Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

There was no time for Zhenli to ask the following questions because the call had already been connected.

After kicking Mingyou in the stomach, Manri quickly fell silent and waited for Mingyou to give her the phone.

Mingyou was not in a hurry to give it to her. Instead, he grabbed Manari's ice cream with one hand and kneaded it, while chatting with his mother with the other hand.

"Hey, Mom."

"Why so late? Could it be——"

"Hey, how can that be, Mom? Is your son that kind of irresponsible person?"

"Mom would rather you be irresponsible at this time."

Marie blushed. It wasn't just the movement of Mingyou's hands that sent a tingling sensation through her feet, but also the shyness caused by the conversation between Mingyou and his mother.

She has a good command of Chinese, and the second language that the She family must master is Chinese, so that they can catch up with the Tang Dynasty.

"Give the phone to Marie, mom will talk to her."

"Okay." Mingyou smiled and handed the phone to Zhenli, without letting go of his other hand.

After trying several times to pull the phone without success, Manari glared at Mingyou and warned him not to cause trouble. She took the phone with both hands and greeted Mingyou's mother formally in Chinese.

"Hello, auntie. This is Kujo Marisa."

"Don't be so nervous. Can I call you Mari?"

"Yes, aunt."

Mingyou pinched the toffee on the ice cream, and only let go after being glared at again. He moved his body to lie on Manari's thighs and listen to the conversation between the two girls.

Li Qinghe still used the name "Li Ruoli", which didn't make Zhenli think much about it.

It was hard to think too much in this situation. For the first time, Mari felt the pressure of meeting an elder. In Japan, she could face any head of a household calmly, but she was afraid of saying something inappropriate to the wife of a small businessman on the other end of the phone.

Since she is the mother of her sweetheart, Mari must make a good impression.

"You speak Chinese so well, Mari."

"Thank you for the compliment, Auntie. I had a teacher at home when I was a child."

"I heard from my son that your Kujo family is one of the Five Regents?" Li Qinghe was happy to act with his son's girlfriend at this moment.

"Yes...similar to the princes and nobles of the Tang Dynasty."

Zhenli really wants to say something similar to the Tang family, both of which are considered top nobles in their respective countries.

But the gap is too big, so he can only compare himself with other princes who are like hermits.

"So you're so awesome? I didn't expect Xiaoyou to be able to be with you."

Theoretically speaking, Li Qinghe is now a commoner in the Tang Dynasty, so it is no problem for him to say that the Kujo family is powerful.

Besides, if we don't compare it with her own family background, the Kujo family is indeed good.

"You're too kind, Auntie. Mingyou is an excellent man, and I... really like him."

She was very domineering in expressing her love in private, but she was shy in front of the other person's mother, especially when Mingyou was lying on her lap.

Fortunately, because of shyness, Manri didn't notice Mingyou's absent-minded state just now.

"Mom's name is Xiaoyou."

His nickname. But when Li Qinghe was little, he didn't have the chance to say it. After he grew up and went home, Li Qinghe would only call him that occasionally, and more often he would call him "son".

"Xiaoyou..."

This is very different from Mingyou's memory of seeing his son's lover Li Qinghe. Because Mingyou now returns to his family under the influence of his friends. This friend is not just Zhenli, but she has the greatest influence.

So Li Qinghe did not express gratitude from the bottom of her heart, and instead acted like a mother who was happy that her son had found a girlfriend.

"It seems pretty good."

Taking Manari's empty hand and kissing the back of it, Mingyou closed his eyes and continued listening.

According to Li Qinghe's personality, he was about to come to a cliché question.

"My son likes you very much. When are you going to have a child?"

"You haven't gotten married yet——the man's mother, aunt——"

"I, I, I want to discuss this with Mingyou."

Manari didn't have the nerve to say "I won't do those things until I get my body in shape" and she pinched Mingyou's nose while blushing.

People get nervous when they need to be nervous, and the eldest lady is no exception.

"Mom, you are too anxious." Mingyou spoke to save Marie. He held Marie's hand holding the phone to his ear and said, "I haven't met Marie's parents yet."

"Confirming the relationship, huh? Is that all you need, son?"

"Hey, we have to be more formal. By the way, Mom, what does my dad do?"

"I'm tired from playing, so I'm going to sleep."

"Tired of playing? What can my dad do at his age?"

The passion between the old couple is still there. I hope he can have a younger brother to inherit the family business so that he can have more free time.

"Then let my dad talk to Mari after we meet Mari's parents. We'll go to bed first, Mom. It's quite late, you should also go to bed early."

"Oh? How are you going to sleep?"

Mani twisted Mingyou's ear again, he did it on purpose!

"Let me think about it. Mani only prepared a set of bedding and wouldn't let me go to the guest room. We were both sighing, Miss——"

"How can you be so shameless in front of your mother?

I won’t be happy with your personality of expressing your love for me anytime and anywhere, man—"

Li Qinghe felt nostalgic as he listened to his son being scolded on the phone.

When she was really the eldest princess, didn't she teach Tang Chengshun, who was still the prince, the same lesson?

Now she is already the princess consort of Prince Guoan, but both Tang Chengshun and the people of the Tang Dynasty still like to call her the eldest princess. This is probably the reason why Li Qinghe has always kept a young mentality.

It’s just that Tang Chengshun is no longer young. He just slacked off after calling herself “Princess”. This won’t do. He needs to continue exercising!

"It's great to be young." Li Qinghe said with a smile, "You should also take a rest. Good night."

"Good night, aunt!" Zhenli quickly picked up the phone and said respectfully. After Li Qinghe hung up the call, she put down the phone and glared at Mingyou who was grinning.

"Do you think I haven't prepared a guest room for you?"

Soon, Mingyou, who was seeking death, was driven to a cleaned guest room.

But he didn't go in. He sat at the door enjoying the breeze and the moon.

The Japanese-style room usually has a floor-to-ceiling door that opens into a courtyard, a typical Japanese style.

Mingyou called Marie.

"Miss, it's so cold in the yard."

"You are asked to go to the guest room."

"There's no sweet and soft young lady's body in the guest room to hold for warmth."

"Shut up!"

"Oh." Mingyou said jokingly, looking at the moon and smiling: "I thought the eldest lady would be more elegant, but she was shy just now when talking to my mother."

"Because it's your mother." Mari blushed again as she recalled the conversation she had just had with her future mother-in-law. "I remember you said that your aunt works in your company?"

Whether she can become the "future mother-in-law" depends on whether Mingyou can convince her father Kujo Toyue.

"Yeah, I'm staying at home anyway, so I'll help my dad run his small business."

"I feel like...your parents won't agree to you marrying into their family." Mari sighed.

If Mingyou's family conditions were very poor, it would be easy to solve. Zhenli was confident that he could get his father to agree that Mingyou would not change his surname, as long as one of the children had the surname Jiujo and the other Luo.

"Give me more children... Who wants to have more children with you, man—"

But Mingyou's family conditions are decent, and he is an only child, so this approach is not feasible.

"Don't worry about this, Miss. I will take care of it."

"Well, I believe you." Zhenli agreed to Mingyou verbally, while mentally planning how to prepare her father mentally these days.

She is not a little woman who needs to hide behind a man.

"Good night then, miss."

"...Is it not cold in the yard anymore?"

“The room was quite warm.”

"Then you'll just sleep in it all the time!"

A few minutes later, Mingyou sneaked back to Zhenli's room, opened the unlocked door, entered, and crawled into Zhenli's bed.

"Pervert, aren't you going to sleep in the guest room?"

"I want to sleep in the baby room."

"The baby room...you! The pervert--"

After some sweet talk, Zhenli added the sequel of loving you.

"Good night, pervert."