Remember in one second [Jiujiu Novels Network
Xie Ling relied on his willpower to get through the military training.
Half a month, not a single day off, full attendance!
After running around the school ten times on the first day, her eyes were dull...
The baby fat on my face is almost gone.
Old thief!
How did Dad communicate with my second uncle?
Xie Ling seriously suspected that his serious father had cheated him, but he had no evidence.
She was also not used to complaining to her mother about the hardships of school. Her mother would insist on making decisions for her, which was stressful and stressful, and she was reluctant to let her mother go.
Xie Ling rode a modified motorcycle and slowly drove all the way from the alley to the doorstep of his home.
It was quiet enough, she quietly unlocked the door and walked in. There was no one in sight.
very good.
Sneak mom away.
Xie Ling sneaked into the bedroom belonging to his parents, and a familiar sweet scent spread in the room.
The vast space of 100 square meters was completely opened up to become a room, and the light pink silk quilt on the large bed was still a little messy.
The entire space was divided into two places by a vintage mahogany screen. Xie Ling concluded that her mother had not yet gotten up.
There was no sound from the independent, oversized cloakroom next door.
She looked at the antique dressing table, where boxes of luxurious jewelry were stacked together and a string of thumb-sized deep-sea pearl earrings emitted a sparkling halo.
This is probably my mom's new favorite.
"Baby, you're back from school!"
Xue Qingdai was lying on a dark brown leather sofa, her face flushed, her body emitting an indescribable feminine charm, her voice sounding a little hoarse, she lay there limply, as if she had experienced...
Xue Qingdai's waist was still sore and her body was still weak. She tried to support herself with her arms to sit up, but she fell down trembling again. What a delicate beauty.
Xie Ling hurried to help her, and her mother still called her baby, so what did her mother do wrong.
She will always be her mommy’s little baby.
"What about Dad?" Xie Ling asked in a low voice, as if afraid of being heard.
Xue Qingdai's face was rosy, and she bit her red lips. "He went out to buy tofu pudding for me."
Xie Ling: "..."
My father has already held that position, but he still went to buy tofu pudding himself, not afraid that his prestige would be affected by being seen by his subordinates.
Xie Ling sighed.
Mom was so taken aback by Dad that I bought her some tofu pudding. I guess she must have been very touched.
What a simple and soft-hearted mother.
She suddenly thought of something and quickly asked about it while Yan Su's father was away.
"Mom, why didn't you come when I had my art exam a few months ago?"
"My father took me to the exam and scared the professors. I guess the scores were a bit inflated. I prepared really hard for this art exam and showed off all the classical dance and folk vocal music I learned."
Xue Qingdai looked like a daughter who looked 60% like herself, with eyes and brows as gentle as spring water.
The daughter has both her own beauty and Xie Yan's cold handsomeness. When she is angry, the heroic spirit in her facial features is more obvious, and her thick eyebrows are raised in anger.
She poked her daughter's puffy cheeks and said slowly: "That day, your father didn't wake me up because of something. I am also responsible, so don't blame him."
Xue Qingdai vaguely remembered that day she was a little excited and said she wanted to be on top, and the two of them quarreled for a long time, and then she missed her daughter's art exam.
Alas, children shouldn’t know this.
Xie Ling: "..."
What could be the matter?
Unforgivable.
Serious dad is too relaxed.
This is her art exam, a very important exam.
Dad probably thinks that Mom is working too hard and it’s too early for her to get up.
But.
My mother doesn't do any housework. She basically just drinks tea, appreciates flowers, goes shopping, and counts how many pieces of jewelry and beautiful clothes she has bought every day.
When I go on business trips with my father occasionally, the local hotels always have all the necessary supplies ready for me.
The art exam was on that day, and it was very important to her.
Xue Qingdai's beautiful almond-shaped eyes rolled around and she took her daughter to the dressing table to pick out some new bracelets.
Xie Yan went to the kitchen to get a blue and white porcelain bowl and brought the tofu pudding to the desk that looked like it was from the old Ming Dynasty.
I wasn't surprised to see my daughter appear, as if I had expected it.
"Dade, go drink it. It will get cold soon. We have a plane to catch in half an hour."
Xie Ling, who had just been comforted, said: "???"
Dad is on a business trip again, and he wants to take Mom with him.
Dad is over 40 years old, why is he still dependent on mom?
Xue Qingdai never told her that she was going on a business trip with her husband, for fear that her dear daughter would be sad.
"Your dad works very hard for our little family. Your baby also works very hard to go to school for his own future. If you have any difficulties, call your mom."
Xue Qingdai, as always, tried to keep things moderate, hoping to ease the tension between the father and daughter.
Xie Yan wiped the mouth of Xue Qingdai, who was lying limply beside him, and said in a cold and authoritative voice, "We should have left yesterday afternoon. Your mother insisted on seeing you."
Xie Ling knew what her father meant, which was that her mother still thought about her, so she should be content.
Bah, you’re a wife-slave who never lets go.
Xie Ling: "Dad, Mom also needs freedom."
"I'm taking your mother to Yunnan for a visit this time, and I'm just holding a meeting by the way." Xie Yan didn't care about his daughter's nitpicking, and even wanted to sneer.
Your methods are too naive to fight him.
Xue Qingdai's watery eyes were like a bright moon in the water. She leaned on Xie Yan's shoulder, silently relying on and admiring him.
Xie Yan put his hand on her waist, knowing that she was very tired in the morning, and it must be very uncomfortable for her to sit there and coax her daughter.
Xie Ling was speechless for a while. Without her brother Xie Lin, she had no chance of winning against her serious father.
I was just thinking of putting on a helmet and riding a motorcycle around the capital to ease my mood.
Xie Yan asked casually: "How was the military training? Your second uncle told me that you performed very well, so he let you be the vanguard and specially arranged for you to give a speech on the rostrum."
Xue Qingdai straightened up and listened attentively.
The teaching building built by her third brother was worth it. It was the first time she could hear good news about her daughter at school.
"Baby, you are so great. You must look as handsome as your dad and brother in a military uniform. If I had known, I would have made time to visit you. Your dad was on vacation these days and took me swimming."
Xie Ling was laughing and crying. People always want to laugh when they are speechless.
There was a strong wind and heavy rain that day.
She was wearing a military uniform, the airtight fabric sticking to her body, and the draft she was preparing was mercilessly wet by the rain.
Xie Ling stood on the podium and said a few frank words that her father often said to outsiders, and only then did she get away with it.
Her second uncle patted her on the shoulder and said that she performed well, but in fact she was tired and hungry and just wanted to go home and act like a spoiled child in her mother's arms.
"Yes, Dad was too modest. My second uncle came over to praise me. I also got ten extra credits from this military training, which no one else got."
Xie Ling was very proud, with a lavender bracelet dangling from his wrist.
Xie Yan had just finished washing the dishes when he saw the bracelet and his eyes darkened slightly.
Xue Qingdai: "Second brother is very good. He was the most patient in teaching me math when I was a child."
Xie Ling's head was buzzing. Her second uncle was really good. Freshmen could do a hundred push-ups every day. Her arms were getting toned.
Why are they all different from what mom said?
Xue Qingdai: "My sister performed very well in the military training this time. My husband should give her an extra zero for her living expenses."
Xie Yan wiped the antique blue and white porcelain bowl and placed it in the cabinet, while Xue Qingdai's soft arms gently embraced his slender waist.
husband?
It's really not easy to get your wife to call you husband.
Xie Ling didn't hear the key word "pocket money". It was just that the exhaustion from military training made her lose her mind. "Mom, you really don't know Dad's sinister intentions!"
Xie Yan looked at his daughter with calm eyes.
"Lingling, this month's living expenses should be deposited into your passbook."
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