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472 Deep Love from His Mother-in-law

Her hand froze there as she held up his pajama bottoms. She didn’t know whether to compare it or not.

Fu Sinian suddenly wrapped his arms around the back of her head and carried her over.

Caught off guard, she bumped into him.

Her nose immediately ached, and tears streamed down her face.

Fu Sinian, that bastard!

He was really thinking about this all the time!

“I’m sweating a lot. I’m going to take a shower.” She wanted to escape.

She just did not know if Fu Sinian would give her a chance to escape.

“Okay, when you’re done showering, bring my suit in while you’re at it.”

Shi Qian was stunned. She quickly picked up her pajamas and walked out.

She really did not expect Fu Sinian to be so easy to talk to today.

When she came outside, she realized that something was still cooking in the kitchen.

“Mother, are you cooking something?” she asked Shi Qiuran.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s almost ready.” Shi Qiuran walked out of the kitchen. “Why are you out?”

Shi Qian was speechless.

When Shi Qiuran saw the pajamas in Shi Qian’s hand, she immediately understood. “You’re going to take a shower, right? Hurry up and take a shower.”

She walked towards the washroom.

She took her time showering today and only came out an hour later.

Then, without the hairdryer to dry her hair, she sat on the sofa in the living room.

Shi Qiuran glanced at her. “Why don’t you blow dry your hair?”

“It’s fine. I’ll wait for it to dry naturally.”

“You have so much hair. When will it dry naturally?”

“I’m not sleepy. Besides, it’s still early.” Shi Qian picked up the washed fruit on the table and took a bite.

After a while, Shi Qiuran saw that Shi Qian had no intention of entering. Instead, she was watching the television drama with relish.

She picked up the remote control and turned off the television.

“Mother, why aren’t you watching it anymore?”

“I’m a little tired, and my eyes aren’t feeling well after watching it for so long. I’ll watch the replay tomorrow when I’m free.”

Shi Qian picked up her phone again and leaned against the sofa to play with it.

Shi Qiuran stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

“Qian Qian, go get Sinian to come out for soup.”

Shi Qian was stunned for a moment. “Mother, what soup? What soup did you make for him again?”

“Don’t worry about it. Hurry up and call him when I tell you to,” Shi Qiuran urged.

Shi Qian put on her slippers helplessly and walked towards her room.

She knocked on the door and pushed it open a little.

Suddenly she caught a glimpse of Fu Sinian looking at her photo album.

She immediately rushed in, wanting to snatch it back.

Fu Sinian lifted it easily. No matter what, she couldn’t reach it.

“Where did you find it?”

“In the bottom box.” Fu Sinian was still flipping through it, relying on his height advantage.

“Give it back to me quickly!” Shi Qian crawled onto the bed and reached out to snatch it.

Fu Sinian threw the photo album onto the bed and picked Shi Qian up.

“You’ve seen pictures of me when I was young. Why aren’t I allowed to see yours?”

Shi Qian was immediately speechless.

“There were only a few photos when you were young. I didn’t see them on purpose.”

“You have a lot,” Fu Sinian said with a smile.

“My mother likes to take photos of me, so she left a lot of them.” After saying that, Shi Qian realized that she was still in his arms. “Put me down first.”

“No!”

Not only did Fu Sinian not let go of her, but he also kissed her on the lips.

“Wu~” Shi Qian’s breath was snatched away by him.

“Qian Qian, I asked you to call Sinian. Why hasn’t he come out yet?”

Shi Qiuran walked over. The door was not closed, and she happened to see the two of them being intimate.

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