Madam's black history was picked up

In the bamboo forest villa, Anyajie was sleeping with her head covered. Si Tianmu walked over to lift her quilt after putting on her tie. Anyajie didn't even bother to open her eyes. She grabbed the quilt and covered her head again. Lift the quilt.

An Yajie's vicious voice came from under the quilt: "Si Tianmu, I warn you, don't challenge my endurance. Sister, I'm terrible when I get angry."

"Hehe, sister, brother just wanted to ask you, do you want to go to the company with me, so that you won't be bored at home alone."

"Don't go."

"Then don't sleep all the time, get up and eat something after a short sleep, or order takeaway if you don't want to do it."

"En." Anyajie replied lazily.

"Then I'm leaving." Si Tianmu wanted to give her a kiss when she went out, but Anyajie hid under the quilt and couldn't come out, so she had to save it this morning.

"Wait a minute." Anyajie suddenly thought of something, and immediately got out of bed and called Si Tianmu who had already walked to the door.

As soon as Si Tianmu turned his head, he saw the white-flowered Anyajie. His Adam's apple rolled again, and Anyajie immediately wrapped herself tightly with a quilt.

Seeing Anyajie's anti-thief expression, Si Tianmu was annoyed and funny: "What's wrong?"

"If mom calls us at night and asks us to go back for dinner, just say you have a dinner tonight and don't go."

"But I don't have dinner tonight." Si Tianmu had a smile in his eyes.

"I said if you have it, you have it. If you don't have it, you have to find a way to have it."

"Hehe." Si Tianmu walked back with a smile, sat on the side of the bed and lovingly rubbed the top of Anyajie's head.

"Daughter-in-law, you've grown into a temper these days. It's my husband, and I don't love you enough?"

An Yajie knelt on the bed and looked at Si Tianmu seriously: "Comrade Tianmu, this plowed land cannot be plowed every day. I don't know how your cow doesn't get tired, but the land is plowed every day. Plowed and ruined."

"Pfft."

"Don't laugh, I'm not joking with you. If you promise your mother to go back for dinner tonight, I will accompany Liu Feng. I won't come back until she gives birth."

Si Tianmu was still giggling and laughing non-stop: "Okay, my wife, we won't go back tonight, so what do you want to eat tonight, may I treat you?"

Hearing Si Tianmu's assurance, Anyajie breathed a sigh of relief: "Call Song Ci and ask them to come out to eat. We haven't had a good get-together since we came back from the sea. Liu Feng told me twice."

"Okay, I'll arrange the time and place, and you are in charge of calling."

"Row."

In a mid-to-high-end restaurant, Song Ci felt a little nauseous when she saw a table full of seafood. She ate seafood every day when she was on the island, but now she feels nauseous whenever she sees seafood.

The other hostages were all skinny and haggard when they were released, but they were the only ones who were fed fat for nothing.

"Baby, why don't you eat?" Qian Bao didn't move his chopsticks when he read Song Ci.

Aya took a sip of the soup and said, "She has a shadow on seafood. We eat seafood every day on the boat, and even I'm tired of it."

Xiao Mo cared for Liu Feng's dishes, and the dishes on her plate were piled up into hills. After Liu Feng came back, her appetite was particularly good. Xiao Mo took care of her meticulously.

Si Tianmu raised his wine glass and yelled: "Come, come, let's celebrate that we are finally reunited again. There is a saying, after the storm, there is a rainbow again."

"Come on, cheers."

"cheers."

Everyone at the table drank all the wine in their cups. Although Liu Feng's was soup, she also finished it all.

Seeing that Si Tianmu was about to pour the wine again, Anyajie immediately reminded him in a low voice, "Drink less, have you forgotten what we have been doing recently?"

Si Tianmu blinked, and asked amusedly, "What are we doing recently?"

Everyone looked at them, Anya Jie blushed, and she gave Si Tianmu a supercilious look.

Si Tianmu put down the bottle obediently: "Da Zhuang, Anya and I are having a baby recently, so we need to drink less alcohol, so don't drink me."

"Si Tianmu." Anyajie pinched him, why did this guy say anything.

"Hehe... Everyone has been here, so I understand."

Xiao Mo also answered: "I also want to drink less, because Liu Feng smells bad if I drink too much."

Qian Bao turned to look at Yang Dazhuang: "What about you, do you want a child, or are you afraid that Aya will smell bad? If you want to take neither, then we both will drink."

"What about you?" Yang Dazhuang asked Qian Bao back.

"I've been abstinent these days."

"..." Everyone looked at Qian Bao inexplicably.

"Song Ci's aunt is here."

"Hahaha……"

Song Ci glared at Qian Bao: "It's my aunt."

"It's all the same, anyway, I have to abstain from sex as soon as she comes."

"Hahaha……"

Yang Dazhuang turned his head to look at Aya with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, shall we have a baby tonight? If not, I'll drink."

Aya gave Yang Dazhuang a blank look, but ignored him.

"Yeah, if my daughter-in-law ignores me, that's a tacit consent. Come on, Qian Bao, we won't come back even if we're not drunk."

Aya looked at Liu Feng, who was eating deliciously, and subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, Anyajie saw her reaction in her eyes.

Then he leaned over to comfort her in a low voice: "Aya, there's no rush to get pregnant. Si Tianmu and I are having a baby recently, and my stomach hasn't moved at all. The pregnancy test strips have filled our trash can." gone."

Aya was amused: "The trash can in your house is small enough."

"It's not small, it's so big." Anyajie said while gesticulating.

"Pfft."

"Don't put such a big psychological burden on yourself. Some things, the more you think about them, the less they will come. When you don't think about them, they will come instead."

"Well, I see, thank you Anya."

Song Ci was upset: "What are you two muttering about? You don't take me with you when you whisper."

Anyajie smiled: "Then have you finished eating? Let's go to the sofa to chat after we finish eating."

"Okay, okay, I can't eat anymore."

"Liu Feng, have you finished eating? Let's go over and chat."

"I haven't had my soup yet."

"Then drink slowly, we will wait for you."

"it is good."

Yang Dazhuang boldly raised his wine glass: "Come on, Qian Bao, we are drunk today when we have wine."

"Come on, let's do it."

The two had a good time drinking.

Si Tianmu looked at the two drinking heavily, and was very dissatisfied: "I said what's the matter with you two, Xiao Mo and I just said to drink less, but didn't say no, you two just ignored us? "

"When you drink, you have to drink to your heart's content. It's better not to drink less."

"Yes."

Qian Bao and Yang Dazhuang teased them with each other.

After a meal, Xiao Mo and Si Tianmu helped the drunken Qian Bao and Yang Dazhuang to the side of the road respectively.

Si Tianmu glanced at the women behind him: "Our daughter-in-law can drive, only Song Ci can't, so who will drive Qian Bao's car back?"

"Let's find a replacement driver. I'm also drinking, so I won't drive, and Liu Feng won't drive even if she's pregnant."

"Then you call and call one for Qian Bao."

"Okay." Xiao Mo turned around and went to make a phone call.

"Song Ci, you should also learn to get a driver's license, so that Qian Bao doesn't have to find a substitute driver when he goes out to eat."

Yang Dazhuang answered with a smile: "If Song Ci drove Qian Bao home, I guess Qian Bao didn't get home when he was sober, because Song Ci couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north at the crossroads, hahaha..."

"That's right, and I'm sure that even if Song Ci can get a driver's license, her points will definitely be deducted for parking indiscriminately, because she doesn't know what the big red horse fork means, hahaha..."

Qian Bao smiled and rubbed Song Ci's hair.

Song Ci was about to explode with anger, she glared at Si Tianmu and Yang Dazhuang viciously, "Don't look down on people, I don't want to learn, if I learn, I will drive better than you."

Si Tianmu still laughed heartlessly: "Yo, you have ambition, my brother is optimistic about you."

"Humph."

Song Ci secretly swears in his heart, I must learn to learn a driver's license, to see if you still dare to underestimate me.

Early the next morning, Qian Bao opened his eyes in a daze, and was startled by the scene in front of him. He saw Song Ci with a red cloth belt tied to his head, kneeling on the bed with his hands on his thighs, using a pair of ninja The samurai stared at Qian Bao.

Qian Bao's scalp was numb from Song Ci's stare: "Baby, you... what are you doing?"

"I want to learn to drive."

"What?"

"I said I want to learn to drive."

"Baby, Tianmu and the others were joking last night, don't take it to heart."

"I didn't go to learn to drive to be angry with them, I did it for you."

"for me?"

"That's right, as Si Tianmu said, if I learn to drive, you can drink without worry when you go out to eat, and I will be your full-time driver."

Qian Bao thought feebly, "Do I dare to ride in a car driven by your short-sighted eyes?"

"What's that expression on your face? Do you not believe that I can get a driver's license, or are you afraid to sit in the car I drive?"

Qian Bao wanted to say that he had both, but in order not to hurt Song Ci's confidence, he still smiled and agreed to Song Ci's request.

In this way, Song Ci began her long journey of learning to drive.

When Qian Bao came out of the shower, he saw Song Ci working on the questions with his mobile phone. He wiped his hair and sat next to Song Ci.

"How many questions have you done, is the correct rate high?"

"I have done 26 questions."

"Is there anything wrong?"

"How can there be nothing wrong, your wife is not a genius."

Qian Bao laughed: "How many questions did you get right?"

"Ten questions."

The corners of Qian Bao's mouth twitched a little. He stretched his neck to look at the test questions on his phone. What Song Ci was doing was a judgment question. The question was: When driving on a highway, the speed is controlled by feeling. Is it right or wrong?
Song Ci thought for a while, and decisively chose right, and Qian Bao's forehead broke out in a cold sweat.

"Oh, it's wrong again. Isn't the speed of the car controlled by feeling? Then why?"

Qian Bao silently wiped off his cold sweat, and continued to read Song Ci to do the questions.

This is a multiple-choice question. The title is: What should I do when driving over the Manshui Bridge? A is to pass directly and quickly, B is to drive directly and pass slowly, C is to go into the water to find out the situation, and then pass slowly, and D is to go into the water to find out the situation, and then pass quickly.