Nightclub, your daughter-in-law has lost her vest again

I don't know when it started, everything gradually deviated from the track that I could control. Yeqin looked at the Yejing official who didn't care much about her suggestions, and secretly hated that she was not a man, but at the same time, she still acted sincerely for them. "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind won't stop. I'm afraid you will let it go, but Su Lin won't let it go!"

She spoke earnestly, but the night scene official was not stingy but didn't take it to heart, he was the most impatient to listen to these sermons, and after Ye Qin had finished speaking, he yelled upstairs: "Little sister-in-law, Don't sleep! My aunt is here to see you, hurry up and come down!"

Now I am like a dog who hates people, and the smile on Qin's face can hardly last at night. Fortunately, Jin Yuran appeared in time. Walking out slowly, like a well-raised pet cat, delicate and cute, with a slight nasal voice when speaking: "Who's here?"

Looking at the girl whom Ye Yunqiu raised so well, the smile on Ye Qin's face became more and more stiff. She hesitated for a moment and then stood up. She meant to stand up to greet her. This was something that she never dared to think about before. of.

It stands to reason that the elders should not stand up to greet the younger generation, but if Jin Yuran is smarter, she should say something polite, or let Ye Qin sit down quickly, but it is a pity that she is a fool. She smiled foolishly: "It feels like you are welcoming a princess."

Greet a ghost, but also a princess!
Meng Wenjiao on the side complained silently in her heart, but when she thought of the days when she was locked up in the detention center, she could only suppress the emotion in her heart and said nothing.

"Your little sister-in-law's brain is useless, even if I tell her, it doesn't work."

At night, Qin looked at the delicate and soft Jin Yuran and sat down on the sofa opposite her, "Ranran, I'm your aunt, do you remember me?"

"I remember Jiaojiao."

Tilting her head to look at Meng Wenjiao, who was obediently sitting next to Night Qin, Jin Yuran asked suspiciously, "Jiaojiao, why did you come out? My husband said you are undergoing social re-education."

What she said made Meng Wenjiao's face turn red, and she stammered, "It's, I've finished my education."

The night scene officials on the side looked at them with great interest like a grandpa, and they all said that there are three women in one drama, that is three normal women, and now there is a Jin Yuran who is not so clear-headed in it, That would be a good show.

At night, Qin looked at Jin Yuran who had left her daughter speechless, and for a moment wondered if she did it on purpose, but when she remembered that the person in front of her was just a fool, she let go of her doubts. She smiled faintly: "It's true that Jiaojiao was not good in the past, but she was also used by others, and Qiao Qing was too scheming, obviously she wanted to be with Yunqiu herself, so she insisted on forcing Jiaojiao to do it." This kind of thing. But now Jiaojiao already knows the true face of Qiao Qing. Our family should not be separated because of this kind of outsider, what do you think?"

"Auntie is right!"

Tilting her head and smiling coquettishly, Jin Yuran naturally accepted all such good words. When she smiled, she was as bright as a spring flower, "But, aunt, you talk so much all at once, your mouth will dry out." Dry tongue? Ranran will give you Wangzai milk."

As she said that, she took out two bottles of Wangzai milk from the locker under the table in a different way, and put them in front of Ye Yeqin and Meng Wenjiao respectively. I've been here for so long, and I don't even have a cup of hot tea...

The butler at the side then calmly offered the servant a cup of tea. Evening Qin couldn't get angry for a while, so she could only hold back her anger and took it.

"By the way, what is the purpose of my aunt's coming here? My husband is out. If you have anything to do, you can tell the officials. They all said that Ran Ran has a problem with her mind and can't remember anything."

Before Yeqin brought the tea to her mouth, Jin Yuran spoke in a calm manner. Her self-pitying appearance, if she wasn't really stupid, her acting skills would have been too good.

Holding back her breath, Ye Qin laughed dryly at night: "Of course I will tell Yun Qiu personally these words, Ran Ran, you just woke up, you should wash and dress up first, it's not good to come out to meet people with your hair and face covered, yes Here, this is a gift from me, take a look, do you like it?"

After speaking, she took out the handbag she brought and showed it to Jin Yuran. Jin Yuran held the handbag and exclaimed: "This bag is so beautiful! Auntie is so kind to Ranran!"

"That's not right, I asked my mother for this bag, but I didn't get it."

Thinking that this bag ended up in Jin Yuran's hands, Meng Wenjiao felt a little reconciled, she looked at Jin Yuran quite jealously, "But you basically don't go out, so you probably didn't use this bag What a waste of money."

"Huh? Does Jiaojiao like this bag?"

Looking up at Meng Wenjiao, Jin Yuran thought for a while, and then brought the bag to Meng Wenjiao's eyes: "Since Jiaojiao wants it, give it to Jiaojiao."

"Ranran, what are you talking about, Jiaojiao just said it so casually." This bag was given to Jin Yuran by herself to gain a wave of favorability in front of Ye Yunqiu. Taking it back, Yeqin glared at Meng Wenjiao, then smiled and said, "I'll buy gifts for Jiaojiao too. You don't have to worry."

"Then I don't want it either."

Shaking her head, Jin Yuran's small face was filled with firmness, and Yeqin was stunned when she saw it, "Why didn't you want it all of a sudden? Don't you like this bag?"

"This bag is beautiful."

Reluctantly touched the bag, Jin Yuran sighed, with a look of regret on her innocent face: "It's just that my husband has already bought this for me, it's the same model, I seem to have three bags like this. It’s just a different color. Auntie, Ran Ran already has one of your color.”

Hearing Jin Yuran's words, Meng Wenjiao stared so hard that the balls of her eyes almost fell out, "Three, three? Do you know how hard it is to buy this bag now? My mother spent a lot of money to get this bag." Yes, you—"

"Since Yunqiu has already bought it for you, forget it."

Cutting off Meng Wenjiao's conversation in a timely manner, Yeqin still said it with a smile, but the smile became more forced. She threw the handbag to her daughter, gnashing her teeth every word, "Okay, It's getting late, since Yunqiu is not at home now, let's not bother."