The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 597 Sick and disciples don’t blacken (1) 2200+ words

   "It's all a family, Qinghuan, don't you want to call mom soon."

  Jun Feiran's expression was slightly narrow, which made Su Qinghuan's expression extremely embarrassing.

   Seeing the face of Jun Feiran’s mother that could be called a country and a city, Su Qinghuan really couldn’t say the word.

  She murmured in a low voice.

   "Your mother is too young, I'm a bit..."

  It was Jun Ruqin who took the lead to relieve Su Qinghuan.

  The feminine temperament looks at strangers not getting close, but when she smiles at Su Qinghuan’s eyes, there is also a kind and delicate tenderness. This may be the love for her son’s partner Aiwu Jiwu.

  "You are Qinghuan, I've heard Feiran say about you. If you can't say it, you can call my sister, you and Feiran have different opinions."

   "Puff..."

  Such an approachable joke made Su Qing burst into joy.

  Unexpectedly, the Majesty is such a wonderful person.

  She also blinked at Jun Feiran optimistically, deliberately angering him.

   "Hello, Sister Jun."

   But this elder sister called her without any pressure. It was Jun Feiran’s mother who took care of it so well. After all, the mother was just a mortal, not like the little fox who is nourished by the soul.

  The mortal can raise such a disfigured immortal posture, I have to say that God prefers it.

  "……"

  Jun Feiran was boring. He had long been used to his mother's lack of righteousness in front of him, so he finally touched his nose helplessly.

   "Okay, you are free."

   "I didn't specially prepare gifts for Qinghuan before. I saw Huan specifically for me, and I will give you this bracelet."

  Mr.Mother said, she took off the Biyingying bracelet and put it on Su Qinghuan’s wrist.

  Su Qinghuan was startled. When she was about to refuse, she heard Jun Feiran speak slowly.

  "This is an emperor green bracelet that has been passed down for generations. It is more expensive than this Chinese-style courtyard. Qinghuan, my mother really likes you."

  Su Qinghuan was stunned, and the mother had already put the bracelet on her wrist.

  Such a thing worth hundreds of millions, she was also a little disrespectful. The girl's lips moved a few times, and she tried to decline her words, but the mother smiled and raised her hand.

  "Good daughter-in-law, don't refuse me. It is passed down from generation to generation anyway. In the future, you can pass it on to you and Feiran's daughter, or your future daughter-in-law. It is always a token."

   "Also, how beautiful you are wearing this bracelet, your skin is whiter than mine, and your water is lingering."

Su Qinghuan was even more embarrassed to be praised by her grandmother like this. When she was dragged over to eat by the grandmother, she was shocked to realize that there was already a big table full of delicious food.

   "I'm not good at cooking, so let the nanny do it. I hope you don't see the geeks."

Madam    said politely, and then quickly picked Su Qinghuan with a chopstick sea prawn.

  After a few back and forth efforts, Su Qinghuan’s bowl was piled up high.

  ……

  At the time of such a meal, Su Qinghuan only felt that the mother-in-law was too kind, and she was a little bit reluctant to bear the mother-in-law when she left.

  The contradiction between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law that was originally expected directly fell through. To be honest, even if it is not the daughter-in-law of the mother-in-law, it would be refreshing to be friends with such a beautiful and generous woman.

  As for the generation gap, there is no such thing as the grandmother even chasing stars, but she is chasing a new generation of singers who are good at singing and writing, and is also a talented singer with an ancient style.

  The singer Su Qinghuan also liked it very much, and the two even agreed to go to the concert together.

  ……

  One month later, Su Qinghuan and Jun Feiran held a Chinese wedding at an antique water pavilion in the imperial capital.

  The witness is Jun Feiran’s mother.

   And Su Qinghuan’s parents felt embarrassed and reluctant to attend at first. Later, they didn’t know what method Jun Feiran used, and Su’s father and Su’s mother also sat on the high platform.

"The two surnames are married, and a contract is concluded in the same party. The good relationship will be forever, and the same name will be matched. Look at today's peach blossoms, Yishi IKEA, Buddhism, Erchangerchi. I would like to write to Hongjian with a white-headed agreement. The alliance of the red leaves will contain the mandarin book."

  Jun Ruqin's voice is elegant and calm, as if it is the best blessing in the world.

  Under the sky full of fireworks, the newlyweds dressed in scarlet brocades walked towards the center of the water pavilion romantically holding hands.

  Jun Feiran is handsome and stalwart on weekdays. At the moment, wearing the antique brocade and jade belt, he is more and more incomparable.

   "Qinghuan, I love you."

  The man slowly uncovered Su Qinghuan’s hipa, his eyes flickered, and his thin lips slowly printed.

"Me too."

  The girl responded in a low voice, silently hugged Jun Feiran, and deepened the kiss.

  The fireworks are brilliant, reflecting the sweet smiles of the newcomers.

  Maybe the fireworks will wither, but love will not.

  Carry on the promise of the king and keep it for a lifetime.

  ……

  When Su Qinghuan returned to the system space, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

  She and Jun Feiran gave birth to a beautiful daughter, named Jun Yixin, and Jun Yixin was spoiled to heaven by Jun Ruqin and Jun Feiran.

During the period of   , there were also discordant voices. She did not have a son, and there were women who took the initiative to recommend a pillow seat to Jun Feiran, but Jun Feiran directly dealt with it coldly.

  Because Jun Feiran felt sorry for Su Qinghuan, he was unwilling to let her live longer.

  Jun Feiran’s mantra is that it is enough to have Su Qinghuan and his daughter in this life, and it is a sweet trouble to be taken care of by the three women with his mother.

  Daughter is very upright and excellent. Although she is a little proud, she still knows the general situation. In the end, she chose to study for a PhD in Biology and overcome many problems.

   On the other hand, Fu Yuncong and Tong Meng'er, the ending is sad.

Tong Meng'er died in prison not long after he went to jail. Although Fu Yuncong spent a lot of money to find a matching kidney source, but due to too much trauma, he passed away in a hurry in his early forties and suffered from illness before his death. .

  The netizens initially felt that the marriage between her and Jun Feiran was a play, but time has proved everything, and many netizens have become cp fans of Jun Feiran and Su Qinghuan.

  In this life, Su Qinghuan has not had too many twists and turns, what she likes is this kind of peace and worry-free feeling.

  ……

   "Host, do you want to teleport the next plane now?"

  Su Qinghuan heard the voice of System 233, and the smile on her lips gradually disappeared.

  In the next life, will she meet him again?

  The man who loved her so deeply and spoiled her...

  System 233 knows Su Qinghuan’s voice.

   "Cough, host, what a big deal, anyway, there is a soul mark traced back anyway, as long as anyone has a red fox tail mark on his heart, that is the person you are looking for, but there is no guarantee that every world will have him."

  Su Qinghuan nodded, and her expression became calmer.

   "Okay, turn on teleport."

  ……

  The sky is spinning around.

  Su Qinghuan’s eyelashes quivered slightly, and before she could react, she felt a burst of strong spiritual energy rushing toward her face.

  ——This turned out to be a spiritual cultivation plane?

  Su Qinghuan was wondering in her heart. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw that she seemed to be sitting in a hall.

  In the eyes is the antique decoration, everywhere is spotless, and he wears a moon-white robe, holding a white long whip in his hand.

  At this moment, several noisy voices from outside the hall broke through the air, mixed with broken crying voices.

  "Master! Please help me, please spare the little brother this time!"

   "Little Junior Brother participated in the Clan Xiaobi for the sake of our Liulifeng's face! The secret realm is about to open. If he didn't hurt the spirit root in the game, why would he go to the Tibetan Pill Pavilion to steal the elixir!"

   "Ouuuuuu, the younger brother is still young, and you don't want to give medicine, he really has no way to do this. Master, uuuuu...Are you going to watch the younger brother die?"

  (End of this chapter)