MTL - City Lady-Killer-Chapter 1255 Small mom Su Nianci phone

"No... nowhere to go! Go out and buy something, you are not in the small... ah... Xiaoxiao’s family for dinner?”

Su Yijun was worried about her daughter, but she felt a emptiness. It turned out that Tianlong had already retired, and the little man got up and got up in the bedroom. Because attention is not on the little man's body, Su Yijun did not pay attention to the expression of Tianlong. She thought that the little man was angry, put down his legs and sat up, looked back at the bedroom, but did not know that the daughter had something out there.

"Mom, you... are you with that dragon?"

After all, Wen Xiangxiang is clever, and her mother’s sudden screaming is extraordinary. She is a little more reassured with her lover. If she is in another place, it is not reassuring.

"Ah, no... no together... no, it's together,"

Su Yijun hesitated. Anyway, the daughter knew everything. There was no need to cover it up. He simply admitted. "He moved out, I came to help him clean up."

"Don't bother... you guys?"

Wen Xiangxiang just asked casually. Su Yijun’s wall was shy and desperate. I didn’t think there was anything, but this was said by her daughter and she felt so shameless.

"Dead gimmicks! You... what are you talking about? Children don't talk nonsense!"

Su Yijun tried his best to put out the majesty of his mother, but his effectiveness was minimal.

"Okay, Mom, go to your lover, Qingqing, me! But I will remember to ask him to invite me to dinner, I will hang it first!"

Wen Xiangxiang knows that her degree has exceeded 500-watt incandescent lamps, and went straight to the one-kilowatt searchlight, so she hung up the phone.

"Hey? This dead girl!"

Su Yijun couldn't see the movement of the bedroom, sat down and looked at the screen of the mobile phone. I don't know what to do. For the first time, she first realized the conflict between love and family. The contradiction between the little man and the daughter was only A little thing is still the case, then the future...

A blanket was placed over the shoulder, interrupting the contemplation of the beautiful woman. The little man's big hands were put together on the woman's chest. Su Yijun's slightly cool skin was surrounded by warmth, and the little man's colored hands were held across the blanket. Her own breasts, her heart was moved, she leaned her face against the little man's arm and gently honed, and some hesitantly said: "Dragon... Are you angry?"

"Stupid aunt, what kind of anger? Since I love you, I will love you all. The fragrance is your root, I know."

Tianlong gently kissed the woman's hair, thoughtfully said.

Su Yijun slowly got up, letting the blanket fall to the ground, holding the palm of the little man in his left hand, and then walking naked to the little man, looking at the eyes of the little man, his eyes flashing: "Longer, aunt is Yours will always be yours."

The beautiful woman’s voice just fell, the glamorous red lips have come together, and they are different from the past when they kissed and closed their eyes to enjoy the shyness. Su Yijun’s eyes are full of affection, watching the little man can’t stand his own temptation. Gradually began to go crazy...

Looking at Su Yijun's physical and mental exhaustion, I went to sleep every day. At this time, the mobile phone rang, and Tianlong didn't want to wake up the exhausted Su Yijun and answered the phone outside. It was the little mother Su Nianci.

Since Shen Huiyi’s affairs, there have been some unspeakable subtle emotions between Su Nianci and Tianlongyi’s mother and son.

"Longer, your father wants to invite you to visit Zhao at home at noon today. I want you to come back and stay with me. This is what I mean."

"Uncle Zhao? Is it Zhao Yu’s father?"

Tianlong immediately remembered Zhao Yu, the little fat man he met in high school yesterday. It was his childhood from small to large.

"Yes! It’s your junior high school classmate Zhao Yu, your father and Zhao Shushu are classmates. You and Zhao Yu are classmates. In the past, we both lived together together. Later, you went to the provincial capital for medical treatment. There are fewer times when the two live together, and today they are all free to sit down and sit down."

"Okay, Mom, I will go back right away. In the family, is it a little mom, do you cook? I really have a good fortune!"

"Of course, you can't help but eat. After I finish my meal, I can go to Beijing in peace at night."

"Go to Beijing? Mom, are you going to Beijing to go home and see?"

Su Nianci’s mother is in Beijing, and Liang’s father is also in Beijing.

"Dragon, do you still remember the slang? Do you remember Uncle Hongru? Remember what day after a week?"

Of course, Tianlong remembers that Liang Hongru was the youngest son born after his grandfather remarried in Beijing. Unfortunately, he was killed in a car accident five years ago. He was a widow at the age of five years. Now he is in his early thirties. Thirteen years old, a week later is the fifth anniversary of the uncle Liang Hongru’s anniversary. It’s really a flick of a finger. Five years ago, Yao Yao was still a newly married woman in his twenties, and he was still fourteen years old five years ago. Junior high school students!

"Mom, you met the proverb, and said hello to her on my behalf, I said that I will go to visit her when I take the time, but also to see Grandpa, you can not tell my dad."

Tianlong remembered the contradiction from his home, and had to slap another little mother, Su Nianci, and he couldn’t help but sigh.

"Longer is getting more and more sensible. It seems that Longer is really grown up. Mom knows, this is the secret of our mother and son, and will not let your father know."

Su Nianci sighed and said softly.

Su Nianci’s voice is soft and heart-rending, and Tianlong also softly said: “Mom, you are so good!”

The sound of the warmth is enough to make any woman's heart, not to mention the beautiful young woman like Su Nianci. Her husband Liang Rukang can't satisfy her needs. After many times, she peeked at Tianlong and Yang Meizhen, and after the passionate drama of Shen Huiyi and her love. She actually started the spring dream more than once in the night, and the male protagonist in the spring dream is actually a dragon, because Su Nianci repeatedly saw the greatness of Tianlong’s big and hard, and the faintness of letting himself die in the spring dream. It was that bad thing, so she was a little shy to see Longer again these days. At this time, I heard Longer’s heartfelt praise from myself. Su Nian’s heart was warm and the ears were hot. It was estimated that the face was blushing. He couldn’t help but softly said: “Longer, Shen Huiyi, the mother must thank you. Help me!"

"Helping people to be happy is to be a person, mother, as long as you are happy, Longer will be happy, as long as the mother is happy, Longer goes to the fire and body and bones are not in the room!"

Tianlong listened to the softer and softer voice of the little mother Su Nianci, and the heart was praised from the heart.

"Mother knows, Longer is so distressed, not to worry that the little girl has been hurting you for so many years. You should come over and talk about it!"

Su Nianci can't stand the more and more magnetic voice of Tianlong, the ear is hot and heartbeat, it is estimated that the neck is red, and even the jade legs are involuntarily soft. She went to Beijing this time, although she went to see Yao Yi, but she also avoided the Tianlong. Selfishness, perhaps she did not realize this, but she already felt that she is more and more fond of this son, and she is increasingly unable to withstand the increasingly subtle and sensitive relationship between her mother and mother. She is afraid that she will see that Longer will blush and her heartbeat will not control herself to think of Yang Meizhen to think of Shen Huiyi, and even think about the spring dreams of her own few days.

Tianlong seems to feel the heartbeat of the little mother Su Nianci. He also feels that he has more and more subtle and sensitive emotional relationships with his mother, but he knows that he still can’t dare to break the beautiful woman. He still goes home with his father, Zhao Shushu, Zhao Yu. Yes, Zhao Yu’s mother, Xia Hui’s aunt, the mature and beautiful woman with a beautiful and sleek skin, once coached him.

Zhao Yu has already heard about him. When he met him in high school yesterday to find Su Yijun, Zhao Yu looked up at him. However, Tianlong still wanted to use his friends as a small partner.

Zhao Yu’s mother is Xia Hui, her face is beautiful, and she always keeps a shy blush, full of femininity. Her skin is white and tender, full and slightly protruding. It is the reason for age. After all, she is 39 years old, but she is more mature and charming.

She likes to wear silk pajamas, and the different styles of pajamas all have one thing in common, that is, to set off her white, rounded thighs, and plump and round. Her, big and round, full of flesh, walked involuntarily twisted, and brought a little knowledge of women's elegance and shame, mother's big, really beautiful.

However, at this time, Zhao Yu looked at the white dress wrapped by the mother Xia Hui charming sitting on the bed of the Tianlong family, but the heart is full of embarrassment.

Zhao Yu grew up with Lin Tianlong from an early age, but he did not know that Tianlong had a profound background in the provincial capital or even the capital. His father and Tianlong Dad Liang Rukang were school classmates and good friends, their two families, weekend holidays. When they often cross each other, his father and Tianlong Dad like to drink, and the two adults don’t have enough to drink. Tianlong’s little mother, Su Nianci, was busy cooking and cooking on the side. Tianlong was always entangled with Zhao Yu’s mother Xia Hui and played with him.

Zhao Yu is 19 years old. Tian Long is the same age as him, but he is taller than him and taller than him. When I was fighting in junior high school, I had to help him. In order to thank him, Zhao Yu was very grateful to the big brother who was overbearing in front of Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu’s heart was hateful. In particular, when Tianlong and Zhao Yu’s mother Xia Hui laughed together.

This little boy, Tianlong, don’t look at junior high school, but his mouth is very sweet. I don’t know where to learn so many words and jokes. Zhao Yu’s mother, Xia Hui, is always happy. In contrast, as Xia Hui's pro-son, Zhao Yu and her chat is not so happy, always she is teaching him, Zhao Yu is always stupid. This little boy of Tianlong, regardless of Zhao Yu’s mother’s name is Auntie, always called sister, deliberately, always said: “Auntie Xia, you look so young and beautiful, when we are two, I call your sister.”

"Oh, Tian Longzui is so sweet, that aunt called your brother."

That's it, my mother Xia Hui seems to like to chat with Tianlong. When she arrives at Tianlong's house, she basically forgets the existence of Zhao Yu. She is sitting on the edge of the Tianlong bed, and Tianlong is happy with her teeth. My mother Xia Hui smiled like a silver bell of Gege. As the Tianlong’s line of sight trembled with the mattress, Zhao Yu couldn’t insert it, and she didn’t feel too much.

Although I haven’t met together for a few years, I still have a lot of feelings today. As usual, two middle-aged people are drinking and chatting together, and after Tianlong and Zhao Yu chat, they sit side by side with Xia Hui’s aunt and talk. Zhao Yu hides in the corner of the sofa and sulking while pretending to read the newspaper while monitoring Tianlong and his mother Xia Hui. Dad and Uncle Liang are drinking and chatting on the wine table. Tianlong’s little mother Su Nianci is busy in the kitchen. This is a normal Sunday in their lives.