The president is getting divorced every day

The skirt is a strapless dress, which looks elegant and dignified by itself, but it is hard to describe when worn on a man.

Many male designers in Si Kou also wear long hair for manicure, and their behavior tends to be girly, but Du Qing is not.He curled his lips arrogantly: "You can try it, if you dare to laugh, I will beat you!"

President Ling shook his head like a rattle: "Never laugh. I don't dare to let other people in the company try it on. I'm afraid you will get angry if you find out, so I will take it home and wait for you to wear it for me to see."

Du Qing's good attitude is very useful, but it is inconvenient to go to the cloakroom if he is not at home, so he simply changes in the bedroom.The jeans are tight, and the underwear has just been taken off, Ling Yu raised his head and looked at the ceiling: "I can't look at it, I can't look at it, I want to have a nosebleed."

"Stupid or not? I've been married to you for three years. You haven't seen what it looks like."

But I don't remember, Ling Yu argued secretly in his heart, to me now, you are a strange handsome man with the name of wife, how can you bear to take off your clothes in front of me?

He was tall, and Du Qing couldn't see his expression clearly even if he looked up. After putting the skirt on, Du Qing poked at the old Gong's hard abdominal muscles: "Help me zip up."

Ling Yu lowered her head and saw a white back, with graceful lines, slender and powerful.He sniffed, sucking in the nonexistent nosebleed, and zipped the zipper very slowly.

The fingertips scratched the skin, and it felt slippery to the touch. Ling Yu endured and endured so that he didn't reach in to touch it.

The size of the skirt was just right, as if it was tailor-made, but Du Qing still felt uncomfortable, her expression was squirming, and her ears were a little red, "How is it? There is no need to modify it, so I took it off."

Ling Yu's gaze was strong and direct, like an infrared detector, "I have to admit that I am a very good design genius, the dress is so beautiful."

"Tch, I don't even look at who's wearing it."

Du Qing was about to take off her long skirt, but Ling Yu stretched out her hand to stop her, accidentally stepping on the corner of her skirt that was mopping the floor.The force of pulling back made him look like he was about to fall, Ling Yu hurriedly pulled him up by the waist to support him.

"Auntie just steamed the bird's nest, do you want to try it..."

The son has been married for so long, and Zheng Nanxin has not yet had the habit of knocking on the door before entering the room. Seeing the couple hugging each other in the classic pose of Korean dramas, Zheng Nanxin instantly tuned in.

When her mother-in-law saw her wearing women's clothing, Du Qing felt so ashamed that her face burned. He grabbed Ling Yu's shoulders and straightened up to explain to Zheng Nanxin: "Mom, I'm actually helping A Yu to try on clothes."

"Well, it's pretty cool."

"I'll go down and drink the bird's nest later."

Zheng Nanxin turned and went downstairs.Du Qing gave Lao Gong a reproachful glance: "Why don't you lock the door, luckily I'm still wearing clothes. It's more suitable to change the zipper to the side, it's easy to put on and take off and it's more concealed."

Ling Yu hugged his wife tightly: "The zipper behind the back is a way to flirt. Don't rush away, let the Pharaoh love his beloved concubine well."

Zheng Nanxin, who went back to the living room to watch TV, complained dissatisfiedly: "I said I will come down later, but I haven't seen anyone for so long, why are you playing me like a monkey?"

Ling Weixiong kindly comforted her: "It doesn't matter so much, they will come down if they want to drink, and if they don't come, they have something to do."

"What's the matter? It's so easy to go home without talking to chat with us, and run to the room to cuddle after eating. If he can have a baby, I don't bother to care about it!"

"Stop it, let's just live our lives well. Whatever sons and grandchildren are left with them. Besides, what age is it? It's natural for sons to like men. What's the matter with Xiaodu?"

The more Zheng Nanxin thought about it, the angrier she became. At the beginning, she was dissatisfied with thousands of things, but it was a pity that her husband didn't agree with her, and it was useless for her to make a fuss. In the end, her son married a male wife, which made her unable to hold her grandson for the rest of her life.

After watching an episode of the TV series, the two still haven't seen each other. Zheng Nanxin stood up and called her aunt: "Put down the bird's nest, if you don't eat it, you will fall down."

As soon as the words were finished, Ling Yu swayed down from upstairs: "Where is the bird's nest? I'll bring it up for him to taste."

When Ms. Zheng heard this, she regretted not letting her aunt down earlier, "A big man with a princess disease, why don't you come and let you bring it to your mouth?"

Ling Yu was sloppy: "He's tired, it's inconvenient."

"What's so tiring? It's also a day of work, and he didn't go to the construction site to move bricks."

"Some things are more tiring than moving bricks." For example, a husband with an electric motor waist, Ling Yu added silently in his heart, "And mom, don't talk about him like that, I don't like to hear it."

Zheng Nanxin snorted coldly: "You just married a wife and forgot your mother, and you were eaten to death by him."

Ling Yu really wanted to make Ms. Zheng a fortune teller, even knowing what they just did!Ling Weixiong turned off the TV, took his wife's arm and said, "It's getting late, let's go back to rest too, we'll talk about our son all day long, if we're too bored, we won't go home and see where you cry."

When Ling Yu brought the bird's nest into the bedroom, Du Qing was still lying on the bed. He just shed a lot of tears and had a stuffy nose, almost like a cold.Hearing the sound of footsteps, Du Qing buried her face in the pillow and cursed angrily: "Ling Yu, you bastard, I knew you had no good intentions in letting me try on skirts!"

"What's the matter, isn't my performance just now not good enough?" He turned Du Qing over, helped him up and leaned against the head of the bed, and fed him spoon by spoon.

"My butt hurts from sitting, I'll give you a bad review!"

"Sorry, I'm too old."

"Shame on me?"

Ling Yu felt that his wife's gouging eyes were full of all kinds of charms, and his heart trembled, and he wanted to provide another service to offset the bad reviews.

Du Qing couldn't eat half of it, Ling Yu finished the rest in one gulp, and said, "Bird's nest is very expensive, so don't waste it."