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Chapter 123 These Wrinkles Are Your Criminal Evidence

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    It was three shots in the morning, and the whole family had already had a good meal and were about to go out, so Qu Ping lay on the bed and pretended to be dead.

    She will "give me a bed, I can sleep until the end of the world" vividly and exquisitely.

    It was nine o'clock when I returned to my mother's house yesterday, and Qu Ping fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.  The stinky man was hungry when he came up, and lit fires everywhere, and the fire burned until late at night before it was extinguished.  Qu Ping was also tossed until her bones fell apart, and now there is only a wisp of breath remaining in the world.

    Kuan came back from the tenth company in the morning, and he had packed up.  Seeing that the mother-in-law's life-threatening serial torture could not drag the little girl up from the bed, he hurriedly fed Xiaobao and ran up to wait for the queen to wake up.

    A big hand reached into the bed, from bottom to top, until it got into Qu Ping's Gazi nest, and Qu Ping screamed and sat up.

    "You bastard, I'm going to be tortured to death by you! Just let me go, let me have a good rest today!" Qu Ping begged pitifully.

    It seems that his limbs and bones have been displaced by someone. How refreshed and energetic he is, the physical gap is really huge!  One day when he starts to soar, it is really possible that he will die under him.

    "Torture? Didn't you enjoy last night?" Kuan looked at her with burning eyes.

    Last night, I was so beastly, I didn't care about it, I attacked the city and looted the land, and the battle was fierce.  Thinking of that scene, his blood boiled again.  However, considering the little woman's body, he still had to restrain his enthusiasm.

    "Stop, stop, stop! Stop your obscenity. It's early in the morning, Miss Ben wants to cultivate her body."

    Qu Ping slowly slipped back into bed to lie down.

    Kuan laughed helplessly, and coaxed: "My wife, get up quickly. Let's go out for a stroll together, cultivating more hobbies is good for life."

    "I have hobbies. My hobbies are divided into static and dynamic. Static means sleeping, and dynamic means turning over."

    Qu Ping turned over, throwing a cool back to Kuan.  Isn't the most enjoyable thing about weekends is to lie in bed all day?  What are you fussing about!

    "Okay, since my wife invites you so kindly, I won't be polite as a husband. Anyway, I'm almost hungry." Kuan lifted the quilt and burrowed into it.

    Qu Ping was so frightened that she jumped up from the bed and fled.

    Kuan was so arrogant that he collapsed on the bed with a laugh.  If this man plays a rogue, women have nothing to do with him.

    When they went downstairs, Mother Qu and sister-in-law took the two children out to play.  On the table was a freshly picked cherry tomato, fresh and translucent, full of fruity fragrance, Qu Ping picked one up and stuffed it into her mouth, and rewarded one to her husband who was busy with work.

    Kuan Le was so relieved, he saw Father Qu walking out the door, so he leaned over and stole a sweet kiss.  Qu Ping couldn't stand the itching, so she smiled and beat him.

    Living at my mother's house is like a fairy. The children have no chance to intervene. There are home-grown freshly picked fruits and vegetables every day, fresh air full of negative ions, and a slow-paced life of looking at the mountains and fields.

    When she gets old, she will return to the countryside with Kuan, just like her parents, and live a life like a fairy couple who works at sunrise and rests at sunset.

    Old age, together with Kuan

    This subconscious thought made Qu Ping also think for a while.

    She seems to be used to tie Kuan and "grow old with you" together

    She no longer seems to want to escape from this marriage, and is even a little addicted to it

    She seems to be a little in love with Shengkuan

    Qu's father and Kuan have already prepared everything, and Qu Ping just needs to hold her tablet and get in the car leisurely.

    Today's goal is Sunjiashan, five kilometers away from home, where there is a large pond, and waves of fishing enthusiasts often gather on weekends.  Fifty meters away from the pond, there is a whole pear grove, and now the pear blossoms are in full bloom.  Shengkuan took the easel and planned to spend a day here.

    When they arrived at their destination, Mr. Jin had been waiting there for a long time.

    "Master Jin!" Qu Ping called out loudly, waving her hands.

    Originally, Mr. Jin, who was still cheerful when he saw them coming, turned pale after a "whoosh" and sat down facing the pond, ignoring Qu Ping with a haughty face.

    Xing smiled and poked Qu Ping, and became mischievous again.  Every time she met, she would abuse old man Jin, and old man Jin would not let him go when he became childish, and the two of them were only close to a fight.

    "Fresh cherry tomatoes grown at home, clear away heat and detoxify, invigorate the stomach and eliminate food, beauty and skin care, does anyone want it?"

    Qu Ping waved a small bowl in front of Mr. Jin, and the old man quickly snatched the little bowl away.?? Just put it in my arms.

    "Hey, old man, you can't even take the pot, save some for me." Qu Ping yelled and refused.

    "If you don't give it or give it, I'm almost mad at you. Is it such a petty thing to eat some cherry tomatoes from you?" Mr. Jin started to play a rascal again.

    "Where am I mad at you?" Qu Ping flatly denied it.

    "The wrinkles on my face are the evidence of your crime." Mr. Jin raised his face, and pitifully accused Qu Ping.

    Qu Ping laughed out loud, the old man was so funny that his stomach hurt from laughing.

    Mr. Jin took a few mouthfuls of cherry tomatoes, and then made his mind on the boxes and cans on the small table. He saw that Qu Ping was holding her stomach and was panting, so he got up and walked over secretly.  He took a step, blocking his way.

    "Don't eat! This is lunch in the middle." Qu Ping guarded Mr. Jin like a thief.

    "Your doll is too bad, and I didn't say I want to eat it, so I can't even look at it." With cherry tomatoes stuffed in his mouth, Mr. Jin said angrily.

    "Every time you say look, you can see that the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, and everything is gone." Qu Ping frowned, and turned around to protect the small table like a hen protecting its chicks.

    "You, you, you! Old Qu, you have to take care of you girl, this is disrespectful." Old man Jin quarreled with Father Qu if he couldn't grab it.

    Father Qu was not interested in participating in the battle between the two. He smiled and looked at the old and the young, and then turned to help a group of young people not far away.

    These teenagers came here for barbecue today, and they are not familiar with the place. Thanks to the enthusiastic Shengkuan and Dad Qu, they set up the stall smoothly.

    "You are so bad, be careful, Akuan will divorce you in the future." Mr. Jin said angrily.

    "I'm so young and beautiful, sweet and lovely, and I can find another one right away after I'm divorced, so I don't have to worry about the old man." Qu Ping was fighting like a needlepoint.

    "When you're divorced, I'll let my lumpy grandson marry you, and make you cry every day, with more wrinkles on your face than mine." Unable to fight against Qu Ping, old man Jin could only be furious.  .

    Thinking of this grandson, Mr. Jin is not the first and the second eldest.  I know about work and meetings all day long, and I'm in my thirties, and I don't even have a girlfriend, let alone get married.  He sometimes doubts that he is still a child.

    There are not many girls who can fall into the eyes of Mr. Jin, and Qu Ping is already married, so don't worry about it.  Jing Fang is not bad, but Qu Ping is a cute girl with a sweet mouth and a lively person.  right!  Find time for them to knead and knead, and fulfill their own wishes.

    Having figured it out, Mr. Jin was happily biting the cherry tomatoes again, and ran to see Father Qu and the others set up a barbecue stall.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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