[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

In the next month, the two of them lived a happy life as a young couple, except for the subtle changes in their relationship with Ms. Tang, there was not much ups and downs.

In order to win Ms. Tang, Cheng Yourang's culinary skills improved by more than 01:30.

This month, Ms. Tang appeared at home as many times as middle school students go home on vacation, at least once a week.

According to Qi Chi, she didn't care about her own life before, but now she comes here every now and then just to see her daughter-in-law.

As for Ms. Tang's arrival, Cheng Yourang's thought was - tired, really tired.

Ms. Tang followed the previous style, and every time she came, she brought a lot of dishes made by celebrity chefs who were said to be there, and she also forced Cheng Yourang to cook, so that Qi Chi could choose who to eat.

Of course, the man in love doesn't take it seriously to please his mother, and he never moves his chopsticks away from the dishes his boyfriend cooks.

This made Ms. Tang, who deliberately provoked her, very embarrassed, and wanted to taste how delicious the daughter-in-law there was.

After knowing the taste of his dishes, Ms. Tang came with a few more dishes the next day, and asked Cheng Yourang to cook these dishes, so she wanted to see if he cooked every dish deliciously.

Cheng Yourang was so scared that he didn't dare to go home with Qi Chi for several days, and he was thinking about whether he should enroll in a class to improve his cooking skills.

In the end, a book can be published, and the name is all ready, it is called - "The Cultivation of a Cooking God - I Rely on Food to Control the Future Mother-in-law"

Ms. Tang persevered, and the time of her visit was not fixed.Once they were messing around on the sofa, and Ms. Tang opened the door and came in. For a while, it was hard to tell who was more embarrassed than who.

From then on, Qi Chi ordered her to tell herself in advance every time she came, that if Cheng Yourang wasn't here, she wouldn't use it.

This rule made Ms. Tang so angry that she didn't come here for a week.

The two of them started messing around again that day, and suddenly they heard a doorbell.

Qi Chi was unhappy about being disturbed, and went out to open the door with a gloomy face.

Cheng Yourang also knew that Ms. Tang probably came again.In this family, except for Xiao He who is occasionally called to deliver things, only Ms. Tang will come.

He was not in a hurry to go out to meet people, he packed himself up first, changed into dry clothes, and then went out.

As a result, in the picture, his hair was half dry, and he was holding a towel in his hand, standing in front of the three people with big thorns.

The family of three sat on the sofa and looked at him in unison, each with their own thoughts.

He neither moved forward nor retreated, and was finally led by Qi Chi to sit on the sofa.

Cheng Yourang silently lowered the hand holding the towel to his side, but Qi Chi picked it up.He had brought this to him originally. They were taking a shower before Ms. Tang entered the door, and he went out without wiping his hair. This was what he used to dry his hair.

It's just that in this situation, even if Qi Chi got the towel, he could only treat himself as a bald man, and he didn't dare to show it on his head for a long time.

"Wipe your hair, don't catch a cold for a while." Ms. Tang didn't look at the wet hair of both of them, and tried to ease the atmosphere while feeling the low pressure between the father and son, "Why is the air conditioner turned on so low? It’s really not afraid of the cold.”

Ms. Tang spoke first, and Father Qi, who was sitting next to her, also nodded, and Qi Chi finally picked up a towel and quickly wiped his hair.Cheng Yourang silently raised the temperature of the air conditioner by a few degrees.

"Dad, this is Xiao Rang."

After wiping his hair, he slowly introduced.

Cheng Yourang kept a polite smile on his face: "Hello, Uncle."

Father Qi glanced at him indifferently, but ignored him.Instead, he looked around his room, and then slowly said: "It's been so many years, except for your stubborn temper, the others have not improved at all."

Qi Chi: "Isn't it working time now? You don't have to keep scolding me with such words."

Father Qi let out a light snort, and immediately brought out the aura honed by years of business circles.

So the next thing was, Cheng Yourang sat on the side, silently listening to the father and son choking each other, and it was uncomfortable to run away.

When the two of them finally talked to the point where it was too much to say, Father Qi got up and went straight to the door.

Ms. Tang, who hadn't spoken much, got up quickly to follow.Before leaving, he did not forget to step on the feet of his son in slippers.

"I sent you a message half an hour earlier saying that your dad is coming, you were moved out of the signal area, right?"

Qi Chi slowly remembered the mobile phone he had forgotten in the study, and reached out to grab Ms. Tang's hand: "Look at him, don't scare your daughter-in-law."

This time, it wasn't just him, even Cheng Yourang was given an extra look, and Ms. Tang left in a hurry.

After they left, Qi Chi held Cheng Yourang in his arms and did a wave of psychological training, but Cheng Yourang pushed him away.

"It's not that I don't know that your parents don't like me, and it's not necessarily me that they don't like. As long as you don't find a girlfriend, they won't like it."

Cheng Yourang told the truth mercilessly, and then hooked his ear again: "It doesn't matter if they don't like me, you have to work harder and become financially independent as soon as possible, otherwise you can go back to eat the old man in the future, what should I do?" ah?"

Qi Chi didn't expect him to see it so thoroughly, he squeezed him a little bit with a wry smile, and agreed: "Okay, work hard for our little treasury."

But the reality is far from as good as they imagined, at least Qi Chi's current top leader is still his father.

Since that brief meeting, Qi's father never came to his house again, but the chances of Cheng Yourang to meet Qi Chi became less and less.

First, he worked continuously for half a month, leaving get off work later than when Cheng Yourang went to bed to get ready for bed, and then he was arranged to go on a business trip, first went to Linshi for a few days, and then asked him to go abroad to discuss cooperation after he came back.

Qi Chi couldn't see that the leader did it on purpose, but he couldn't do it for a while if he really wanted to resign.

He could only make up his mind the day before he was going to go abroad, and asked Cheng Yourang to make up another reason not to go home, and waited for him directly in his house.

As soon as he opened the door at night and came back, Cheng Yourang could smell the strong smell of alcohol.He endured the discomfort and helped him to sit on the sofa, and while taking off his suit jacket, he scolded: "You called me here because you were afraid that you would drink too much and no one would take care of you? Then you are better than me at finding a nanny."

Qi Chi watched him untie his tie, reached out and unbuttoned his shirt a few times, pulled him into his arms, and kissed his lips when he was struggling.

After only staying for a short while, Qi Chi smiled at him: "I was called to a dinner party, and I really don't want to go. I'll take a shower first, and it won't taste good after washing."

Cheng Yourang got up from him and nodded, "Go."

"Not a piece?"

"How bad you smell yourself, I don't want my nose to be smoked."

Qi Chi stood up and gave him a hug, picked up the clothes he had just taken off, and tremblingly entered the bathroom.

When he came out, Cheng Yourang was already lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

He rushed over and hugged him, and deliberately rubbed against his face: "Do you still smell of wine?"

"Go away, I'm playing a game!"

Cheng Yourang ruthlessly pushed him aside, impatient with his pestering, and kicked him directly.

It wasn't until after playing a game that he finally cared about this heartbroken boyfriend. He turned off his phone and took the initiative to hug him, buried his head in his neck and shoulders and sniffed: "It smells so good, it doesn't smell like alcohol at all."

The heartbroken man who had seen the true face of this boyfriend for a long time did not answer, and turned his face away.

Cheng Yourang poked his face with his hand, and found that he still didn't respond, and hugged him from behind like an octopus: "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

The person who was acted like a spoiled child was still unmoved, and the person who was wrapped around him became a little tighter.

"Kiss me, husband!"

Qi Chi's throat tightened. Not only was he suddenly acting like a baby to himself, but he had already predicted that if he was shameless at this time, Cheng Yourang might ruthlessly push him away again in the next second. That kick was a little harder.

So he responded quickly, turned around and hugged him, and pressed his pink lips without any hesitation.

Cheng Yourang reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, but Qi Chi grabbed his hand behind his hand.

"Don't close it, I want to watch you."

Cheng Yourang, who couldn't move at all, acquiesced in his behavior.

"When will you leave tomorrow?"

"The plane tomorrow morning will go to work normally in the morning."

"How long?"

"I'm not sure yet. It may take about a week. I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

"Well," Cheng Yourang snorted, "I'm going to take graduation photos next weekend, and I want you to come."

Qi Chi didn't forget that his boyfriend is still a college student, but he didn't even notice that his boyfriend was graduating, so he felt guilty for a while, and kissed him on the back of the neck: "I will come."

They are only in their twenties, but he always laments that they met too late and fell in love too late.

He was unable to attend when he entered the university, but he was very grateful that he had reserved an important position for himself when he graduated.