Shang Lu stopped wiping his hair.

He looked at Shang Zhongbo with a frown.

"You spy on me?"

"I don't have that problem. I'm not a pervert. How could I monitor your private life with Qiaoqiao?"

"Then how do you know, I have sex with Qiaoer."

"I still said no, even the name has changed. Qiaoer, Qiaoer, is it the same as picking up a baby?"

"Joe told you?"

"I asked her and she told me."

Shang Lu snorted in his heart: This little idiot, tell the old man everything, don't they need some privacy between husband and wife?

Shang Zhongbo said again, "Shang Lu, since you already have a husband and wife relationship, we are going to make preparations to let Qiaoqiao marry into a wealthy family as soon as possible, and we can't keep hiding it. Let her meet the relatives of the family."

"It can't be said yet."

Shang Lu told Shang Zhongbo about Qiao Qiao's attitude and his worries when he almost confessed last night.

Shang Zhongbo frowned, "With Qiaoqiao's temperament, I really don't like marrying into a wealthy family. This matter really can't be hasty. Too hasty, this little girl will really run away."

Of course Shanglu knew.

It was because he was afraid that she would run away, that's why last night, he firmly and Qiao Qiao became a real couple.

"Dad, I'm going to let Qiao Er conceive and have a baby first. It is said that when a woman has a child, she has a weakness. Even if she finds out that she has married into a wealthy family, she will be soft-hearted because of the child."

In this way, nothing will go wrong.

Only then can Qiao Qiao be guaranteed to stay by his side forever.

At that time, when the relationship is deep and there is another child, Qiaoer will definitely forgive him for concealing his identity from her.

"You boy, do you know the routine daughter-in-law?"

"I can't help it. I'm afraid that Qiaoer will run away. Dad, don't talk about it. Don't let Qiaoer hear you later."

Shanglu went out and found Qiao Qiao who was drying clothes on the balcony.

He helped her dry it together, and chatted while drying it.

"After dinner, what did you and Dad talk about?"

"It's nothing. Dad just asked me how far you and I have developed, and when you can give him a lovely granddaughter. He also said that your little cousin has given birth to a third child. She is a very cute girl. He is so envious."

"He is crazy about his granddaughter."

"It's human nature. However, Dad seems to like his granddaughter more than his grandson."

"He and my mother had a granddaughter's idea before they had a daughter."

"Haha." Qiao Qiao suddenly felt that her father-in-law was so cute.

"Qiao Er, next time Dad asks you, don't tell him everything. We, husband and wife, should also have our privacy."

"That's our dad, what's the point?"

"Don't tell him anything, he's an old fox."

"I'm going to say it. I like talking to Dad."

"disobedient."

Phytophthora patted her butt.

"Plant Lu, are you slapping my ass?"

She touched the place where Shang Lu had photographed, and stared.

Shang Lu patted Qiao Qiao's butt lightly again, pretending to be serious:

"Whoever tells you to tell others everything."

"Is that someone else? That's our dad."

"Don't say it next time."

"Pokelus, if you still pat my ass, then I will pat yours too."

Qiao Qiao was very blunt, and patted Pokeweed's butt.

The muscles on the man's buttocks are indeed stronger and more powerful, and it feels good to shoot.

Qiao Qiao couldn't help pinching.

"Poke Lu, the meat on your butt is quite fleshy."

"No touching."

"You did it first, and I'm going to touch it."

In the living room, seeing the young couple playing and playing, Shang Zhongbo smiled with relief.

The son's emotional problems were finally resolved.

The daughter-in-law was too good to say anything.

The only thing left is to give him a cute and soft little granddaughter!

Shang Zhongbo was looking forward to the fact that his daughter-in-law would give birth to his little granddaughter.

But his wife couldn't see it.

Looking at the deep night sky outside, he sighed in his heart:

Jiaru, our son has married a wife.

Your daughter-in-law has a good character, just like you back then.

The relationship between the two of them is getting better and better.

The young couple will definitely be able to love each other forever.

He was obviously very happy, but Shang Zhongbo felt a little sad.

The empty and lofty night is obviously full of stars, but it is extraordinarily cold and lonely.

Shang Zhongbo said to himself in his heart:

Jiaru, others can grow old forever, why did you leave me so early?

Jiaru, it's been seven years since you left, and I'm still so sad.

Jiaru, I miss you so much.

After drying the clothes, Qiao Qiao suddenly found her father-in-law staring blankly in front of the French window in the living room, with sad eyes.

He couldn't help tugging on the sleeve of Shanglu.

"Shanglu, look at Dad, he seems to have something on his mind."

"Maybe I'm thinking about my mother again."

Only when the old man thought of his mother would he have such a sad, painful and infatuated expression.

Qiao Qiao felt distressed, "Dad is not easy. Mom is gone, he must be very lonely."

"Dad wants a granddaughter." Shanglu took her little hand and said in a low voice, "We will work hard to make a human tonight, and try to make Dad fulfill his wish as soon as possible."

"Dad is still here, you should be quiet." Qiaoqiao glared at him.

He smiled all the time, "What's the point, the door is closed, Dad doesn't know anything."

He took her hand and returned to the bedroom from the living room.

When he bumped into Shang Zhongbo head-on, Qiao Qiao greeted him with a smile, "Dad, we're going back to our room to sleep. I'll help you make the bed in the guest bedroom. Don't be too late, go to bed early."

Shang Zhongbo nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, okay, you guys sleep, I won't disturb you."

Seeing his son dragging his daughter-in-law back to the bedroom in a hurry, Shang Zhongbo smiled again.

This stinky boy.

Back to the room in such a hurry.

After opening meat, it is addictive.

Thinking of his long-awaited little granddaughter coming to his side soon, Shang Zhongbo was in a good mood.

In Qiaoqiao's bedroom.

Shanglu's performance was indeed too hasty.

He threw Qiao Qiao onto the bed, pulled the quilt over the two of them.

He lowered his head and kissed her tenderly.

Every inch of aggression in his palm is filled with his powerful possessive desire.

"Shanglu." Qiaoqiao held his hand and stopped him from moving, "Dad is still outside, I'm a little embarrassed."

"It's okay, Dad is going to sleep, the door is closed, the sound insulation effect is good."

But Qiaoqiao still didn't dare to make any sound.

She clasped Shanglu's shoulders and back, and when the love was deep, she squeezed hard.

So much so that in the early morning of the next day, Shanglu's shoulders and neck were all scratched by Qiaoqiao.

It was still Qiao Qiao who woke up first.

She rested her head on her hands, leaned her elbows on the pillow, and quietly looked at the sleeping face of Shanglu.

She likes pokeweed's bridge of nose and Adam's apple the most.

Both of his places are very sexy.

She raised her fingers, caressing the bridge of his nose and his Adam's apple playfully.

Shanglu grabbed her hand, turned over and pressed on her.

"Teasing me early in the morning, you still want to, huh?"

Opening his eyes, Shang Lu looked down at the little woman below him intensely.

Qiao Qiao muttered, "I didn't tease you, I just touched you, okay?"

"Do you think my Adam's apple is sexy? I keep touching it early in the morning."

He pretended to sleep for ten minutes, and she kept touching his Adam's apple playfully.

Think he doesn't know?

"Well, it's quite sexy." Qiao Qiao touched it playfully again.

"Kiss it."

"No, I'm getting up."

She doesn't kiss him.

He took the initiative to lower his head, buried his head in her fair neck, and kissed her tenderly.

"Shanglu, I really have to get up."

"today is weekend."

"But I'm going to make Dad breakfast."

"Don't worry, he's probably gone."

How could Shang Zhongbo, who wanted to hug his little granddaughter, continue to stay and disturb the couple's wedding day?

He must have left early.

Shang Lu kissed her ear again.

At this time, the phone rang.

It was Qin Sen who called.

Shanglu didn't want to pick it up, but Qin Sen kept calling.

"You'd better answer the phone, in case there is something urgent?"

Qiao Qiao took the phone to Shanglu, and seeing that the caller ID on it was Lao Qin, he didn't know who it was from Shanglu.

Only then did Shanglu get up, picked up the phone, walked to the bedside barefoot, and picked it up.

"what's up?"

His tone was obviously impatient.

On the other side, Qin Sen noticed something, "Shang Lu, you are so impatient, am I interrupting your good business?"

"What do you say?"

Qin Sen laughed loudly, "Shanglu, could it be that you and Qiaoqiao were in bed and I disturbed you?"

"Speak the truth."

"Hahaha, Shanglu, you also have today."

Qin Sen felt as refreshing as revenge.

"Shanglu, you now know that when Jingxian and I were in love, I always felt like being disturbed by you."

"Just hang up if you talk nonsense."

"It was something very important, but since you and Qiao Qiao are loving each other, then I won't bother you."

Qin Sen hung up the phone tactfully.

No matter how important things are, it is not as important as making Shang Lu the bridegroom.

As a buddy, Qin Sen is very sensible.

Qiaoqiao was lying on the bed, looking at Shanglu's back on the phone.

Because he was going to do that with her after taking off his clothes just now, so he was not wearing anything at the moment.

Looking at it from this angle, I happened to see the perfectly lined broad shoulders and thin waist in Phytophthora musculus.

And his long, straight, thin legs.

His figure is full of body aesthetics.

Totally alluring.

She couldn't help smiling.

Shang Lu walked over, put his hands on her waist, and hugged her, "What were you laughing at just now?"

"I feel like I got a big deal. You who are so perfect have become my husband. Isn't the fate amazing? Two or three months ago, I didn't even want to get married."

"If you really feel that you have picked up a big deal, no matter what you find out in the future, you are not allowed to lose me."

"How could I be willing to lose such a big bargain?"

"I remember what you said."

Today is the weekend.

The young couple loved each other for a long time on the bed again.

It is said that newlyweds, you follow me.

Sure enough, it is true.

This weekend, Shang Lu took good care of Qiao Qiao.

He wanted to release all the emotional backlog of 32 years.

But he also felt sorry for Qiao Qiao's body, fearing that she would not be able to bear it.

After eating lunch and taking a nap at noon, he didn't dare to torment Qiaoqiao again.

Qiaoqiao slept until almost six o'clock in the afternoon and didn't get up.

Shang Zhongbo, who returned to the villa, thought about picking a time for dinner and called the young couple.

As soon as the phone was connected, Shang Zhongbo was busy listening to his daughter-in-law's voice, "Shang Lu, give Qiaoqiao the phone."

"She's sleeping."

At this time, Shanglu was preparing dinner.

He looked at the closed bedroom door.

Eyes are full of warm smile.

Such a calm man smiled, as gentle as a spring breeze.

"You can find her tomorrow if you have something to do, and let her sleep more.

"Going to bed before dark?" Shang Bozhong seemed to realize something, and hurriedly taught, "Shang Lu, you won't be pestering Qiaoqiao all day, right? At least let her rest."

"Aren't you in a hurry to hug your granddaughter?" Shang Lu said seriously.

"I wanted to hug my little granddaughter, but I didn't let you tire Qiaoqiao. Shanglu, please be more restrained."

"I will cherish my daughter-in-law, so Dad doesn't have to worry about it."

"Tsk tsk, listen to your current tone, who said that you will divorce Qiaoqiao in a year's time. Shanglu, will you slap your face or not?"

"Who told you I was going to get a divorce?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you didn't say it. I heard it wrong. Anyway, you will definitely not admit it now."

"Dad, do you still have business to do? I'll hang up if there's no business to do. I'm making dinner for your daughter-in-law."

"Is there any spicy dish that my daughter-in-law likes?"

"Today she wants to eat lighter."

"Qiaoqiao likes Sichuan and Hunan dishes, how can light dishes suit her appetite?"

"She just wanted to eat something lighter today, so she died."

The pokeweed pot boils seafood porridge.

Very normal Cantonese cooking method.

Light and delicious.

Because Qiaoqiao just broke his virginity in the past two days and was bleeding, so he can't eat so many spicy foods.

Shanglu was very thoughtful.

It's not a simple pot of seafood porridge, it's a husband full of love for a wife.

After sleeping all afternoon, Qiaoqiao got up and just saw Shanglu serving dinner on the table.

Seeing that there was only one seafood porridge and two green vegetables, Qiaoqiao frowned, "Pokeluk, you gave me such a light meal, is there any chili?"

"No spicy food today."

"why?"

"Aren't you still bleeding?"

"It's okay, whoever is a woman doesn't bleed a little, and I'm not coquettish."

That's why she didn't cry out for pain yesterday.

"Abstain from spicy food for three days until the wound has healed."

Qiaoqiao is a hot-tempered and unhappy person.

Although there is no pepper tonight, it is full of Shang Lu's love for her.

At dinner, she ate with gusto.

"Phanglu, the casserole porridge you make is more authentic than the food stalls outside, it's so delicious."

She ate three bowls in a row.

Praise him again and again.

"Shanglu, your craftsmanship is too good."

When she looked at him, her eyes were full of happiness.

"I'm so full, I'll go downstairs and walk around a few times in a while, don't hold back." He scratched the tip of her nose.

After dinner, the two held hands and went downstairs for a walk.

The affectionate married life seems to have quietly begun.

Back home after a walk.

Qiao Qiao wrapped her arms around Shanglu's neck and kissed him.

Shanglu's stomach suddenly felt hot.

Breathing hot a lot.

Qiao Qiao's little hand playfully landed on his belt, and picked it, trying to untie it.

"Shanglu, do you still want to, or, let's take a bath together tonight?"

"No."

Shanglu's hoarse voice was full of restraint, "The place where you bleed has not fully recovered, rest for a few days, and when the pain stops, I will naturally not spare you."

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