Chapter 120 Standards

Fortunately, the doorbell rang at this time, and her attention was distracted a little from her. Situ Yin went to open the door. Before she saw anyone, she already knew who the guest was.

If you don't see him, you can hear his voice first. No one can do it except Yan Sheng's evil voice...

"Oh, look, isn't this our Xiaomi beauty? It seems that a good thing is coming to see the parents so soon."

Mishu swore that if it hadn't been for an elder at the scene and had to take into account her own image, she would have killed this evil life and eliminate harm for the people.

"Aunt, I haven't seen you for two days. Why have you become younger? This birthday is getting bigger and bigger. Obviously, it's getting smaller and smaller. Please teach me the secret of eternal youth."

This guy's mouth was sweet. In one sentence, Xia Yuhe smiled like a spring breeze and greeted him affectionately to his side. He looked more loving and happy than his own son.

"Your child is the skin, who specializes in coaxing my old lady to make me happy. Sheng'er, come here quickly and have a look. Oh, it seems that she has lost some weight again."

Mishu secretly slandered herself. She consumes a lot of physical strength at night. Of course, she will lose weight. Moreover, this evil spirit is a guy who only eats and can't grow meat. He is a standard foodie and a waste of national food.

Yan Sheng walked past Mi Shu and sat next to Xia Yuhe, but his eyes were firmly locked on Mi Shu. Mi Shu stared at him angrily and demonstrated with his eyes, 'What are you looking at? I haven't seen a beautiful woman!'

He smiled angrily. He took Xia Yuhe's hand affectionately and said aggrievedly, "Auntie, you are biased and find a daughter-in-law for Situ. If you don't find me, I won't do it."

I want to know how to be coquettish when seeing such a jealous man. The effect is guaranteed to be shocking. Mi Shu's body was thrilled, and goose bumps quickly spread out. This stimulation even made her ignore the main idea of his words.

"You skin monkey, you are not a married person, and your heart hasn't been settled yet." Xia Yuhe pointed to the eyebrows of his eyes and was affectionate and annoy him.

Yan Sheng pretended to be in pain and became more and more wronged. "I don't care. I don't care. Auntie must find a daughter-in-law with me."

"Okay, aunt is afraid of you. What kind of daughter-in-law do you like? Can aunt help you find it?"

The evil person held his cheek and meditated, inadvertently glanced over Mi Shu and gently opened his thin lips, "I like the stupid and cute one. Age and family background are not a problem. She is kind, simple and stupid, and people just want to love her well."

Mishu's head is getting lower and lower, and her heartbeat is getting faster and faster. What does this guy mean, or does she have forced paranoia and fantasy?

"Yo." Xia Yuhe had a joking smile in his eyes, "Sanger, to be honest, do you have a favorite girl? Tell the aunt that the aunt will help you tell you that we are all excellent, which girl will not like?"

Mi Shu's heart came to her throat for fear that Yan Sheng would say amazing words on such an occasion. Although she and the two brothers were only friends, they were still feared for no reason.

She didn't dare to go to see Yan Sheng, and she didn't know what Situ Yin would look like at this time. What she was thinking, and the air suddenly seemed to condense...

"Madam, young master, the food is ready to eat." The maid lowered her eyebrows and stood aside to give a respectful report, but Mi Shu took a deep breath and finally put her heart back in place.

Xia Yuhe stood up first, and Yan Sheng cleverly helped her up. The hostess greeted Mi Shu warmly, "Let's go. Let's eat. Miss Mi should eat more today."

Mi Shu quickly stood up, smiled politely, and followed the family to the back garden.

Daesh, how did you think that Yansheng would say something that frightened her? Is it true that the high level of nervous tension leads to confusion...

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Because it was really restrained, in the face of a table full of delicacies, Mishu still couldn't let go. Xia Yuhe was too enthusiastic and kept taking public chopsticks to pick up vegetables for her. Every time Mishu thanked him in fear.

There were only four people's birthday banquet. On the long table, Xia Yuhe and Yan Sheng sat on one side, Mi Shu and Situ Yin sat on one side, while opposite Mi Shu was Yan Sheng's enchanting and charming face.

She really has no experience in getting along with the noble wife of a rich family. Now she just regrets that she promised Situ Yin to come to dinner.

"Miss Mi, our Yin'er has been bothering you these days, thanks to you taking care of him." During the banquet, Xia Yuhe said politely to Mishu.

This sentence made Mishu feel panicked and ashamed. It was not that she was taking care of him. Obviously, he took care of her like an all-round nanny...

The corners of his eyes secretly glanced at Situ Yin and found that the guy's face had been paralyzed for a hundred years. At this time, a faint smile appeared. Mi Shu was slightly stunned and his face turned red unconsciously.

"Where, aunt, you are so kind. I... I didn't do anything..."

"Yo," Yansheng, who finally quieted for a moment, laughed ambiguously when he heard this, "There are not many things that can be done by lonely men and women..."

Such an ambiguous and explicit words suddenly made Mishu's face become more and more red, and she kicked him fiercely under the table angrily.

"Ah!" Yan Sheng screamed and grinned in pain.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yuhe obviously didn't know what had happened and asked worriedly.

"It's okay," Yan Sheng had to grit his teeth and say painfully, "I... kicked the foot of the table..." Then he looked at Mi Shu with resentful eyes.

Mishu just snorted coldly with her nostrils and then buried her head in eating.

"Yin'er, you said you were a stupid child, and you didn't know to pick up some food for Miss Mi." Xia Yuhe taught his children.

Mishu didn't have time to say no. Situ Yin really obediently picked up the vegetables and sent them to Mishu's bowl without any pretentiousness. Naturally and natural, Mishu had to be shy and say thank you.

After a meal, Mishu felt that her face was about to stiffen, maintaining a smiling posture, and her facial muscles were almost stiff...

After dinner, Xia Yuhe asked her to do the last massage for herself again to consolidate it. Mi Shu accepted it, but she knew in her heart that she must not be drunk.

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There is another chapter, at 8:30, and then the first volume ends.

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