Chapter 842 Teammate Like a Pig 3

Bo Xiaoai looked at Mu Tranquility who was looking up with pride, and felt that if she didn't teach her a lesson, Jun Moran would be too good for this guy.

"Sister and sister, my mother has a bad temper, you can't do the same, what else will Jun Moran think when he comes back?" Jun Qiangbao saw that she was not good, and hurried forward to persuade Bo Xiaoai.

Bo Xiaoai also said with a serious face, "It's fine if my aunt says I'm wrong. I'm a junior, so I can only listen to it, but if I can bear to talk about my dead mother-in-law, I'm sorry for my husband. Love me and pet me. What do you think, big sister? If I want to change you, can you bear it?"

Jun Qiangbao thought to herself, I don't have a mother-in-law, I don't know if I will bear it.But involuntarily, he glanced at the deep sea.

Shen Hai didn't look back this time, as if he didn't see her, and looked at Mu Tranquility with cold and disgusted eyes, as if looking at a dead person.

The look in that look was so terrifying that Jun Qiangbao froze all of a sudden.

Bo Xiaoai continued to understand the righteousness and said: "Since the eldest sister suspects that we are going to use the eldest sister's marriage to cling to the Xie family, in order to prevent the eldest sister from worrying about it, we will definitely stay away from the eldest sister in the future. Fortunately, the eldest sister Shuangtang is still alive. Grandpa and grandma are in good health, and our brothers and sisters couldn't worry about the marriage of the big hall sister. As soon as Jun Moran comes back, I will let him pack up and go back together. How can I cry for a few days, I really can't stay for a day."

There is face in her words, and she can stand up completely.

In fact, sometimes men are not like this because they have low EQ in the back house, but men don't regard this as their home game at all, and they don't use any brains here.I often feel that women are too much waste, and they will only talk for ten minutes, without caring what others think, and it is unbearable.

Kumiko Hayakawa went upstairs, packed the two suitcases and brought them down after a while.

Bo Xiaoai wasn't bothered at all, and made breakfast slowly according to the recipe that the two of them had discussed.

After a while on the table, there are dried shredded chicken soup, steamed tofu, small steamed buns, small wontons, and homemade rice noodles. The aroma is simply compelling.

But this time, no one invited Jun Qiangbao to eat anymore, and Jun Qiangbao looked a little sad. She knew that the affection and affection Bo Xiaoai showed towards her a few days ago, with her mother's attitude, if she closed her down forcefully That channel is gone.

She is a little sad.

In fact, since she was a child, she didn't have many friends.

At least her life as a young prince from the Jun family is not as glamorous as it looks from the outside.

No matter if they are of the same status as her or lower than her, if they are shocked by her mother's domineering aura when they come to her house, and those twittering words are unpleasant, most of them will turn passers-by. Even if they are still friends, it is still a matter of etiquette. Yes, the kind that doesn't care.

My mother always thinks that it is better for a woman to learn well than to marry well, because she herself jumped into the dragon's gate just because of her marriage, and lived a happy and comfortable life all her life.

And if you marry well, you must keep well.

Not only is a girlfriend unnecessary for a woman, but it can become a hidden disaster.

Since ancient times, is it rare for a man to be robbed by girlfriends?

Waterproof, fireproof, and girlfriends are too late, so what kind of friends do you have?

It happened that my younger brother was still relatively close to her after returning to China, but this illusion, which was only a few months old, has disappeared now.

(End of this chapter)

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