Quick Walkthrough Strategy: Bing Jiao BOSS Begs To Let Go

Li Ming couldn't help laughing, even his chest trembling happily.

"Don't worry, I will take you to my friend's place to pick up things first. I have prepared clothes for you." Li Ming stretched out his hand and rubbed Wen Xiao's head while waiting for the red light.

Wen Xiao heard that he had an arrangement, calmed down, and was silent for a while, then said quietly: "So you planned it a long time ago, you secretly did it behind my back."

Li Ming's heart chuckles, with a not-so-good premonition.

"I don't know what you are doing behind my back," the girl's voice gradually became aggrieved. "You don't tell me anything, you think I'm useless."

Li Ming rubbed his forehead with a headache, parked the car on the side of the road, and turned to look at the wronged girl.

After fighting together, Wen Xiao seemed to have developed different attributes, and each time he was able to give him a different...surprise.

"What are you thinking about?" He pulled the girl over and hugged it in his arms and coaxed softly, "I'm afraid that I told you that you are scared and afraid that you don't want to go, so I had to cut it first and play it later."

Wen Xiao put away his aggrieved expression and blinked in his arms.

She was actually...very happy.

He is willing to take her home, at least it shows that he is serious about this relationship.

It's not a whim, it's not acting on the spot, it's not just keeping her like a pet.

By now, she finally felt more at ease.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the two returned to the old house.

"Why come so late, come in." Mother Li herself opened the door. She ignored her son, who was full of things, and pulled Wen Xiao straight away, "Wen Xiao, come in and sit down."

Since knowing that her son still likes women, Li's mother has been so happy that she can't wait to take Wen Xiao directly to the house to make offerings to express her gratitude.

Wen Xiao was a little uncomfortable with the enthusiasm of Li's mother, but followed her into the living room obediently.

"Slow down, and be careful to scare the child," the old man sat on the sofa with a smile and looked at her, "Come on, girl, sit down with grandpa."

The older you are, the more you like to look at young people who are full of vigor.

"Good aunt, good grandpa," Wen Xiao glanced at his father Li, who was reading the newspaper seriously next to him, "good uncle."

Father Li kept his posture reading the newspaper and didn't move.

Li's mother's expression remained unchanged, and she kicked Li's father concealedly.

Father Li reluctantly raised his head with an "um" cry.

When Li Ming put his things in, Li's mother had already grasped Wen Xiao to get a complete picture of the situation.

"Stop talking, let's eat first," Father Li dropped the newspaper in his hand. "After driving for almost two hours, I'm all very tired. Let's talk after dinner."

Mother Li smiled and pulled Wen Xiao up, "Yes, it's past eight o'clock, and you must be hungry too. Eat first, eat first."

The old man and Li's father walked at the end of the group, and the old man raised his crutches and beat Li's father upright.

"Smelly boy, be enthusiastic, scared my grandson-in-law away, be careful I clean you!" The old man reprimanded his son in a low voice.

Father Li looked at his father and nodded helplessly.

He does look down on Wen Xiao’s background, but he can’t stop his old man and wife from liking it... It’s strange to say that the old man doesn’t pay attention to family background, he understands that his wife is not the temperament to let people in casually. .

Is it true that there is fate?

Father Li couldn't understand, he simply didn't want to. Anyway, he didn't have the final say in this home...

Besides, although this girl has a poor family background, she has a good temperament and a decent conversation. He has a good impression of this girl, but he is still a bit unwilling.

Probably because every parent thinks their children are the best.

Father Li looked at the way that Li Ming was tenderly picking vegetables for Wen Xiao, and he sighed slightly, but a faint smile appeared on his face.