He intentionally changed the topic, but Mrs. Qi was not easy to fool and would not let him succeed, "Don't turn the topic off for me, tell me honestly, that one can let you use your love personally Who is the woman who went to buy her pajamas."

As she spoke, she stared at Qi Helian's eyes that were almost the same as hers.

Looking at him tightly, he didn't dare to perfuse her under her nose.

But Qi Helian still tried his best to get around her question, "Your tone is not like a mother asking her son, but more like a wife suspecting that her husband is cheating."

As he said, he turned his head, looked at Madam Qi's head, and said in surprise: "Don't move, there is white hair."

Before Madam Qi could react, he stretched out his hand, picked out the white hair, pulled it off forcefully, and then handed it to Madam Qi to see, "Look, let you worry about it, the white hair is all out. "

Madam Qi glanced at the white hair, frowning and complaining to Qi Helian, "It's not your credit, it's almost 30, and I know the nonsense all day long, and I don't know when I can settle it down."

She said that she looked sad again.

Qi Helian looked carefully at the corner of his mother's eyes, and he could really see fine lines, and the hippie smile on his face gradually faded.

My mother started as a beauty pageant after five consecutive titles. Her impression was that her face was always full of collagen. How long has he not looked at her like this.

Qi Helian was feeling guilty, and Madam Qi suddenly looked at him again, "Is that girl..."

Here again, here again.

Just as Qi Helian was thinking about how to perfunctory, the mobile phone on the coffee table rang, his eyes quickly glanced at the caller ID, and when he saw the word'An Ning', he quickly reached out and picked up the phone and stood up to his mother. Said: "Mom, you continue to read the newspaper, I want to go out."

He talked and walked to the door. After a long walk, he answered the phone and whispered ‘hello’.

Madam Qi looked at the figure of her son disappearing at the door, frowning and sighing, "Hey, I feel like every time I come back, I just shake it in front of my eyes."

Lost and muttered, he lowered the corner of his mouth, looked down at the newspaper he was reading just now, and instantly lost his mind.

Suddenly, when she thought of something, her eyes lit up and she raised her head and shouted outside the door: "Old Liu."

Hearing her shout, a middle-aged man walked in respectfully, "Madam."

"Prepare the car and go to Helian's apartment." Madam Qi stood up, got up with great interest, looked down at her clothes, and took the little maid who happened to pass in front of her and asked: "Xiaozhen, what about my clothes? kind?"

The little maid seemed to have gotten used to Mrs. Qi's question. There was no unusual reaction, and she nodded back without hesitation: "Madam looks good in everything."

"Don't be perfunctory." Madam Qi rolled her eyes at the little maid and looked at her seriously: "Does it look young?"

The little maid smiled sincerely, "If the lady goes out without telling the age, I will believe that you are only thirty."

"I think so." Madam Qi let go of the little maid's arm, raised her chin triumphantly, turned and walked towards the door swayingly.

...

I didn’t have much appetite at first, but when I picked up the bowl, I drank a bowl of porridge. Putting down the bowl, Ji Anning raised his head and looked at Qi Helian on the opposite side, and smiled slightly: “Shao Qi really doesn’t know how to thank you , I'm already looking for a house, and I can move out in two days."