Super sweet: The sister of the beautiful president conspired against me

"Rough hair! Rough hair!"

"Sister Xuexue."

Jiang Chen picked up Ning Feixue and walked towards the garage.

The obsidian-like Bugatti saw Jiang Chen walking over with Ning Feixue in his arms.

He took the initiative to drive towards Jiang Chen's direction.

Then the blade-like door opens automatically.

Jiang Chen sighed in his heart, it is worthy of the intelligent core he gave, and the intelligent supercar he created is smart.

You know, Jiang Chen only had two smart cores in total, one was given to Bugatti and the other was given to the weighing scale.

Don't think it's a waste to use the scale, Jiang Chen thinks that it's very important to prevent sister Xuexue from losing weight.

The soft flesh is so comfortable to hold, it's as thin as a bamboo pole, and it's painful to hug.

Jiang Chen hugged Ning Feixue and put her on the co-pilot, while he sat back in the main driver.

He looked at the Bugatti's dashboard: "Let's go, Xiaodi."

"Destination, the dump garden villa area."

"Yes! Master!"

The black Bugatti started slowly, drove out of the garage, and drove out.

inside the car.

Jiang Chen leaned on the seat comfortably: "Xiao Di, switch to the recliner mode."

"Yes, Master!"

"Buzz!"

The seat Jiang Chen was leaning against fell backwards, forming a 160% reclining chair.

He stretched comfortably.

"It's comfortable, sister Xuexue."

“It's nice not to have to drive by yourself (＞＜)”

Ning Feixue glared at Jiang Chen: "Little Chenchen, look at me before talking."

Jiang Chen responded and saw that the seat behind Ning Feixue hadn't changed much.

It is still the original seat, and has not changed into a recliner mode.

"?"

A small question mark popped up in Jiang Chen's mind.

What's wrong with Xiaodi, isn't he known as the strongest artificial intelligence?

Why can't I understand what he said, he said that turning on the recliner mode is definitely not just for himself.

And open it for my wife.

In fact, Xiao Di understood, but he didn't want to turn on the recliner mode for this woman who almost sat on the Bugatti cushion.

"Ahem, sister Xuexue, you can't blame me for this."

"Xiao Di didn't understand."

Then, Jiang Chen continued: "Xiao Di, turn on the lounge chair mode for the hostess as well."

"Yes, Master."

"Buzzing."

Ning Feixue's seat also gradually leaned back.

"Hey, sister Xuexue, how are you doing, isn't it very good?"

Jiang Chen lay on the seat, reached out and squeezed Ning Feixue's little hand on the other side.

Ning Feixue's face puffed up.

"o(^｀)o"

"Little Chenchen, you are barely qualified."

The Bugatti drove unhurriedly, and Ning Feixue lay down for a long time, feeling that it would be more comfortable to sit on Xiao Chenchen.

So she got up, sat on Jiang Chen's lap, and leaned against Jiang Chen's arms.

"Xiao Chenchen, see mom later, what should I do?"

Ning Feixue was a little nervous. Aunt Zhou, her former comrade-in-arms, was now her mother-in-law, Aunt Zhou.

She was naturally nervous.

Jiang Chen understood what Ning Feixue meant.

He reached out and squeezed Ning Feixue's fair and tender face.

"Sister Xuexue, don't be nervous."

"Aren't they all a mother?"

"When Mama Lin came to our house, wasn't I very calm?"

"And it performed super well."

Ning Feixue rolled her eyes.

Xiao Chenchen didn't really think that when he saw his mother's fingers trembling before, she didn't notice, did he?

At that time, Ning Feixue felt Jiang Chen's hands tremble a little.

But she gave her husband face and didn't say it.

Now there are no outsiders, you can say it (＞＜)
"Xiao Chenchen, you don't really think that you saw mom with trembling fingers before."

"I didn't see it, did I?"

Jiang Chen was shocked for a moment: "Σ(д|||)"

"Fuck! Did Sister Xuexue see it?"

"impossible!"

Then his heroic, mighty, tall and mighty image has collapsed ()σ
Ning Feixue pinched the bridge of Jiang Chen's nose: "Nothing is impossible."

"My sister really saw it."

Jiang Chen could only accept the reality, he was a little embarrassed.

However, who is not nervous when a son-in-law meets his mother-in-law?
He hugged Ning Feixue's slender water snake waist.

"Cough cough."

"Sister Xuexue, let's talk about meeting my mother later."