Bringing supplies to marry the leader who has no children, and the military wife who is easy to conc

Especially when Zhou's father smiled, he seemed even more ferocious.

Mother Zhou narrowed her eyes and warned the father and son. Father Zhou received the signal from his wife and the smile on his face became even wider.

Zhou's mother: "........"

Really, stop laughing.

"Hello, Uncle Zhou."

"Ah hello."

Zhou's father tried to make his tone gentler, and Zhou's mother glanced at her son who was standing there motionless.

"You little brat! Why don't you come over and say hello to Xiao Luo?"

Zhou Yuheng walked over and looked down at Xu Qingluo. Xu Qingluo was instantly enveloped by the masculine aura of Zhou Yuheng.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Yuheng."

Xu Qingluo glanced at Zhou Yuheng. Zhou Yuheng looked very cold and a little intimidating, and he spoke without any emotion.

"Hello, I'm Xu Qingluo."

"Ok, I know."

Xu Qingluo: “…”

Xu Qingluo pursed her lips. Zhou Yuheng was even more cold and indifferent than she had imagined. She even doubted whether she and this man could live in peace.

Xu's mother heard the noise and came out of the house, which saved Xu Qingluo from the embarrassing situation.

"Shuliang."

"Wen Yun."

When Xu's mother and Zhou's mother saw each other, they hugged each other excitedly. When the old sisters met, they instantly forgot about the people standing beside them.

"Oh, I missed you so much."

"Me too, we're finally together."

As the saying goes, three women make a play, so Xu Qingluo quietly joined the stage of Xu's mother and Zhou's mother.

"Look at how graceful your Xiao Luo has become."

"You look so beautiful, just like you when you were young."

Zhou's mother quickly took Xu Qingluo's hand and began to praise her. What parents like most is when their children are praised. Zhou's mother smiled so much that her eyes narrowed.

"No, no, it's the child who's grown up well."

"Your little Heng is also good-looking and promising. My old man has praised him a lot."

"No, no, this kid also relies on his own abilities."

"Your Xiaoluo is still the best."

"I heard from my grandfather that your Xiao Luo is studying psychology with your grandfather."

"That's great! I'm sure you'll have a great future."

The two mothers were humble to each other, but their faces were full of pride for their children. Xu Qingluo turned her head silently.

The moment Xu Qingluo turned her head, her eyes met Zhou Yuheng's. Xu Qingluo twitched the corners of her mouth, then looked up at the sky.

Zhou Yuheng is 1.9 meters tall and Xu Qingluo is 1.7 meters tall, but she looks very petite when standing next to Zhou Yuheng.

Zhou Yuheng even saw her rolling her eyes when she looked up at the sky, and he couldn't help but feel funny.

Still the same as when I was a child, a spoiled child.

Xu Qingluo had no idea that Zhou Yuheng's impression of her was that she was a spoiled brat, and she still thought she was quite capable.

"Xiao Heng and Xiao Luo, come in quickly."

Looking at the two people standing motionless at the door, Xu's mother called out quickly. Xu Qingluo walked into the house first, followed closely by Zhou Yuheng.

"Lao Zhou, Shuliang, please sit down. I'll go make you some tea."

After saying this, Xu's mother went to the kitchen to bring out the tea that had been prepared. When Zhou Yuheng saw Xu's mother coming out with the tea, he stood up and stepped forward to help.

"Aunt Xu, let me do it."

"No need, it's a rare occasion for you to come to your aunt's house, just sit down and have a good rest."

Xu's mother pays great attention to rules, and she would never let a guest do any work. Seeing the two of them shirking each other, Xu Qingluo had no choice but to step forward to break the awkward situation.

"Let me do it."

Mother Xu looked at Xu Qingluo, then looked at Zhou Yuheng beside her, then smiled and handed the tray to the two of them.

"Then let Xiao Luo come."

Mother Xu suppressed her smile and sat next to Mother Zhou, who also smiled at the two young people.

It’s true, these two kids are very pleasing to the eye when standing together. Not only are they a good match in appearance and height.

Even their auras are very suitable, one hard and one soft, one cold and one warm, with an indescribable magnetic field.

Zhou Yuheng does not have the handsome appearance that everyone likes these days. His appearance is more like an ascetic one, with a hint of fierceness in his eyebrows and eyes, and a sense of oppression when he raises his eyes.

He looks a bit tough, especially when the corners of his mouth are pressed down, which is a bit scary.

In this respect, Zhou Yuheng and his father are somewhat similar, and the innate sense of oppression between their eyebrows and eyes is even more similar.

"Uncle and aunt, please have some tea."

"Comrade Zhou Yuheng, please have some tea."

Xu Qingluo placed the tea on the coffee table, and when she called Zhou Yuheng, she was polite and distant.

It was the first time that Zhou Yuheng heard his full name from her mouth. Her voice was soft and it sounded very nice when she called his name.

It’s just that the words “Comrade Zhou Yuheng” are too unfamiliar.

Xu Qingluo sat on the sofa beside her and looked at the three elders. Zhou's father accidentally made eye contact with her and forced a smile.

Xu Qingluo: "..."

It is not necessary to laugh if you don’t like it.

When Xu's mother saw how distant her daughter was from Zhou Yuheng, she felt a little anxious. Didn't she always call Zhou Yuheng "brother" when they were little?

"Xiao Luo, you loved following Xiao Heng when you were little."

"Like a follower."

Xu Qingluo didn't have a deep memory of his childhood, but when he thought about it, it seemed that this incident did happen.

But that happened when I was a few years old, and now I really can’t call out “Brother Zhou Zhou” like I did when I was a child.

"Xiao Luo was still young at that time. After returning to Su City with your old man and old lady, I never saw Xiao Heng again. It's normal that he doesn't remember."

Zhou's mother found a way out for Xu Qingluo. It didn't matter if Xiaoluo didn't remember, as long as her son remembered.

Xu Qingluo smiled and nodded. Zhou Yuheng glanced at Xu Qingluo's smiling face, then lowered his eyes.

"You are right, old sister."

Xu's mother knew when to stop. She couldn't lose face for her daughter in front of outsiders, so she just made a few jokes to make the two young people closer.

After chatting for a while, Xu's father came back from get off work. Once Xu's father came back, Xu's mother could also spare some time to cook.

"Old Xu, you sit and chat with Old Zhou Shuliang. I'll go cook the food."

Just as Xu Qingluo was about to ask to help, Xu's mother took the initiative to assign a new task to Xu Qingluo.

"Xiao Luo, take Xiao Heng to the yard to look at the flowers and plants. The flowers in the yard are all carefully taken care of by our Xiao Luo."

As soon as Xu's mother said this, Zhou's mother agreed tacitly: "Xiao Luo is so amazing? Xiao Heng, go and see it with Xiao Luo."

Mother Zhou glanced at Zhou Yuheng, who stood up and then looked down at Xu Qingluo beside him.

Xu Qingluo maintained a perfect smile on her face, then stood up and took Zhou Yuheng to the front yard to see the flowers, providing smiling service throughout the whole process.

"You don't have to laugh if you don't want to."

A steady male voice sounded in her ears. Xu Qingluo looked up. She looked up suddenly, and Zhou Yuheng quickly suppressed the emotion in his eyes.

Xu Qingluo looked at Zhou Yuheng. Was she mistaken? Why did she feel that Zhou Yuheng's eyes looked at her with a hint of love?