He Is Warmer Than Time

Although he enjoyed the feeling that she was dependent on him, he still didn't want her to be nervous at all times at his house, so he raised his eyes and said, "Don't keep surrounding her."

The eldest brother and sister-in-law joked: "Oh, I know that the protection is short."

Yang Haitao squeezed her hand: "She is my girlfriend, I must protect her, do what you should do, don't always surround us."

Although my brother, sister-in-law, sister-in-law and husband still want to continue teasing, it is just such a baby brother. My brother finally found a beautiful female college student, but he couldn't really scare them away, so they all listened to him and scattered elsewhere. went.

Song Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead to show Yang Haitao: "My back is wet."

Yang Haitao smiled and looked at her: "Are you so nervous?"

Song Xuan's cheeks were reddened: "I'm really nervous."

Her family relationship is simple, her mother left early, and her father, since she had Shen Mengfang, she has been very indifferent to their two sisters. She and Song Ran are always fighting.

She has never experienced such a passionate family, so she is really nervous.

Yang Haitao patted the back of her hand: "Don't be afraid, because they like you, they always surround you and ask questions."

Song Xuan nodded: "Well, I know, I just didn't adjust to it for a while, so I can adjust to it twice."

Yang Haitao smiled slyly: "Are you going to continue to come?"

Song Xuan wanted to bite her tongue. It seemed that she was really too nervous. She was so nervous that she couldn't help speaking, and her face became even redder: "I...cough..."

It seems that nothing is appropriate.

Yang Haitao patted the back of her hand and said happily, "Well, well, I will come with you if I want to come."

Song Xuan glared at him, this man, deliberately teasing her, it is really hateful.

In order to relieve her tension, Yang Haitao turned on the TV to show her. His family is quite considerate and they are all moving around. Fortunately, his house is big enough and the yard is big enough, Song Xuan's nervous mood is slightly relieved. .

When it was time for lunch, Song Xuan followed Yang Haitao into the dining room, and when she saw the dining table, it was really not an exaggeration to say that it was a full-fledged banquet.

Song Xuan almost vomited a mouthful of blood. The Yang family was really enthusiastic.

Yang Haitao took her hand and did it. Yang Zhiguo picked up the wine that Song Xuan had brought, and said cheerfully, "Nanny, don't bring gifts when you come in the future. Please do it as you please."

Song Xuan smiled: "Well, I will order it at will."

Here I asked them to order anything at will. As soon as they picked up the chopsticks over there, the Yang family's seven or eight hands stretched out, and each of them brought the vegetables in the chopsticks to her bowl.

"You eat chicken..."

"Eat shrimp..."

"beef……"

"Duck gizzard..."

...

Song Xuan looked down and saw that the little lace bowl was full of vegetables, and she couldn't laugh or cry.

Yang Haitao glanced over his family's face, and said speechlessly: "Can you please order it at will."

The family laughed: "It's pretty casual."

Yang Haitao twitched the corners of his mouth, took three chicken drumsticks from Song Xuan's bowl, and gave them to his little nephew and niece: "Auntie can't eat that much, so do you guys."

The little nephew said innocently: "Not the aunt, but the little aunt."

Song Xuan was choked again, and Yang Haitao quickly patted her on the back. Song Xuan felt that since entering Yang Haitao's house, she had always been a little out of control.

Yang Haitao pretended to be angrily: "What little aunt, I want to call it Auntie."

The little nephew doesn't follow: "What my mother said, I must call my little aunt."