Chapter 909: Lovely future mother-in-law request

"True, my sister, you are back." Li Xuehao sent Yamamoto's voice back home. I didn't expect Yamamoto to wait in the front yard, seeing the two figures, and rushing out.
"Liang Tai, it seems that Hao Er is more important in your heart than my sister." Yamamoto's voice squinted at his younger brother, with a trace of danger in his eyes.
"How come, my sister, you are the most important thing in my heart." Yamamoto is too busy to please, although I don't know why my sister said this, but he can't admit it.
"If it's really important, why did you call Hao Er's name first, instead of calling me this sister first?" Yamamoto's voice deliberately looked at him with a cold face.
"That..." Yamamoto is too speechless, although he is often used to bullying, but feels that the sister tonight seems to be different in peace, but he can't say it anywhere.
Li Xuehao stood by and was very happy to see Shan Benliang, who was bullied and could not speak. He felt that he was getting darker and darker.
After satisfying the pleasure of bullying his younger brother, Yamamoto’s voice finally let him go, and looked at someone nearby:
Ho, it’s already late, go back.

"Yeah." Li Xuehao nodded and said to the two sisters, "Yuanyin, good, then I went back."
"Go all the way, Hao Er (real)."
I watched someone's figure go far, until I couldn't see it again. Yamamoto was too eager to say: "Sister, is the gift taken back? Show me something." More than 40 million things, he hasn't had it before. I have seen it with my own eyes, my sister has been hiding, and he is embarrassed to ask her to take it.
"Is there any good-looking, is my mother already having dinner?" Yamamoto said with a sigh of relief, while walking to the house. Not to mention whether the gift has been brought back, even if it is taken back, she will not arbitrarily give such a precious gift to anyone, and the younger brother will not do it.
"How come this way, my sister, I will take a look." Yamamoto is too reluctant to keep up with the broken pieces.
Yamamoto’s voice was too lazy to care for him and went straight into the living room.
Mother Yamamoto has arranged dinner for the United States. When she sees her coming in, her eyes are slightly brighter: "Is the voice coming back?"
"Yes, Mom." Yamamoto's voice was a little scared, and her mother looked at her eyes with a hint of fanaticism she had never seen before.
Yamamoto stayed close to her and looked up and down. It seemed that she wanted to see something from her, but it seemed that she did not find any special place. This said: "The voice, look at the mother for more than 40 million yuan. Gift, listen to Liang Tai, is it a wristband that can be worn on the wrist?"
"That..." Yamamoto's voice didn't know how to deal with it. She didn't think that her mother would actually ask for such a request.
"What's wrong, can't you look at your mother?" Yamamoto stayed in the United States and misunderstood, with some dissatisfaction in his tone.
"No, it is... Hao Er, he said... I want to give me another gift." Yamamoto explained it to me.
"What happened?" Yamamoto’s look at the United States was suddenly up, and tens of millions of gifts were gone.
Yamamoto's voice can not want someone's impression to become "bad" in the mother's mind, explaining what happened before, of course, did not say specific, only said that the gift was worn by others, and now is not suitable for her.
"Would you like to give you a gift?" Yamamoto stayed in touch with his chin and looked at his expression. "For another gift, should the preciousness be the same as the previous one? Or, he regrets giving it to you." A precious gift?"
"Mom, how can you say that, Hao Er is not such a person." Yamamoto's voice was anxious, she never thought so, and of course, did not allow others to think so.
"Of course, of course I know, my mother just made a joke. But I can send tens of millions of gifts. If I change one, maybe it will be more valuable." Yamamoto stayed here and the eyes suddenly appeared golden.
"Mom, I am going to take a shower." Yamamoto's voice is a little annoyed, she does not want her connection and money linked.
"Go, but remember to receive the gift for the first time, please show me, hahaha..." Yamamoto stayed with her and hugged her face.
"Let me go, mother." Yamamoto's voice worked hard to get rid of the mother's arms, and some ran away.
Yamamoto stayed in the US and sent her upstairs, then looked at the son standing by.
Yamamoto’s scalp felt a numb and quickly said,
Mom, I have to do my homework.

"I am going to have dinner, what do you do for your homework!" Yamamoto stayed angry and yelled at the sofa, "sit down!"
Yamamoto was too afraid to resist, and only sat down.
"My wealthy son-in-law...cough, is the object of voice, have you seen it?" It seems that he realized that his performance in front of his son was too direct, and Yamamoto stayed a little embarrassed.
Yamamoto is too cold and sweaty. What is a rich woman? But in the face of his mother's inquiry, he did not dare not answer: "I am in the same class as me, he is my good friend."
"Oh, is it still the younger generation of voices?" Yamamoto stayed in the United States and stroked his chin. "What is the full name?"
"Zhenzhong Hao Er." Yamamoto Ryota has an ominous premonition in his heart. "Mom asked what to do?"
"I remember that before, I received a chocolate chip cookie. It tastes very good. No, it is not only good. It is the most wonderful taste I have ever tasted. No food can match..." In the end, Yamamoto stayed in the United States. Unconsciously licking his tongue, his face is also fascinating.
"That is what the real delivery." Yamamoto said too quickly, for the wonderful chocolate biscuits, he also remembered it, saying that it has not been eaten for a long time.
"Sure enough, he!" Yamamoto stayed in the United States with his eyes wide open and patted his son's shoulder. "It's very good. I will see him tomorrow when I go to school. Remember to tell him that if you want to sing our voice, you must send chocolate biscuits to your mother every day."
Yamamoto is too helpless: "Mom, such delicious chocolate biscuits are not made every day, they need precious materials, and some materials can be bought without money." Think of someone who said something to him before. Yamamoto is too daring to guarantee, although he also wants to eat.
"Is this the case?" Yamamoto stayed in the United States and frowned slightly. He relaxed the condition a little. "That would let him do a copy in the recent period. I believe that the lovely future mother-in-law’s request will not be rejected. Let's go."
Yamamoto Ryota suddenly squinted his head in a headache, not knowing what to say.