Jingjia Mansion.

Chen Mengyao and Xia Lan had a great chat. At first glance, they thought they were mother and daughter and got along very well. Jing Shaoqing's son was like an extra person. He was bored with a poodle holding Xia Lan, a tall figure and a suit. He held a furry puppy in his arms. He looked absolutely cute and even Chen Mengyao couldn't help but look at her frequently.

Suddenly, Xia Lan thought of something: "Yaoyao, you have come to our house for the second time, right? Don't leave tonight, it's so late, stay with me. Shaoqing hasn't lived here for a long time, so you two stay with me together."

The smile on Chen Mengyao's face gradually became stiff: "No...not that good, right? Auntie, my mother will scold me. She definitely doesn't allow me to spend the night outside, and my boyfriend's house is not good either. I have strict tutoring."

Xia Lan was a little disappointed: "This is... strict tutoring is a good thing, but I really want you to stay. In this way, you call your mother and I call her and say that it was my negligence. I should have gone to see your mother long ago. Sooner or later, I should have taken the initiative."

Call Jiangling?! Chen Mengyao was so nervous that she was sweating in her palm. If Jiangling knew that she was in Jingjia Mansion now, she would probably come to her door on her own initiative. She would never let Jiangling know about her pretending to be Jing Shaoqing’s girlfriend: "Auntie, don’t, my mother slept early, she had already gone to bed now, and it was past twelve o’clock. She yelled every day to sleep. She usually had her phone turned off when she was sleeping." She felt guilty when she said this, and Jiangling was probably still playing mahjong outside at this time.

When Xia Lan heard this, she immediately said, "Then I will meet your mother tomorrow and explain it to you. Our Shaoqing is good, your mother will definitely like it, and she will not disagree with your affairs. She will definitely not be angry. She decided that I have someone to clean up your house when you sleep in Shaoqing, and I will sleep too. Good night." After that, she yawned and took the dog away from Jing Shaoqing's hand.

Chen Mengyao was shocked. When Xia Lan walked away, she whispered: "Jing Shaoqing, are you mute?"

Jing Shaoqing spread his hands: "You two have been talking, how do I know what you said? Aren't you refusing? I don't need to interrupt. Now that's it, why don't you go and talk to my mother again?"

His attitude made her furious, and she thrust her on it: "Did you mean it?! What should I do tonight?"

He protected his face tightly, and was amused by her laughing: "My room has a big bed. Really, we haven't slept before. It's still the same rule. Sleeping alone and doing nothing. Is it okay? Don't scratch my face, you have to be responsible for it if you distort..."

Her face turned red and she moved away from him: "No, I'll sleep on the bed, you sleep on the floor. I just agreed to act in front of your mother, but I didn't say I wanted to sleep together... I had to add more money, no, I won't do it anymore." She was made into a shadow, because she had agreed to his unreasonable request before, which led to him breaking the engagement. She would never agree to such a thing again.

Jing Shaoqing didn't force her: "Okay, OK, it's very late. Go to bed. I'll help you find a set of clothes. There is a bathroom in the room."

At this point, I had to compromise. Chen Mengyao took advantage of the time when Jing Shaoqing went to find her clothes and wandered around his room. The man seemed to have no special hobbies. The room was clean and tidy, so he looked a little empty. The bedside table was placed with photos of his middle school, which looked much tenderer than now, and the smile on his face was the purest.

After wandering around, Jing Shaoqing had not come back yet, so she could only take a shower first. Halfway through the bathroom door, someone knocked on her body. She took a bath towel and wrapped her body, opened a slit of the bathroom door. Jing Shaoqing handed in her pajamas, and she suddenly felt that her palm was hot. This was a pajamas? Why is it a silk suspender skirt? Or black, with lace edges...

She had never worn such a bold dress, especially with the V-neck opening, she immediately became suspicious. This dress could not be Jing Shaoqing's fucking, so who would it be? Have you ever been here?? But Xia Lan clearly said that she was the first to be brought back by Jing Shaoqing...

With doubts, she changed into a suspender skirt after taking a shower and put a bath towel on her body: "Whose clothes are from this? You asked me to wear them like this to sleep in the same room with you?"

Jing Shaoqing glanced at her and did not express that her figure was very eye-catching: "My mother."

She didn't believe it when she beat her to death: "Shaonui, can this be your mother? How old is your mother wearing lace? What a joke?"

He laughed out loud: "I don't live here normally, so my mother wears whatever she wants, so she doesn't have so much concern. Besides, she said that this dress was given by her sister and hadn't worn it yet. I sleep on the ground and you sleep on the bed. Even if you don't wear it, I can't see anything. Okay, I'll go take a shower, go to bed early, and have a meeting tomorrow."
Chapter completed!