After the reunion, the big boss eyed her cub

The air condenses instantly.

one second.

two seconds.

five seconds later...

Mrs. Lin took a sharp breath, and stared blankly at An Qi who was lying on Feng Jiuci's body, "An Qi, what are you...doing?"

"..."

Angie glanced down.

Feng Jiuci's abdomen was covered with a quilt, his upper body was bare, and she... grabbed the edge of the quilt with her hands, and flung herself on him exaggeratedly, like a hungry wolf that was so hungry and thirsty.

Angie bounced up reflexively.

She waved her hands and explained in a panic, "Mom, don't get me wrong, it's not what you see..."

"How?"

"..."

An Qi was afraid that Mrs. Lin would misunderstand, so she stomped her feet in anxiety.

The door is wide open.

The heat in the room ran out, and the cold outside poured in. Feng Jiuci was stiff from the cold. He quietly pulled the quilt and wrapped himself up.

He curled up into a ball, like a wronged little pitiful.

Mrs. Lin could hardly see.

She took a breath, "Give you two 5 minutes, get dressed and come out."

talking.

She closed the door directly and went to the living room.

in the room.

An Qi wanted to cry, but she put on her down jacket and hurried out, "Ninth Brother...you put on your clothes first, and I'll explain to my mother."

"it is good."

Feng Jiuci was also a little nervous.

The future mother-in-law didn't like him in the first place, but now that she sees this scene, she probably hates him even more.

His pursuit of his wife is long.

After An Qi left, Feng Jiuci hurriedly put on his clothes and left the room.

Get out of the warm bedroom.

Feng Jiuci shivered again from the cold.

He came to the living room.

Mrs. Lin was sitting on the sofa, and An Qi was nowhere to be seen. Feng Jiuci was taken aback, "Auntie, where is An Qi?"

"I want to drink milk tea, so I asked her to go downstairs to buy it."

"..."

Just send Angie out and talk to him alone.

Feng Jiuci's scalp was a little numb.

He walked over bravely.

Mrs. Lin pointed to the single sofa not far away, "Sit."

"..."

Feng Jiuci had the illusion that he was a criminal suspect and was about to go to trial.

He swallowed.

Sit down on the sofa obediently.

Mrs. Lin adjusted her sitting posture, forming a sitting position facing Feng Jiuci.

The sense of imminent judgment was clearer.

Feng Jiuci didn't dare to speak out loudly. He was like an elementary school student listening carefully in class, with his hands neatly placed on his knees, showing an eight-toothed smile to Mrs. Lin.

There was a sense of oppression in the air.

Feng Jiuci squeezed out a smirk, "Auntie, I can explain...it was all a misunderstanding just now, An Qi and I just..."

"I know."

Mrs. Lin interrupted him, "An Qi has already explained to me that you are here to be a model for her and to help her with her homework."

"Hehe, that's right."

"New Year approached."

"Yeah, less than half a month away."

Mrs. Lin smiled, as if gossiping, "Isn't the Feng Group busy?"

"Busy, but no matter how busy you are, you still need to rest, combine work and rest, hehe, combine work and rest."

"It's hard work for you to take a day off and come here to be a model for An Qi."

"It's not hard, it's not hard. Anyway, I don't have much to do at home. The main reason is that I haven't been a model before. I'm quite curious, so I promised An Qi to help her."

Pooh!

Minus [-] degrees and finally rested for a day, instead of snuggling up in the bed at home, dressed like a butterfly and came to act as a model for Angel?

This kind of nonsense can only deceive a three-year-old child.

An old fox wandering around the mall.

Not a word of truth came out of his mouth.

Mrs. Lin gave up making false promises with him, and went straight to the point, "Do you like my An Qi?"

"..."

Suddenly heard such a sentence.

Feng Jiuci almost jumped up from the sofa.

He pinched his thigh and managed to remain calm, "Auntie..."

"to be frank."

"..."

If he said he liked it, Auntie would kill him.

Can……

If he said he didn't like her, how could he pursue An Qi in the future? He didn't take responsibility, and he didn't even dare to admit that he liked her. Auntie might just pass him in her heart.

After weighing the pros and cons.

Feng Jiuci closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and admitted, "Yes, I like An Qi."

Asshole stuff.

Ever since Feng Jiuci asked her to call him Xiaojiu instead, she felt something was wrong.

The woman's intuition turned out to be correct.

Mrs. Lin resisted the urge to give Feng Jiuci a scoop, and continued to sit there dignified, "Look at An Qi, she doesn't seem to know."

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell her?" Mrs. Lin's eyes suddenly sharpened, "What? You enjoy the ambiguity and don't want to be responsible, right?"

"No no no no no!"

When the hat was buttoned, Feng Jiuci waved his hands in fright, "I don't dare."

"Don't you dare?"

"Correct."

Feng Jiuci drooped her head, "I know about An Qi, she looks like a soft and sticky little one, but she has a very decisive personality, she won't be ambiguous with the opposite sex, if she knows that I like her, and she doesn't If she likes me, she will definitely stay away from me. I'm afraid that I won't even have to be friends, so I haven't dared to say it."

"Humph!"

Mrs. Lin's expression was unclear, she didn't know whether she was satisfied with his answer, she paused, and then asked, "What's the matter with you as a mannequin today?"

"An Qi asked me for help some time ago, and I agreed."

"She asked you to help me? Don't you know that this mannequin is going to be naked? Or did you do it on purpose at all, and want to take the opportunity to get closer to An Qi?"

"..."

This question is a bit dangerous.

Feng Jiuci opened his mouth to tell a lie.

But he suddenly remembered what his brother said to him when he was in the company two days ago.

Sincerity is the nirvana.

Feng Jiuci gritted his teeth, and chose to tell the truth, "Yes! When I promised An Qi, I was indeed selfish. I thought... Maybe An Qi would be attracted by my figure after seeing my figure."

"Ha ha!"

Hearing Mrs. Lin's sneer, Feng Jiuci slowly raised his head, "What's more, An Qi has such a job. Even if she doesn't ask me to be a model, she will find someone else. Instead of finding a stranger, I might as well do it , at least An Qi and I know each other well, and I can guarantee that I will never do anything to hurt An Qi."

heard.

Mrs. Lin's face softened a little.

"Xiao Jiu, our An Qi is only 20 years old this year, you know that?"

"know."

"She's still young, and she just came back to our house. I don't really want her to fall in love so early, do you understand?"

"..."

Feng Jiuci stopped talking.

"Little Nine?"

"Auntie." Feng Jiuci raised his head, "I know you feel guilty towards An Qi and want her to stay by your side for a few more years. I understand your feelings, but I don't agree."

"Oh?"

"An Qi is 20 years old. She is an adult. Falling in love is her own business. Only she can decide whether to talk about it or not. Just because you are her mother, you should respect her even more."

Mrs. Lin narrowed her eyes.

"So, you plan to confess your love to An Qi today?"

"..."