The seven years between me and Zha Gong

The car drove to the entrance of the alley, Lan Weiyu got out of the car, Fang Qiyan followed behind Lan Weiyu with big bags and small bags of clothes, Fang Qiyan had no free hands, rested his chin on Lan Weiyu's shoulder, and talked into his ear.

"Fang Qiyan, stop making trouble, it's so itchy..." Lan Weiyu's ears turned red, he shrugged and said with a smile, "Well, that's what you said just now on the bed." "Fang Qiyan!" Lan Weiyu Yu stepped back, but missed, Fang Qiyan smirked.

The two behaved intimately, walked into the house talking and laughing, Lan Weiyu was stunned, he saw Li's mother standing at the dining table, looking a little embarrassed, Lan Weiyu's mother was sitting on the chair, crossing her legs carelessly, groaning Munching on the abalone, she raised her eyes, saw Lan Weiyu, and laughed: "Hey, Weiyu is back, the house has a brand new look, and there is abalone, yo yo, I haven't eaten it since I was so old." This kind of good thing, it seems that you are not bad to sleep with a man? There are so many benefits when you feel good. "

Fang Qiyan frowned, he is a young master, he has never seen such a rascal in the market, such dirty words can be said to his son, Lan Weiyu's cheeks are reddish, breathing is short of breath, he clenched his hands tightly Clenching her fists, she said, "Mom, are you back?" "Yes." Lan Weiyu's mother wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, looked at Fang Qiyan, the middle-aged woman's face was full of wretchedness: "Oh, last time the lights were dimmed See clearly, he is just a brat, look closely today, he looks really good-looking, Wei Yu, how is his technique? You can use it for mom after you use it up."

"Mom! How can you say such a thing?!" Lan Weiyu said angrily.

"What? Jealous? Hahaha." Lan Weiyu's mother stood up, walked to Fang Qiyan, looked at him from head to toe, then grabbed the shopping bag from his hand and said, "What's in it? ?”

"The clothes I bought for Wei Yu, Auntie." Fang Qiyan said expressionlessly.

"Oh, Weiyu, you are really enjoying yourself now." Lan Weiyu's mother widened her eyes, opened the shopping bag, and fumbled inside with an oily hand, "Wow, the quality of these clothes is really good. This silk scarf is beautiful and fragrant.” Lan Weiyu’s mother sniffed a light blue silk scarf, wrapped it around her neck with a smile, and said, “What you bought for my son is what you bought for me. " Seeing that she is Lan Weiyu's mother, Fang Qiyan suppressed his nausea, took Lan Weiyu's hand, sat down at the dining table, and said, "Weiyu, let's eat." "Okay, there are still some dishes in the kitchen , The seafood is good today, I bought some more abalone." Mama Li hurried into the kitchen and brought out the abalone.

Seeing the abalone, Lan Weiyu's mother regained her spirits, walked over and sat down carelessly, Fang Qiyan picked up a piece of abalone and put it in Lan Weiyu's bowl, Lan Weiyu picked up the chopsticks and said, "Your boyfriend dumped you? "

"That's right, that brat." Lan Weiyu's mother said angrily, "With my money, I thought my mother was too old and ran away with a college student. You have no conscience."

Lan Weiyu filled a bowl of soup, handed it to her, and said, "Since you're back, go see Xiaoran when you have time. He doesn't say anything, but he misses you in his heart." Lan Weiyu's mother quickly finished drinking Tang burped, and said, "I went to see Xiaoran today, and I brought his favorite snacks." "Really?" Lan Weiyu's eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself, "Great, Xiao Ran must be very happy." Fang Qiyan looked at him, he understood that although Lan Weiyu looked indifferent on the surface, he actually cared about his family very much, even if his mother was a bastard, he still hoped to be with her. It was originally a simple and basic wish for her to live happily with her younger brother and have a harmonious family, but for Lan Weiyu, it was an extravagant wish.

I don't know how he has spent the past ten years?Fang Qiyan looked at Lan Weiyu's delicate profile, feeling a little distressed. 4