Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

After being misunderstood again, Youyou and Yaquan both stiffened a bit.

"Aunt Hong, it's not my boyfriend, just an ordinary friend."

Youyou's key was just inserted into the keyhole and looked at Aunt Hong with embarrassment.

Reminiscent of her posture at this time, it is no wonder she will be suspected.

I had known that she just insisted, let Ya Quan let her go.

"Isn't it a boyfriend?" Aunt Hong looked at You You's eyes, completely unbelieving, "Your feet are like this, why don't you let your boyfriend take you home?"

Aunt Hong, who was about to go downstairs to dance the square dance after dinner, looked at the two young men at the door, and she didn't want to leave when she was gossiping.

"Aunt Hong, I have no boyfriend."

When Youyou answered Aunt Hong's question, he unscrewed the door decisively.

If this were to let her parents know, they might ask her how to take a man home.

She still hurried into the house to hide, lest Aunt Hong asked too much.

Yaquan only glanced at Aunt Hong when she came out.

He was holding Yoyo, and then he hugged himself without squinting or making a sound.

"No boyfriend?"

As Aunt Hong walked forward, her eyes were all glued to Ya Quan's body.

"Youyou, this guy is good, you can just develop it."

When passing by Yaquan, Aunt Hong, who seemed to have a good impression of him, said to Youyou happily.

"..."

Listening to Aunt Hong's joking voice behind Youyou, she was so ashamed that she couldn't bear herself.

"You better let me down."

After the stainless steel door outside was opened, Yuyou looked at the wooden inner door and opened it in no hurry.

"The sixth floor is all carried up, so you don't need to jump in again and open the door quickly."

Ya Quan was serious about his baby face, and didn't mean to let Youyou down.

"..."

Youyou blinked his eyes a few times, and then he no longer insisted on opening the door.

Being held by Ya Quan, her sideways can truly feel Ya Quan's body temperature.

This warm body temperature, which was ignored by her before, suddenly made her afraid to argue with Ya Quan.

After both doors were opened, facing the dark room, Ya Quan hugged Youyou and walked inside.

"Wait, I'll turn on the light."

Youyou hurriedly called to Yaquan.

Her home is relatively small, and Yaquan has never been here, so don't hit anything.

"Where is the switch? Wait for me to turn it on."

Turning a blind eye to the darkness, Yaquan, who could vaguely see the indoor scenery, did not stop.

"It's next to the door, on the right." After Yuyou adapted to the darkness for a few seconds, she was very familiar with her home, reminding Yaquan, "A little bit forward is the sofa, don't hit it."

"Ok."

Yaquan walked to the sofa and stood still. As soon as he bent over, he placed Yuyou on the sofa with great precision.

After that, Yaquan put down his backpack and walked back to the door, closing the door before turning on the lights.

"You said that the light was broken, did you change it?"

Yaquan walked in.

"No."

In the bright light, Yoyo was still holding a cane in his hand.

She fell off before changing the light that day.

"Which lamp is broken? I'll change it for you."

Yaquan stood in the living room and looked up.

The two headlights in the living room are on. The one that is broken should not be the living room lamp

"The bathroom, the bathroom in my room."

Hearing that Yaquan wanted to change the light bulb for her, Yuyou did not refuse.

When her limbs were sound, she failed to change.

Now that she has a lame leg, she will definitely not change it again.

"which room?"

Ya Quan turned around and walked to the rooms on the right side of the living room.