"It's okay. When you find a very open place to take it out, you can not only look at it, but also enjoy riding it."

"I want to take you for a ride."

"Never mind. I'm sure I'll get a mouthful of cold wind today. Maybe I'll have a chance in the summer."

Jiang Zimo was feeling a little disappointed at first, but after hearing the second half of the conversation, that little disappointment immediately disappeared.

"Let's go stay with grandpa and grandma for a while, otherwise we'll seem out of place. Besides, it's not good to monopolize you. It makes me look clingy."

Jiang Zimo used the strength of the person to hold her on his legs, burying his head in her neck and shoulders. The fragrance entered his nostrils, filling his heart.

I finally understand why these rough old men are called stinky men. I always hear that girls smell good. My wife is really fragrant, and her fragrance is very comfortable to smell. It is not strong at all, and you will like it no matter how long you smell it.

Every time he was intimate with her, he was reluctant to let go, his voice a little muffled: "Grandma and the others won't mind. Compared to them, they want us to spend more time together."

"You really understand them. You're truly their great grandson. Oh, and by the way, do you need some extra pocket money? I don't want to be called stingy."

Jiang Zimo suddenly felt like teasing her, and said seriously, "Well, it seems like it's necessary. How much do you plan to get for me, Qing'er?"

Rong Qing took out a large Unity note and stuffed it into his hand: "When a man is out there, he needs to have some money in his pocket. Take this."

"Qing'er is so generous." Indeed, other people's daughters-in-law only gave one dollar, but his Qing'er gave ten times as much.

"Puff!" Rong Qing was amused and immediately stuffed a stack of cash into his hand: "Save it for me to buy a gift."

Jiang Zimo immediately put it away: "I really need it. Qing'er is very thoughtful. Otherwise, I would be really short of money."