surrender villain

Chapter 63 I am the spare tire (12)

Ji Liang waited for Yang's father and Yang's mother to sit down before he began to move his chopsticks slowly. He picked up the nearby crispy chicken and took a bite lightly. His gestures and feet were full of indescribable dignity. This kind of self-cultivation and bearing is by no means short can be imitated in time.

Father Yang's eyes flickered. In his early years, Ji Liang was adopted by the Ming family in H City.

He is also aware of Ming Qixiong's family, under that kind of environment, can they really cultivate such a potential stock that is so popular?

Yang Zheng didn't believe it. Just look at his incompetent son Ming Xiying. Oh no, it should be said to be the son of the housekeeper Ming Qixiong.

Thinking of this, Father Yang's eyes became inexplicably pitiful.

"The skin is crispy and the meat is tender, salty and delicious." Ji Liang narrowed his eyes and tasted the delicate and delicious food in his mouth, and suddenly smiled meekly and respectfully: "Uncle and aunt are not bad at five-star celebrity chefs, our family Zhao Zhao is really blessed."

Fan Xiaoxi: ...

Fuck it, there's no witch nearby, Ji Liang looks so scary! ! !
Fan Xiaoxi stared in horror at the man with a bright smile, not even realizing that his favorite chicken leg slipped from between the chopsticks and rolled onto the table.

She swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and hastily moved the stool out vigilantly.

Seeing Fan Xiaoxi dodging himself like a beast from a flood, Ji Liang put another one in the bowl for her, and said softly, "What are you thinking about?"

——Thinking that you have taken some wrong medicine, have you been possessed by a sycophant?

Of course Fan Xiaoxi didn't dare to say this in person, she bit her lip and buried herself in a bite of the drumstick, "Thank you..."

"Silly boy, it's only natural for a husband to take care of his wife, isn't it my wife?" Father Yang said, and hurriedly poured a bowl of delicious and nourishing chicken soup for Mother Yang, flattering him: "Honey, drink the soup."

"Daddy, I haven't married Ji Liang yet..." Fan Xiaoxi kicked Yang Zheng's calf under the table, and forced a few words between his teeth to remind him to take it easy.

Why is this uncle always worried that her daughter won’t be able to get married just like her parents? Although she, Fan Xiaoxi, can’t cook delicious meals, the porridge she cooks is very delicious. Can work and be diligent, where can I find such a good girl?

Father Yang moved his feet to a safe place in pain, and glared at him, what are you doing, little bastard!
The fake father and daughter fought with their eyes for a while, Fan Xiaoxi planed two mouthfuls of rice in the bowl to vent his anger, Ji Liang's eyes swept across her sullen face, and suddenly reached out to touch the corner of Fan Xiaoxi's lips crystal clear The rice grains were pushed aside and put into his mouth, and then he ate the vegetables as if nothing had happened.

……

The whole table was shocked by his extremely natural and intimate gesture, and it was so quiet for a while that you could hear a needle drop on the ground.

Ji Liang gracefully folded the napkin in half and wiped it gently from both sides of her thin lips to the middle, looked up and saw that everyone was staring at him, and blinked innocently: "The day after tomorrow is a good day, it is suitable to marry and move into the house Meeting relatives and friends to deliver goods to Cai'anmen pastoral care and... to open municipal bonds."

Once again, Yang Zheng was dumbfounded by Ji Liang's serious words, and followed his words, "cough, cough, cough, what does the son-in-law mean?"

"Since Zhaozhao wants to advance the wedding date, why don't we change it to the day after tomorrow." Ji Liang looked at Fan Xiaoxi gently, his dark and clear eyes were like a spring breeze: "Please ask the two elders to arrange a guest room for me tonight, I'm fine." Let's discuss the banquet list and honeymoon travel plans with Zhao Zhao."

Fan Xiaoxi's eyelids twitched, and he turned his head and stared at Father Yang with wide eyes, afraid that the old man would say, "What kind of guest room do you want? If you are a family, just sleep with our cicada~" This kind of madness if.

"All right, all right, I'll have someone clean the room next to Chan'er right away, so you can discuss it carefully."

Father Yang felt that his son-in-law-to-be was the most thoughtful, and with a frank wave of his hand, he couldn't wait to push Fan Xiaoxi and Ji Liang upstairs to discuss the wedding.

Yang Zhaochan's little sisters who played well before could sit at three or four tables, plus the politicians and business entrepreneurs they both know, it may be enough to book the entire floor of the hotel.

"Honey, do you need to send an invitation to Uncle Ming?"

Anyway, he is an adoptive father, and now that the family is broken up, I hope that this son who has been raised since childhood can take care of it.

According to gossip, Ming Qixiong even went to stay at the Ji's Group to apologize to him in person.

Ji Liang stopped screening the list, rubbed her hair with a smile, and said in a soft and low voice, "Fool, if I stab your heart and then sew it up for you, will you forgive me? "

"How is it possible." Fan Xiaoxi shook his head resolutely, "If someone stabs you in the heart, you will not be able to return home. If you are dead, how can you forgive me?"

Ji Liang's smile froze, and you just say why he made such an abstract metaphor with an idiot to anger yourself, "Say something unlucky, I have my own opinion at the Ming family, you don't have to worry about it. You have time to spare , why don’t you come here and do the right thing.”

Hearing this, Fan Xiaoxi subconsciously covered her chest with her hands and retreated, "Warning you, even if I look like a fairy, I am as beautiful as Diao Chan and Yang Guifei, but now I am not your wife, so don't try to play tricks on me!"

"I don't quite understand what Zhaozhao means. Are you implying that I can do something wonderful to you after I get married?" Ji Liang pondered seriously for a moment, but was slightly annoyed, "Tsk, I would have known that earlier The wedding is set for tomorrow."

Fan Xiaoxi couldn't help giving him a thumbs up, "Mr. Ji, your kung fu of twisting people's minds is a shame, I admire you."

"Stop talking nonsense, come here and choose what you like." The man clicked on the bridal wedding dress sent by a top designer on the computer, and asked Fan Xiaoxi to choose one.

She dawdled and sat at the table and pulled the mouse. There were almost all kinds of grand, elegant, chic, rich, luxurious, glamorous and glamorous.

The tail of the flowing dream skirt is spread out layer by layer, decorated with luxurious and shining pearls and gemstones. The waist design is simple and smooth without losing the beauty of lines, which can well outline her graceful figure, romantic and gorgeous, full of extravagance .

"So beautiful..."

Fan Xiaoxi sighed in amazement, he really did not expect that the first wedding in his life would be dedicated to the mission target.

"nice! You love it."

Ji Liang pinched the soft flesh on her cheek fondly, and showed her the custom-made diamond ring: "I didn't find the same purple diamond as yours, but there are still diamonds of about the same size."

The beautiful and exquisite diamond ring in the picture is inlaid on the body of the ring with complicated petal patterns, which is extraordinarily dazzling and makes the world fall in love with its beauty.

The man held her little hand in his palm and played with it casually, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "You can only wear it from now on."

Fan Xiaoxi always felt that he was holding on to his big purple diamond, so he shrank his neck and let him move without daring to speak.

Just kidding, if this guy asks Yang Zhaochan's parents where she got her diamonds from, who will she cry to?

　Bow down and give a reward for Xie Xiaoxiao from the Poverty Alleviation Association~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)