On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

"fine!"

Some things are better not to be broken!

"I just think that you didn't choose your cosmetics well. I'll help you choose a set later."

Qiao Qiao touched Song Wei's face.

"Now there is a kind of nude makeup, which is very natural and docile after it is finished. It's not like you are so pink now. I will teach you later."

"I really don't know anything about these things now."

"It's okay, isn't there still me?"

Although the two sisters were hiding their own concerns, they chatted without any gaps.

After chatting about other things, Song Wei turned the topic back to Qiao Qiao's flash marriage husband.

The more Qiao Qiao avoided this topic, the more Song Wei felt that something was wrong, "Qiaoer, Chen Yajun said your husband's name is Shanglu?"

"Yes." Qiao Qiao took a sip of coffee.

Song Wei stirred the cup thoughtfully, "This name sounds very special, not like an ordinary person."

Shanglu has a special temperament.

But Qiao Qiao just couldn't tell.

"Before he went bankrupt, he might have had a little glory. But after he went bankrupt, he was just an ordinary person."

"Chen Yajun said that he looks ugly?"

"Did Chen Yajun tell you that?"

"Ah."

"Oh!" Qiaoqiao sneered, "Chen Yajun is jealous, he has never seen anyone more handsome than him, and he must be very upset that someone suddenly came and pushed him down."

Song Wei was thoughtful again.

No wonder Chen Yajun's face was so ugly when she asked about Chen Yajun Shanglu.

"Chen Yajun was at the school grass level in school, how handsome is the person who suppresses Chen Yajun?"

"You will know the next time I bring you to see each other."

"Then when will you arrange it? I'm afraid that you just randomly catch someone to marry, and I'm afraid that your marriage will not be happy."

"Why are you just arresting someone randomly? Shang Lu is Uncle Shang's son. Uncle Shang and I are friends in need since we met seven years ago."

"You still call him Uncle Shang?"

"You know, it's hard for me to pronounce the word dad. I hardly ever say it when I grow up."

"Then you have to change your mouth."

Qiao Qiao thought that Shang Zhongbo might be farming in the countryside.

And she and Shanglu live in the city, so they shouldn't see each other every day for the time being.

She had thought about renovating the house after handing over, and then taking Shang Zhongbo over to live with him, but that would be about a year later.

Let's talk about the change of mouth later.

But that night, Shang Zhongbo came to her rental house.

Shang Zhongbo carried a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right, both of which were still alive, and he carried a basket of vegetables on his back.

If it wasn't for Qiao Qiao not being able to know his identity for the time being, Shang Zhongbo would have liked to bring all the most expensive nutritional supplements at home, and even wanted to call a nutritionist to come over and recuperate Qiao Qiao's body.

Look how thin she is!

He's so thin, he will definitely suffer if he gives birth to a grandson.

"Shang Lu hasn't come back yet?" Uncle Shang Cuo entered the door carrying chickens and ducks.

Qiao Qiao hurriedly helped him pick up a basket of fresh vegetables on his back.

At this time, a duck in Shang Zhongbo's hand clicked and dropped a pile of duck feces on the ground.

The floor tiles that Qiaoqiao had mopped up were immediately dirty.

For Shang Zhongbo, who stepped back to ignore the group affairs and was interested in raising chickens and ducks every day, duck droppings were no surprise to him.

He hurriedly knelt down to wipe it off with a paper towel.

"It's okay, it's okay." Qiao Qiao also squatted down, "Uncle Shang, I'll clean it up, you just sit down quickly, you're tired from the journey."

When the girls in the city see the duck shit, they must stay far away, disgusted to death.

How could someone like Qiaoqiao care about him without being annoying to him.

This is what Shang Zhongbo likes about Qiao Qiao, "You're still called Uncle?"

Qiao Qiao looked up, "...Dad!"

"Hey!" Shang Zhongbo was overjoyed.

When experiencing life and death with Qiao Qiao seven years ago, he was thinking that it would be great if such a brave and kind girl could become his daughter-in-law.

Seven years.

Finally a dream come true.

It is not easy.

After tidying up, Qiaoqiao went to cook.

Shang Zhongbo refused to let her do it.

Although her kitchen was pitifully small, Shang Zhongbo was very happy, and even thought that Qiao Qiao would give birth to his grandson in the future, and he would cook confinement meals for her himself.

In this way, he has to learn more from the nutritionist how to prepare scientific and healthy meals for pregnant women.

Qiaoqiao was also embarrassed to let her father-in-law cook alone, and helped pick vegetables beside her.

"uncle……"

"Uncle again?"

"Dad...you raise a lot of chickens and ducks, isn't it very hard?"

"I raised them for myself to eat, and I also raised cattle, sheep, geese and so on. When the time comes, I will kill them and I will bring them here for you."

The cow he raises is imported from abroad and is called a Sudanese cow.

A cow is close to 2000 million.

Sudanese cattle like to drink, and the meat quality is particularly good after drinking.

In order to keep it healthy, he would give it a bottle of whiskey every day.

He has always been reluctant to kill, but now that Qiao Qiao is married, he has to kill the cow, and then give Qiao Qiao the best parts of the cow to taste.

At ten o'clock after the meal, Shanglu hadn't come back yet.

Qiaoqiao sent Shanglu a WeChat message: What time are you coming back today? Dad is here.

Shanglu: Your dad or my dad?

Qiaoqiao: Father Shang.

Shanglu frowned, the old man is still at Qiaoqiao's place at this point?

What does the old man want to do?

Hurrying back to Qiao Qiao's rental house, Shang Lu saw Qiao Qiao tidying up the sofa.

"Dad, are you not used to sleeping on the sofa, or else I and Shanglu are sleeping on the floor outside, so you can sleep on the bed."

"You guys sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa, it's just right. What's the floor?" Shang Zhongbo glanced at Shanglu who had just entered the room meaningfully.

Seeing Shang Lu came back, Qiao Qiao also went to take a bath.

Shang Lu's face darkened, "You stayed here on purpose for the night, because you want to drive me to sleep with Qiao Qiao?"

"You don't have to sleep with Qiao'er, but make a bed on the floor inside." Shang Zhongbo said, "This will not affect our previous agreement in the slightest."

It was agreed before that he would only get married. Before he fell in love with Qiao Qiao, Shang Zhongbo could not require him to have a relationship with Qiao Qiao, nor could he have a grandson.

Shang Lu couldn't find any words to refute, "..."

After Qiaoqiao took a shower, she pulled Phytophthora into the room and showed him the floor she had made, "You sleep there and see if it fits."

"You let me sleep on the floor?" Shanglu said in a bad tone.

Qiao Qiao reminded him, "Mr. Shang, when you got married, you said that you can't sleep with a woman who has no feelings. Could it be that you want to sleep in bed with me?"

Shanglu immediately said, "Impossible."

"Then do you want me to give you the bed?" Qiao Yu asked back, "And let me sleep on the floor?"

Realizing that asking a woman to sleep on the floor does not seem to be a gentleman's demeanor, Shang Lu compromised, "I sleep on the floor."

Without saying anything, he turned and walked out.

Shang Zhongbo has already lay down.

"You want to go?" Shang Zhongbo asked him.

He said with a dark face, "Don't think that with this arrangement, the relationship between me and Qiaoqiao will make any progress."

Uncle Shang Zuo smiled, "Of course I know your reason. But don't forget, you are a normal man with physical needs. Otherwise, you wouldn't often get up in the middle of the night to take several cold showers."

His son is just too clean.

I'm 32 years old and haven't touched a woman, it's almost against the sky.

Physiological needs, pokeweed certainly have.

He is just at the age of hot blood, and his normal needs have never been released and relieved.

The more backlog, the more intense.

When he returned to the room, Qiao Qiao had already laid down and slept.

In the past two days, Qiaoqiao has always been very conservative in front of Shanglu. She deliberately wore pajamas with long sleeves and trousers, and even the collar was buttoned tightly.

But when she wears size s pajamas, it feels like she is wearing size xl.

The clothes on her body naturally looked a little loose.

When she turned over, the hem of her clothes loosened, revealing a slender waist.

The waist is white and delicate, it is really eye-catching.

Qiao Qiao is the kind of eye-catching beauty who is very good-looking, and the more you look at it, the more temperamental she is, and she has a good temper, which is hard to hate.

Shang Lu even took an extra look.

He is a normal man.

As Shang Zhongbo said, he also has his normal physiological needs.

In the 32 years that have never been released and relieved, he also thought about finding a woman, but he never looked at other women more.

But at this moment, he couldn't take his eyes away, and even imagined that if he could hug Qiao Qiao from behind...

Of course, Shanglu knew clearly that his thoughts were just a man's instinctive reaction, not his liking.

Any sex that cannot be based on love makes Shanglu resist and resist.

No matter how strong the instinctive physiological needs are.

Finally, Shang Lu regained his senses, turned around, and went to take a shower.

"Did you take a cold shower just now?" Seeing him coming out, Shang Zhongbo asked with a smile on purpose.

Shang Lu didn't change his face, "What's the problem?"

"It's nothing." Shang Zhongbo smiled triumphantly, "Anyway, whoever suffers, who knows."