Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

"Consummate the house, you two must consummate the house tonight."

The old lady Shang sat in the main seat, with a serious face and a tone that could not be questioned.

Song Xing was also drinking soup, and almost choked when he heard this.

She raised her head and looked timidly at the man opposite.

The man didn't look at her, but was eating the steak slowly, wiped his mouth with the tablecloth slowly after eating the steak, and finally looked at the old lady slowly, with a low and gentle voice: "Grandma, Xing is still young, this There is no rush."

Seeing her grandson's casual attitude, Mrs. Shang was even annoyed, and replied unceremoniously: "She is still young, how old are you now?"

Seeing that he couldn't get past the usual excuses, the man had no choice but to say, "I have to go to the company tonight, there is an important overseas video conference."

"Don't use your work as a shield. Don't say that I asked Secretary Zhou earlier. Even if you are going to hold a shareholders' meeting tonight, you have to consummate this house before going there."

After all, the old lady beckoned.

Aunt Yu brought two bowls of dark soup: "Young master, young mistress, this is a soup for you to nourish your blood and nourish your energy, drink it while it's hot."

What kind of soup is this? Even an ignorant person like Song Xing guessed it in his heart.

Instantly his face turned red.

The man looked at the soup in front of him and frowned, and finally sighed helplessly: "Grandma, twisted melons are not sweet."

"The twisted melon is not sweet, but it quenches your thirst. I don't understand. You are also in your twenties, so you don't have any needs? You are at the age of a wolf and a tiger, and you have a charming, young and beautiful wife by your side. If you don't even touch it, is there really something unspeakable, if that's the case, I'll call Dr. Xia right away, this matter can't be delayed..."

"grandmother!"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk, you two quickly drink the soup and go upstairs, today is an auspicious day, maybe there will be a star once, and I will be able to hold my great-grandson next year."

Song Xing also kept his head down, pinching the hem of his dress with his fingers, his face looked like a boiled shrimp.

The man went upstairs after all, but he didn't drink the bowl of soup.

The old lady Shang turned to Song Xingye again, coaxing: "My good boy, I know you are young and have never experienced this kind of thing, but women have to go through this, not to mention you and Yu Qian are a legitimate couple, don't worry about it." Shy, if he doesn't want to, you can work hard on other aspects, presumably Mrs. Yu has taught you, although Yu Qian is usually not close to women, but I don't believe that a lively beauty can take off naked and stand In his presence, he would be indifferent."

Song Xingye's face was already red enough to bleed, and his voice was weak: "Grandma, I understand."

The old lady looked relieved: "It's better to save me from worrying, and drink the soup quickly."

Song Xing had no choice at all, so he could only obediently drink the soup and go upstairs.

Song Xing also went to his room first, and opened a wardrobe, which contained all kinds of sexy pajamas.

Song Xing also picked out a black lace nightdress, because only this one is not transparent.

After changing his clothes, Song Xing also looked at himself in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror is tall and slender, her slender waist is outlined by a lace nightdress, and her fair skin is really creamy, but after all, she is still young, and she looks like a budding flower, green and tender. good.

I don't know if he is satisfied with such a body, but when he thinks about it, his face and body are stained with a layer of crimson.

Song Xing didn't dare to go any further, took a deep breath, turned and left the room.

Soon, Song Xing was standing at the door of Shang Yuqian's room.

She pinched the nightdress on both sides of her arms with her fingers. The touch of silk was cold, but her palms were already sweating.

Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she knocked hard on the door.

The door opened quickly.

Shang Yuqian appeared at the door in a nightgown, obviously he had also taken a shower.

Seeing Song Xingye who suddenly appeared at the door, his originally plain pupils suddenly shrank, and then he frowned slightly, and his voice was always calm: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Song Xing also quickly lowered her head, a sense of shame creeping up her heart, her voice was very small: "It's grandma..."

Of course Shang Yuqian knew what was going on.

"I...can I come in?" Song Xing bit the bullet and asked despite his unfavorable start.

Shang Yuqian watched her eyes deepen, but finally opened the door.

He looked at the girl's exposed snowy back, and his eyebrows twitched for no reason.

Song Xing was also brought back by the old lady. When she came to the store, she was still young. At that time, the old lady brought her to him and said, "Ah Qian, this is your future wife. You must cultivate your relationship well." .”

He never took the old lady's words to heart, after all, he was just a fluffy girl.

Unexpectedly, a month ago, when she had just turned [-], the old lady secretly took their household registration books and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for a marriage certificate.

Thinking of this, Shang Yuqian had a headache.

What made her even more headache was the back, Song Xing also turned around suddenly, and immediately put his arms around his neck, his voice was also unbelievably soft: "Well, do you like to be on the bed or the sofa..."

With a bang, Shang Yuqian felt as if someone had dropped a bomb.

He almost couldn't stand it.

His eyes also naturally fell on the girl. The pure and pure body formed a strong contrast with the black lace dress on her body, but also because of this contradiction, it gave people a strong visual impact, like struggling in the mud. The snow-white lotus that came out was so clean and beautiful that people had the urge to destroy her.

Especially from this angle, you can still see the girl's delicate collarbone, and under the collarbone...

Shang Yuqian's eyes were dark, his throat rolled calmly, and his voice carried a hint of warning: "Song Xingye, do you know what you are doing now?"

Of course Song Xing also knew.

In fact, she was also terrified to the extreme, she didn't dare to look Shang Yuqian in the eyes.

She was a little afraid of this man since she was a child. Although she was raised in a merchant since she was a child, she was with this man.

real!of!No!cooked!

In the past ten years, she has seen Shang Yuqian only a handful of times.

Not long after she came, Shang Yuqian went abroad to study, and it took five years since she left. After returning to China, he took over the position of chairman of Shangsheng Group. Living in school, the two of them would go home to have dinner with the old lady only during the holidays.

Because of the large age gap, the two of them seldom talked, and most of the time it was him who cared about her studies in an elder tone.

But Song Xing has always known that even though they are eight years apart, he is not the elder, she is his future husband.

Song Xing finally summoned up his courage and raised his head. A pair of apricot eyes met his obsidian-like deep eyes, and said word by word: "I'm seducing you!"