Since Xu Lin's pregnancy, it has been accompanied by Josson.He is also a person who takes care of women.

But it also has to look at who you are compared to.In the evening, the mother came to the villa.Her daughter is pregnant, and she is naturally more intimate than Josson.Of course, this kindness is powerful.

"Little Lin, I'll let Josson give you some rice porridge."

"I don't want to drink."

“You have to drink.”

“Oh!”

Other than that, this command to Xu Lin, Josson is dare not.All he could do was go to the kitchen and prepare the porridge.

The mother did not forget to ask: "Will you make skin eggs lean porridge?"

“...”

"Normal rice porridge tastes too light, a little salty taste is easier to make my baboon belly."

“Aung.”

“Will it be done?If not, I'll order food outside."

“Will it!”

Just exported, Jossun felt good.The skin-legged porridge, he would absolutely do.But subconsciously, in addition to filial piety to both parents, he did it to Chen Jing.

Without saying more and thinking, Josson went into the kitchen.Sitting on the sofa, Xu Ma said to Xu Lin: "He seems to be not confident in his cooking skills."

“Oh!”

“You’re laughing... am I wrong?”

"No, Josson has never been confident."

And Chen Jing was very familiar, and Xu Lin naturally knew that it was her favorite food.But don’t tell these things to your mother.

And this will be a mother, not much thought, just came to the sentence: "Josun is not confident, that is really hefck."

“Do you praise him by that?”

"No, turn around and bend."

"I'm still angry, Josson, and make a bet with you!"

"This kind of Josson represents his immaturity."

“Mature, all right?”

“...”

"Anyway, our money is difficult to spend in a lifetime.In this way, I prefer to be captivated.”

"That's you, and that doesn't mean that Josson is qualified."

"Understood, but I also want to ask, Mom cares a little bit about Josson."

“Oh?”

This sentence, the amount of information revealed is very large.The mother did not answer, just waiting for her daughter to explain.

Xu Lin was even more vague, and directly said, "I am just a lover relationship with Josson, and you seem to treat him as a son-in-law."

"I understand what you say, but I don't understand."

"Good understanding, Josson is not my husband."

"You have a child in your stomach."

"Well, but it's possible that the child will have to follow his mother's name."

“Lin, are you going to take our army?”

“Oh!”

This is definitely not the same as normal for mother-daughter dialogue.This is not to say that their relationship is as bad as before.

Just get used to talking when you’re talking.That’s the only way they can be happy and fun.

You know, there are not many people who can fight with this mother and daughter.Like Josson, he is not an opponent at all.

And invisibly, each will also make an account with each other.

What she wants is to give Josson freedom.

What the mother wants is the happiness of her daughter.

Each has a sense that it cannot be unified for a while.But they also know each other, know that they can impose their own ideas, then... Ah, the mother and daughter have been cold for many years, and they are trying to avoid disputes.

And the mother did not say much, the daughter pregnant she is not easy to say, but the other is a living tiger.This would bring her to the kitchen and watch Josson busy.

"Cooking is good."

“Aunt, you didn’t eat, so why do you know that I’m good at cooking?”

"Find any wording, and you'll be near."

"Aung... you're really a mother of Xu Lin."

Josongdefu, this mother-in-law personality, than Xu Linyu.Joss, there was nothing to talk about.

But at any rate, he communicated with Xu Lin a lot, and Josong also knew how to deal with it: "You are a weasel to the chickens... I seem to have said the wrong thing."

"I prefer to be a weasel than a chicken."

"I'm not a chicken."

“The duck?”

“Aunt, let’s talk about it.”

“All right!”

Iron general proved that Josun can't play Xu Lin, but also can't play Xu Lin's mother.

He had thought, with a brutish way, a piece of the so-called business.You can jump into the trap, but you can jump into the trap yourself.

Ginger is still old spicy, this old saying is too reasonable.

...

In the evening, after forcing Xu Lin to drink a bowl of porridge, Xu mother chose to leave: "Little Lin, I am gone."

“Mom, don’t you hate that I don’t go out with you?”

"The core is to talk to Josson."

“Can you tell me the ultimate effect?”

“There is no comment.”

At the end of the day, the mother got up and walked to the door.Xu Lin did not move on the sofa, and Josson got up and sent it to the door.Don't forget to put your face on the face, "Aunt, you are more serious than Xu Lin."

“Boy.”

“Aung.”

“Happy Christmas.”

“...”

Ignoring Josong's embarrassment, Xu Lin quickly left the villa.And Josson simply squatted at the door, smoked a cigarette, and walked back to the villa after the night wind blew away the smoke.

What was waiting for him was Xu Lin, who was looking at him: "I can't afford to provoke my mother."

"Yes, your mother can't help you."

"So we'll both of us, we can only shoot you."

"Well, your mother just killed me."

“Now it’s my turn!”

“Guess what your mother said.”

“I’ll force you to marry me.”

“Smart, then?”

“You always say I’m a goblin, but I’m not really?”

"You are humble."

“No, there is a provision: after the founding of the state, do not become a demon.”

Look, that's Lynn.In any case, she likes to make a wonderful comma in an unexpected way.

In other words, this is still learning from Joe.Learn, learn, blue out of blue is better than blue.

A strong woman will always stand on the head of a man.For these, Josson was accustomed to numbness.But even so, in the kitchen with the mother to talk about the content, he did not want to disclose.

"I don't want to tell you anything."

“Am I threatening to use force?”

"Kill not to say."

“The tough guy.”

“Thank you.”

"By the way, if you say it, I'll make you happy at night."

In the middle of the conversation, Xu Lin's right hand made the piston movement to clean up, still in the air, up and down to do the rhythm.

Josson can't forget that this morning is her right hand, so that she can be drunk and dream of life.

But...

“Lin, I have hands too.And the craft is no worse than yours."

“Do you have your hands so sweet?”

"No, but you can control the rhythm yourself."

"Oh, you're really shameless."

“Thank you.”

Josun's heart was dark, and only shameless could it be slightly better than Xu Lin.Even so, it is difficult.

After all, Josh wanted more.

Xu Lin asked, “Can you bite yourself with your mouth?”

“...”

“Tell me everything, my mouth can!”