Chapter 429: The worst son's mother

Wu Yan quickly brought a bowl of tea, Yan Qingsi picked it up and drank slowly, a few mouthfuls of tea fell down, his stomach quickly warmed up, and his body gradually warmed up.
Yue listened to the wind and saw that he was without him, and asked, "Mom, what about me?"
Mrs. Yue asked, "What are you?"
Yue Tingfeng pointed to the tea of ​​Yan Qingsi: "Is it for me?"
Mrs. Yue blinked: "Ginger tea ... it's for girls to keep cold, do you drink it too?"
Yue Tingfeng suddenly wanted to vomit blood: "Mom, I ... I'm not your son?"
He came back from the rain with Yan Qingsi, and Yan Qingsi was still wearing his jacket. The coldest person should be him, but he didn't prepare it for him.
Mrs. Yue sighed: "I don't think so, but the reality is always cruel!"
Yue Tingfeng covered her forehead and suddenly didn't know what to say.
Mother, this is really mother.
Mrs. Yue found that it really didn't do well to her son. She thought about it, "If there are two sips left after Qing Si has finished drinking, you can drink it."
Yue Tingfeng turned silently!
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In the evening, after dinner, Yan Qingsi accompanied Madam Yue to watch a bubble show at eight o'clock.
Yan Qingsi was planted without looking for a while. For the past two days, she didn't take a good rest. After slackening down, she became very sleepy.
Mrs. Yue urged her to go upstairs to rest.
After Yan Qingsi went up, Mrs. Yue asked Yue to listen to the wind, and mysteriously ran to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of soup.
Yue Tingfeng frowned: "Mom, what is this?"
Mrs. Yue urged, "What do you care about, can your mother still harm you? Quickly, drink."
Yue heard the wind and smelled it, it seemed to be a medicated diet, and there was a smell of Chinese medicine, but it seemed quite fragrant. Yue Tingfeng thought, too, that his mother would never harm him?
In Mrs. Yue's earnest expectations, Yue listened to the wind and mumbled, and drank that bowl of soup.
Mrs. Yue took the empty bowl and patted her son on the shoulder: "Okay, son, go up, Mom, look at you."
Yue Tingfeng was a little shy: "Mom, what do you mean?"
Mrs. Yue hated iron and steel and looked at her son: "My stupid son, mom is so good to you, you haven't realized it yet, hurry up to find blue silk."
"Oh, I'll go now." Yue Tingfeng went upstairs, he had planned to go up to find Yan Qingsi.
Mrs. Yue handed the bowl to Wuyi and muttered in a low voice: "This kidney-soup soup is so expensive, can it always be used?"
Suddenly there was a voice from Yue Tingfeng, "Mom, what are you talking about?"
Mrs. Yue was frightened and turned to see Yue Tingfeng didn't know when she was back again.
Mrs. Yue shook her head like a rattle: "No! Did I speak?"
Yue Tingfeng narrowed her eyes and said, "Mom ... I found that you have failed to learn, alas, you were a good little old lady before, how can you learn such a treacherous one now?"
Mrs. Yue reached out and twisted Yue Tingfeng's ears: "You bear, aren't I all this for you? I still don't want you to work harder to win a prize this night, or you have to wait for the monkey year to marry someone Go home? "
Mrs. Yue lowered her voice and said, "I asked specifically, this medicine not only boosts the aphrodisiac, but also increases the winning rate."
Yue Tingfeng wanted to vomit blood. If anyone in the world was his deepest person, no one except his mother.