Meng Li turned his head and looked at Yue Xiaowei.

He was wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt, and he was already about 1.7 meters tall. He was only in the second year of junior high school.

The most 'trendy' slanted bangs still have on his head.

His facial features are actually quite cunning, a bit like the client's ex-husband's appearance.

But he looked at Meng Li, who was half a head shorter than him, with his eyes squinted.

There are a few acne on his face, and he is not as vigorous as an ordinary young man, and he deliberately makes a slutty feeling.

It seems that he is still pretending to be mature.

It's a bit inconsistent, making your temperament unbearable.

Meng Li looked at Yue Xiaowei's clothes again and remembered that Yue Xiaowei had a school uniform.

And the school also stipulates that school uniforms are worn.

Yue Xiaowei was probably becoming more and more arrogant in school and ignored the school's rules and regulations, so as to show his uniqueness and uniqueness.

In my memory, the teacher could not bear it anymore and called the client to school. However, Yue Xiaowei was no longer able to manage the client at that time.

Yue Xiaowei was unhappy with Meng Li's eyes, thinking that Meng Li was going to talk about his clothes and dressing, so he decided to take the initiative:

"What are you looking at? Didn't you ask me to serve you soup?"

Meng Li nodded, said nothing else, and looked at Tang:

"Take it over and bring the dishes over by the way."

Yue Xiaowei glanced at Meng Li, suspicious, and always felt that today's mother was so quiet that it was unreasonable.

Brother said that if you can deal with your parents, just be more arrogant than them.

Their parents are convinced by their governance and dare not ask what they are doing.

Could it be that having sex with my mother during this period has been effective and she has successfully shut her mouth?

He silently brought the soup to the dining table, came in and served the dishes, and Meng Li took two bowls of rice and went out.

Sitting opposite the dining table, sitting opposite Yue Xiaowei.

She ate silently, and Yue Xiaowei was also happy to be quiet.

However, after dinner, Meng Li asked Yue Xiaowei to wash the dishes.

Yue Xiaowei was unwilling, Meng Li said:

"Didn't the teacher teach you to go home and help parents share housework?"

"No."

Yue Xiaowei put down the chopsticks, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the dishes.

Meng Li said oh:

"Then can you learn like your father? Your father used to understand that I was hard-working and would take the initiative to wash dishes."

Yue Xiaowei retorted:

"What's the use? You're looking down on him and dumping him."

Meng Li glanced at Yue Xiaowei and said lightly:

"I didn't look down on him."

Yue Xiaowei seemed to have heard a huge joke and exaggeratedly used his little finger to clean his ears:

"What?"

"I said I didn't look down on him."

"Ha, you won't admit it now. You've been disgusted by all kinds of dislikes before, now you know his."

Meng Li sighed, looked at Yue Xiaowei, and said earnestly:

"Son, parents' relationships are very complicated, and marriage is also an extremely complicated thing."

"I and your father can't make the final decision because it is caused by various factors. It's no longer suitable. It's already painful to be together. It's normal for us to make such a choice."

"Your father naturally has advantages, and of course there are shortcomings. I am the same, but we just can't stand the other person's shortcomings, which is not suitable."

"But even if we divorce, dad or dad or mom, your relationship with us will not change because of our divorce."

"You will always be our child, and I was angry before. I hope you don't mind it."

Meng Li told Yue Xiaowei calmly.

A strange look appeared on Yue Xiaowei's face. In his memory, his mother had never spoken to him like this.

He was very unnatural and said with his neck:

"You said you fool me by cheating on me to wash dishes."

Meng Li:...

"I hope you can share my housework. You really don't want to?" Meng Li asked lightly.

Yue Xiaowei was bored:

"No."

Meng Li pursed his lips:

"good."

She stood up and began to clean up the dishes. Yue Xiaowei sat on the dining chair, looking at the uncoverable fatigue on Meng Li's face, a trace of guilt flashed through her heart.

She looks tired?

However, this guilt soon disappeared. Yue Xiaowei rolled his eyes, where did the illusion just now come from.

Shi Shiran stood up and sat on the sofa.

Meng Li washed the dishes and walked to the living room. I wonder if Yue Xiaowei was lying on the sofa and watching TV leisurely in order to test her bottom line today.

I didn't think I used to be like that, sitting at the desk and making some books to pretend.

There was also a book falling on the ground.

She stepped forward to help pick up the book, and Yue Xiaowei looked at Meng Li's face nervously.

Seeing that Meng Li was not angry, he just picked up the book and patted the dust that did not exist on it, and placed it on the coffee table.

Then she sat down aside and watched TV, sitting cross-legged.

Yue Xiaowei thought this position was very strange. His legs would become numb after sitting for a long time.

Can you watch TV openly?

Meng Li is practicing, and the spiritual energy in this world is also thin, and it seems that this is the case in the modern world.

But practicing has become a habit, and it is more or less useful. Meng Li does not want to be lazy.

Meng Li is not in a hurry these days, Yue Xiaowei will not read the book if he doesn't want to read it.

A few days cannot make people improve their grades quickly. Moreover, Yue Xiaowei is now very rebellious.

It seems that I like to go against her.

She is undoubtedly useless to force Yue Xiaowei to study now, and the same conflicts as the client will erupt.

Neither of them said anything. Meng Li practiced for two hours before going to take a shower.

After taking a shower, I washed my clothes and hung them up.

Before going to bed, he took out a bottle of milk from the refrigerator and handed it to Yue Xiaowei, who was watching TV and was enjoying it.

Yue Xiaowei didn't give Meng Li a positive face. Meng Li looked at Yue Xiaowei and said lightly:

"After taking a shower, learn to wash your clothes and dry them."

Yue Xiaowei's brows were frowning:

"Why do I have to wash my own clothes?"

"I still do laundry, and I may not be able to get up tomorrow."

Meng Li took a look at the TV:

"I thought you were quite energetic, after all, you also have time to watch TV."

Yue Xiaowei let out a humming sound from his nostrils.

Just say it.

People don't talk all day long, but now they are trying to make things difficult for him.

It’s time to wash dishes and clothes.

Seeing that Yue Xiaowei was not speaking, Meng Li finally said:

"I've been very busy and tired recently and can't do your clothes. If you don't wash yourself, you won't have to wear this outfit."

Yue Xiaowei saw a wonderful clip flashing on the TV. Because Meng Li spoke again, he didn't hear it clearly and immediately said irritably:

"What are you doing?"

Meng Li laughs:

"I'm going to bed, good night, son."

Yue Xiaowei stared at the TV without turning his eyes, completely ignoring Meng Li.
Chapter completed!