Senior help me chase him back

Ten minutes later, Cheng Qiao, Lu Minghui, Xia Mo, Zheng Shaoyun and Song Xiuyang's mother appeared together in the milk tea shop opposite the school.

Originally, Lu Minghui and the others wanted to say hello to Song Xiuyang's mother and ran away, but who knew that Song's mother stayed behind.

None of them knew what it meant for Song's mother to appear here today. Thinking about Cheng Qiao's situation, they agreed to stay together.

At the end of Xia, he was speechless when he saw the twitching behavior of the big boys. He could only walk up to Mother Song and suggested that he go to the milk tea shop outside the school.

Seeing that Xia Mo is so thoughtful, Mother Song is very satisfied with this girl.

After arriving at the milk tea shop, it was naturally Cheng Qiao who entertained her. She politely invited Mother Song to sit down and asked her what she wanted to drink.

What flattered him was that Mother Song followed him to buy milk tea, and said something unclear, "I heard from Yang Yang that you love milk tea?"

Cheng Qiao touched her earlobe shyly and nodded.

"Let's go, go back and sit down."

Cheng Qiao and Song's mother sat facing each other, and as for Xia Mo, Lu Minghui and Zheng Shaoyun sat at the adjacent table, mainly because the milk tea shop didn't have a big table, but the three of them were also very lucky that the milk tea shop didn't have such a big table.

Cheng Qiao clasped his hands restlessly and put them on his lap. The table was so high that it covered half of his body and his embarrassment.

Mother Song remained silent until Xia Mo and Lu Minghui delivered the milk tea to Cheng Qiao and Mother Song.

"Let me come." Mother Song said in a gentle tone, and took Cheng Qiao and her milk tea.

Because Cheng Qiao was too nervous, she took a step slowly. She could only watch as Mother Song took out a handkerchief and wiped the straw, inserted/put it in, and handed it to Cheng Qiao, "Drink it."

Cheng Qiao glanced at Song's mother suspiciously, took the milk tea carefully, and glanced at Song's mother, she did not touch the milk tea in front of her.

Under Song's mother's gaze, Cheng Qiao could only lower her head and take a sip.

Song's mother saw his nervousness, and wanted to call his friends together, thinking that he could relax, but who knew that the child was even more tense.

Helpless, she could only confess her purpose first.

"I know everything about you and Yangyang."

The three of Lu Minghui held milk tea and eavesdropped.

Cheng Qiao held the cup and listened quietly. At least three bloody plots had already appeared in his mind, and he was waiting for Song's mother to express her feelings.

"It stands to reason that I shouldn't ask about the affairs of the two of you." Song's mother looked at Cheng Qiao and gasped, which made Cheng Qiao more and more nervous.

"Yes, Auntie, you continue." Will the following words be forced to separate them?

"I heard that your parents are university professors?"

Cheng Qiao held the cup tightly, perhaps because of too much force, his knuckles turned white.

"Well, a teacher from Beijing Institute of Technology."

There was a trace of appreciation in Song's mother's eyes, "It seems that your tutor is good."

Is this all about tutoring?Cheng Qiao didn't say anything, it was difficult for him to answer.

"Why didn't you study at your parents' university? As far as I know, your home is there."

"It's somewhat rebellious. When I grow up, I always want to stay away from my parents."

This is the truth, Mother Song nodded.

"Are you an only child?"

Cheng Qiao nodded silently, the temperature of her palm suddenly rose, and the milk tea became hotter and hotter.

"So is Yangyang."

"I heard from my senior." Cheng Qiao was really going crazy.

"You majored in physics?"

"Hmm." Cheng Qiao's heart was pounding, what did Song Xiuyang's mother mean?Can you speak clearly? If you ask him sentence by sentence, he is really going to die.

"Are you nervous?" Song's mother saw that Cheng Qiao had been holding the milk tea, her face was tense, "I came here to chat with you, you don't have to be so nervous."

Cheng Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

Can he not be nervous?Future mother-in-law!Can he not be nervous! ?

"Auntie, tell me, I'm listening."

"Do you still like the Valentine's Day gift that Yangyang gave you?"

"like."

"The time is too short. I wanted to prepare something for you myself, but Yang Yang insisted on not letting me go, saying that I might scare you. I didn't scare you today, did I?"

"No, no...hehe..." Auntie, can you be more straightforward, I really can't breathe when you are like this.

"That's good. My car is outside. I brought you some snacks that boys like to eat. Yang Yang doesn't like to eat snacks at home. I don't know what you like to eat, so I just stopped by the supermarket and bought some. I don’t know if you like food or not, but if you have anything you want to eat, you can tell me, my aunt’s house is closer to your university, so it’s convenient to send you something.”

Wait... The more Cheng Qiao listened, the more he didn't understand. Didn't he come to ask questions?Why did you still send something?

Cheng Qiao raised her head and interrupted Mama Song, "Auntie, didn't you come to break us up?"

Mother Song was obviously taken aback, and then looked at Lu Minghui, Xia Mo and Zheng Shaoyun, a little incomprehensible, "The image I gave you is an evil mother-in-law?"

"Pfft..." Xia Mo couldn't help laughing, "No, no, auntie, we watched too many dramas at [-] o'clock, please continue."

Mother Song looked away with a smile and looked at Cheng Qiao, thinking that the child was nervous because of this, and quickly explained, "Don't worry, Auntie came here because she was curious about you. When Yang Yang told me about you, I wanted to come, he said He found me a very handsome son, I didn't believe it at first, who is as handsome as my son."

When Mama Song mentioned Song Xiuyang, her brown eyes lit up and she looked proud.

"On New Year's Eve, he came home without saying a word, brought a box of things, and told me to send them over on Valentine's Day. Yang Yang never asked me for anything from his father on weekdays. The things he gave you He personally asked his father to order the books half a year ago, the only copy, and the cups were also prepared half a year ago. So I was very curious about you at the time, whose child made him do it like this Xin, I pestered him to ask for your photo."

"Auntie saw you face to face and immediately understood that it was handsome, even more handsome than my son. At that time, she dragged him and told me a lot about you, so he went to your house late on New Year's Eve."

Lu Minghui, who was sitting by the side, couldn't calm down anymore. On New Year's Eve, his father Yang came to see Cheng Qiao?He doesn't know anything!But Xia Mo beside him was concerned about another issue, unexpectedly Song Xiuyang's mother was also a face control.

Cheng Qiao was a little embarrassed by Song's mother's praise, "Auntie praised me, I'm not as good as you said."

"Auntie is not here today to break up you. I went to see your principal just now. Auntie knows what happened last night. Don't worry, we son of the Song family, Auntie will never let you suffer."

Being told by Song's mother, Cheng Qiao felt even more ashamed. Did Song Xiuyang know about the post bar?

"Yangyang should have come forward in this matter, but he can't come back from abroad, so it's the same with Auntie. Good boy, don't have any burdens, just be generous. If you have any difficulties in the future, tell Auntie."

Cheng Qiao could only nod on the opposite side.

"Let's exchange WeChat? If you have anything to do, you can contact Auntie.

"..." Cheng Qiao picked up the phone tremblingly, and scanned each other with Song's mother. Song's mother immediately opened Cheng Qiao's circle of friends when she got to WeChat, and saw that the child's post was getting more and more serious. from ear to ear.

"Well, Qiao Qiao, it's okay for Auntie to call you like that."

Cheng Qiao blinked, "Okay, Auntie, you can call me whatever you want."

"Okay, how about taking pictures with Auntie?"

Cheng Qiao: "...OK."

With the help of Xia Mo, the two took the first group photo. Mother Song looked at the group photo and smiled with satisfaction. Since Cheng Qiao and the others still had classes, she didn't say anything more, but just took a few photos before leaving. A child called her to the car parked at the school gate and asked the driver to remove several boxes of snacks from the car.

After Cheng Qiao and the others looked at the pile of "some" snacks in front of them that was almost higher than them, they had a new definition of "some".

On the way back, Cheng Qiao's three big and small guys moved three boxes of things to the dormitory. The scene was really spectacular.

After seeing her son's boyfriend again, Ms. Song fell in love with her son, sent the child away, and immediately sent a message in Moments with a photo of her and Cheng Qiao.

My son's boyfriend~~ Youmu is very handsome!Lick the screen!

Half an hour later, Cheng Qiao, who was sitting in the classroom and saw this message, petrified on the spot.

Hehe... Aunt Song, um~~ is not so cute.

After reading the comments, Song Xiuyang liked it and commented: Your son has vision!

Cheng Qiao touched her little heart.

What kind of treasure mother and son are these, he likes them so much!

Just as Song's mother said, the Song family came forward to resolve the matter, and the school teacher did not call Cheng Qiao to the office about this matter, and this matter was spread among the students for a while, but it didn't stop.

But the only thing that made Cheng Qiao a little bit embarrassed was Mother Song. Since the two met that day, her old man came to the school every now and then, either to give food or clothes. He thoughtfully called Lu Minghui and the others, everyone should feel embarrassed.

Cheng Qiao finally understood where Song Xiuyang learned how to take care of others. The mother and son had exactly the same routine.

Sometimes Cheng Qiao wondered if Song Xiuyang had said something to his mother, because recently there was obviously more health-preserving soup in his meals.

In the evening, Cheng Qiao finally waited for the video time agreed with Song Xiuyang. While complaining that he was getting fat, he whispered to see if Song Xiuyang had said something to his mother.

Cheng Qiao glanced at Lu Minghui and Zheng Shaoyun who were eavesdropping on his call with their ears pricked up, told Song Xiuyang to wait a minute, took the earphones from the drawer, and cast a smug look at Lu Minghui and Zheng Shaoyun. Looking at Song Xiuyang, he said, "You can talk now."

At this time, Song Xiuyang was lazily leaning against the head of the bed. Because he had just woken up, his brows were more hazy than when he just woke up. He touched the corner of his nose and replied, "Mom knows we are together."

Cheng Qiao was not surprised, "Didn't Auntie know about it?"

Song Xiuyang on the other side of the camera deliberately coughed twice, "It's the one together." Afraid that Cheng Qiao would not understand, he deliberately said, "Milk, you understand."

Cheng Qiao blushed immediately, "You said this!"

Song Xiuyang glanced at the time, got out of bed with his mobile phone, and said as he walked, "I didn't want to, but didn't you notice that your mother-in-law went to school more and more often?"

Cheng Qiao blushed and thought about it carefully, yes, from once a week at the beginning to twice a week, recently his mother-in-law can't wait to see him every day.

"Do you know why?" Song Xiuyang walked to the table, poured himself a glass of water, and gulped it down.

Because he was holding the mobile phone, the picture captured his rolling Adam's apple better, Cheng Qiao stared straight at him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why-wh-what?"

Hearing Cheng Qiao's voice, Song Xiuyang paused his drinking hand, put down the cup and looked at Cheng Qiao, who was blushing and slightly raised lips, and asked intentionally, "What's wrong?"

"Senior." Cheng Qiao swallowed deliberately, and continued, "I want to drink milk."

Song Xiuyang chuckled, "Don't worry, it will be soon, I will be able to go back in half a month."

Cheng Qiao deliberately ignored his fiery gaze, fearing that she would lose face in the dormitory, "You haven't said what you asked and told auntie..."

"Oh, she was afraid that I would let you run away, so she said to help me look after you, and told me that I could cook rice when I came back this time."

Cheng Qiao: "...Auntie's thoughts...hehe...so you told her...us?"

"I can only reassure her that you are already mine and you can't run away"

Cheng Qiao: "...Your mother and son are really real mother and son."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Cheng Qiao was speechless and didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he just hung up the phone, he gasped desperately to make himself less embarrassed, but Lu Minghui walked up to him and threw a box of pure milk at him.

Cheng Qiao was a little puzzled holding the pure milk, "Why are you giving me this?"

"Look at your potential! Don't you just want to drink milk! Those who don't know think you are begging for sex/love! Drink it! Your mother-in-law gave me a lot of milk!"

Cheng Qiao held the milk and wanted to cry, "... how can I have it!"

Well, he admits he has!