, "Don't worry, just wait to be my bride."

"it is good."

He Qiaoyan sat down again and started the car.

**

The car stopped downstairs at Qin Yiyue's house, but He Qiaoyan still carried her upstairs and into the house.

Luo Mingmei and Xiaobao each occupied a corner of the sofa to watch cartoons.

Seeing the two people come in, Luo Mingmei was surprised and said, "Your foot is so badly injured?"

"It will be all right tomorrow, mom, don't be surprised."

"Qin Yiyue, don't hit your swollen face to be fat. Your feet are almost swollen to two sizes. Why are you so stubborn." Luo Mingmei cursed distressedly, almost poking her nose with her finger, "Give me a few days Stay well, and I will break your dog legs if you jump around."

"Ms. Luo, please pay attention to the occasion when you speak, and save some face for your daughter, will you?"

"Face? You will have face if you fall into this kind of virtue, obediently stay with me and watch cartoons with my little grandson."

Qin Yiyue silently closed her mouth and sat down next to Xiaobao.

Luo Mingmei yelled messily in the wind, only to realize that she had completely neglected her son-in-law, and said with a quick smile: "Qiao Yan, I'm sorry to let you see a joke. Yiyue, this child, just doesn't make people worry .”

"She's doing fine."

Luo Mingmei nodded, "I'll go to the kitchen to cook first, and if you don't mind tonight, stay and eat with Xiaobao and try my cooking."

"Then I won't be polite. Do you need me to help you?" He Qiaoyan said as he took off his suit jacket and walked towards the kitchen.

"No need, that guy Qin Yiyue has never been in the kitchen at home, he just waits to eat and drink. You can watch TV with that guy."

"Ms. Luo Mingmei, please keep your voice down when you speak ill of me, thank you." Qin Yiyue couldn't help but said.

He Qiaoyan chuckled twice when he heard the words, and said to Luo Mingmei: "Auntie, you are welcome, basically men cook in our house."

"real?"

"Yes, so don't be polite to me."

Luo Mingmei nodded after hearing this, followed He Qiaoyan into the kitchen, and before going in, she didn't forget to turn her head and stare at Qin Yiyue.

Qin Yiyue was shot innocently, pretending not to see it, she turned her head and continued watching cartoons.

Seeing that there were only the two of them left in the living room, Xiao Bao crawled over from the other end of the sofa, carefully sat on Qin Yiyue's lap, and handed his mini tablet in front of Qin Yiyue.

Qin Yiyue looked down at the writing on it.

"Your feet are bad?"

Qin Yiyue looked at Xiaobao's worried little eyes, couldn't help but lowered her head and kissed his delicate little face, "It looks a little scary, but it's actually not that serious, don't worry."

Xiao Bao touched the place Qin Yiyue had kissed with his small hand, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his small face.

That little figure was as cute as it could be.

Qin Yiyue smiled and buried her face on his thin chest and rubbed it a few times, "Baby, thank you for your concern. With you caring so much about me, my feet will definitely heal quickly."

Xiaobao was a little itchy from being rubbed by her, and there was a strange feeling, which made him feel so warm.

His little lips rose slightly.

He Qiaoyan was coming out with cut fruits, when he saw the corner of Xiaobao's mouth raised, a smile flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Bao quickly flattened the corners of his mouth, pretending to be expressionless.