My Wife is Obviously a Queen But She is Too Virtuous

An hour later, Zhang Zhiqin and Mo Yan walked out of the uncle's mother's house.

"Yanyan, don't be too soft, you should be hard when you should be hard, if Zhang Zhiqin bullies you, tell me, and aunt will support you!"

Before the two went out, Zhou Xiuyu reluctantly took Mo Yan's hand and whispered to her.

"Thank you aunt, Zhiqin is very good to me, don't worry."

Mo Yan slightly shyly let his "aunt" hold his hand. She was thirty-three standing in front of Zhou Xiuyu, who was in her 40s, and she looked pure and pure as a girl.

I have to say that the temperament of some women can be freely switched with different occasions and different objects.

When facing Zhan Ting, Mo Yan can be mature and sexy, crushing the young and beautiful girl into dregs.

When facing Zhou Xiuyu, Mo Yan could be shy and pure, arousing the pity of his elders.

At this moment, she spoke in a low voice, and tried her best to help Zhang Zhiqin in her humility, which made Zhou Xiuyu look distressed. She once again exhorted:

"No matter how you like someone, don't make yourself too humble. We women must strengthen ourselves and respect ourselves, so that men will value you."

"But..." Mo Yan looked at Zhou Xiuyu's expression and sighed quietly:

"I am so many years older than Zhiqin. He is willing to accept me. I am already very grateful. I am not worthy of him."

"You are only thirty-three, and Zhiqin is about to be twenty-seven! Female juniors hold gold bricks, and women's junior 30s are given away. You are only six years older than Zhiqin. What's not worthy of it?!"

Zhou Xiuyu opened her eyes and patted her chest and said:

"Don't worry, I'll tell Zhiqin's parents that his family is all kind and will never let his son do things like chaos and abandonment!"

Mo Yan's eyes reddened immediately, and he bowed deeply to Zhou Xiuyu:

"Auntie, thank you, thank you, I will be good to Zhiqin, and I will be filial to you and uncle with him in the future!"

Zhou Xiuyu held Mo Yan's hand lovingly: "Hey, if Zhiqin is half as sensible as you, I will have a high incense."

"Uncle, can you agree with me about Fang Ge's new show?"

On the other side, Zhang Zhiqin asked Li Xueke nervously.

Li Xueke glared at him and snorted:

"Looking at your performance, if you do something like that again, I will personally kick you out of Fang Xiaole's program group!"

After Li Xueke and Zhou Xiuyu sent the two downstairs-mainly to deliver "smoke and smoke", and then educate Zhang Zhiqin again, then they went upstairs and went home.

"Goodbye, uncle and mother, you go up the stairs slowly."

Mo Yan stood downstairs obediently. After watching the two of them enter the elevator, the pitiful temperament disappeared without a trace. He glanced at Zhang Zhiqin with a sneer and turned around.

"Sister Mo, wait, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Zhiqin is still in the mist until now. I don't know what Mo Yan wants to do. Anyway, she has been tricked by herself.

"Didn't you say it and help me explain the misunderstanding clearly? Why did you make my uncle and mother misunderstood even more?"

Mo Yan lifted the bag with one hand on his shoulders, and put the other in the pocket of his jeans. With graceful steps, his waist swayed as he walked, and his plump buttocks swayed from side to side, like a coquettish rose in full bloom in the night, attracting the surroundings. Men passing by looked sideways.

What a seductive mature woman!

She ignored Zhang Zhiqin until she walked out of the community and was sure she would not be seen by Li Xueke and Zhou Xiuyu upstairs, then she stopped quickly and turned to look at him:

"I ask you a few questions."

Zhang Zhiqin was taken aback and nodded subconsciously.

"If you encounter something big, do your parents make the decision, or does your uncle and mother speak more usefully?"

Mo Yan asked lightly.

"My parents listen to my uncle, and my uncle listens to my aunt, so my aunt has the final say in my family."

Zhang Zhiqin answered honestly.

"Do you like Zhan Ting?"

Mo Yan asked again.

"I only met once, how can I know if I like it or not?"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned, wondering why Mo Yan's question jumped so much, but out of survival instinct, he answered immediately.

"last question……"

Mo Yan suddenly waved to Zhang Zhiqin, and pointed to his waist:

"I suddenly feel dizzy, please help me."

"Oh." Zhang Zhiqin agreed and stepped forward to support Mo Yan's waist.

"Thank you for your strength, I'm a bit unsteady."

Mo Yan said gently.

"Oh, good." Zhang Zhiqin's hands firmly embraced Mo Yan's slightly fleshy but tight elastic waist.

"The last question, your colleagues, friends and family gatherings in the future, if you bring me along, will you feel ashamed?"

Mo Yan tilted his head to the side and looked at Zhang Zhiqin. A familiar smell of milk penetrated his nostrils. Looking down at this mature and **** woman, Zhang Zhiqin shook his head subconsciously:

"Of course not ashamed."

"Very well, I will allow you to take me on these occasions in the future."

Mo Yan nodded in satisfaction. Although she was not as tall as Zhang Zhiqin, she still had to tilt her head to speak, but her tone of voice was condescending.

"Why should I take you?"

Zhang Zhiqin looked at Mo Yan strangely.

"Because I allowed you to be my boyfriend."

Mo Yan squinted at Zhang Zhiqin proudly.

"What?"

Zhang Zhiqin opened her mouth wide, as if she could swallow a raw duck egg. After a long period of stunned reaction, she shook her head subconsciously:

"Sister Mo, what are you kidding? You are so much older than me, my parents won't agree!"

Mo Yan sneered: "Your aunt has the final say, your aunt likes me very much."

Zhang Zhiqin stammered: "But, but I only dated someone yesterday, how can I be your boyfriend right away?"

Mo Yan said calmly: "You just said that you don't like your blind date."

Zhang Zhiqin suddenly realized: "So what do you mean by the few questions you just asked me?!"

Mo Yan raised his chin and looked at him with a smile: "So the barrier between us is gone, right?"

Zhang Zhiqin felt that his brain was not enough. After staying for a long time, he finally shook his head:

"No way, no way, I always feel like I'm at a loss."

Mo Yan's smile gradually turned colder: "I have seen it and touched it, do you want to admit it?"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned: "When have I seen it and touched it?"

Mo Yan sneered: "The time I ate at Fang Xiaole's house~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I was drunk at night. On the sofa, didn't you watch it?"

Zhang Zhiqin suddenly blurted out: "How do you know I saw it?"

Mo Yan was a little drunk that night. Zhang Zhiqin slept on the sofa. She was sitting on the ground leaning against the sofa, her clothes were slightly messy, and Zhang Zhiqin was condescending, and she saw everything that shouldn't be seen.

Mo Yan's eyes were cold, as if he knew you had done a bad thing for a long time, Zhang Zhiqin whispered:

"Then I never touched it?"

Mo Yan sneered, and pointed to Zhang Zhiqin's hand that firmly supported his waist.

"Is it comfortable after touching for so long?"

Zhang Zhiqin was stunned: "Fuck, is this all right?"

Mo Yan looked at Zhang Zhiqin deeply:

"So, can you be my boyfriend now?"