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He Is Warmer Than Time

Chapter 642
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642 Don’t mess with me again after you get out of prison

Although he enjoyed the feeling of her dependence on him, he still didn’t want her to be nervous all the time at his house. He looked up and said, ” “Don’t keep surrounding her.”

“Aiyo, you know how to protect your own,” the eldest brother and sister-in-law teased.

Yang Haitao held her hand tightly. she’s my girlfriend, I’ll definitely protect her. Just do what you need to do, don’t crowd around us.

Although the brothers and sisters-in-law wanted to continue teasing her, they only had one precious little brother. It was not easy for him to find a beautiful female college student. They couldn’t really scare her away, so they all listened to him and scattered elsewhere.

Song Xuan finally heaved a sigh of relief. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and showed it to yang Haitao, ” “My back is all wet.”

“Are you that nervous?” yang Haitao smiled at her.

“I’m really nervous.” Song Xuan’s face was slightly red.

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Her family was simple. Her mother passed away early, and ever since Shen mengfang was born, her father had been rather distant towards the two sisters. Song ran and her always had a lot of fun.

She had never experienced such a passionate family before, so she was really nervous.

Yang Haitao patted the back of her hand. don’t be afraid. They like you. That’s why they’re always asking you all these questions.

Song Xuan nodded. yes, I know. I’m just not used to it yet. I’ll get used to it after a few more times.

“Do you still want to continue?” yang Haitao smiled slyly.

Song Xuan wanted to bite her own tongue. It seemed that she was really too nervous. She was so nervous that she spoke incoherently. Her face turned even redder, ” “I ***************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************

It seemed like nothing would be appropriate.

Yang Haitao patted the back of her hand and said, ” “Okay, okay, okay. If you want to come, I’ll come with you.”

Song Xuan glared at him. This man was teasing her on purpose. How despicable.

In order to ease her anxiety, yang Haitao turned on the TV for her to watch. His family was quite understanding as they were all moving around somewhere else. Fortunately, his house was big enough and the yard was big enough. Song Xuan’s anxiety was slightly relieved.

When it was time for lunch, song Xuan followed yang Haitao into the dining room. When she saw the table, she thought, ” it’s a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

Song Xuan almost vomited blood. The Yang family was too enthusiastic.

Yang Haitao pulled her hand and sat her down. Yang Zhiguo picked up the wine song Xuan brought and said happily, ” “Yingluo, you don’t have to bring any gifts in the future. Just order whatever you want.”

“Okay, I’ll order whatever I want,” song Xuan smiled.

While she was telling the other party to order whatever they wanted, the other party had just picked up their chopsticks when seven or eight hands from the Yang family reached over and each of them picked up a dish with their chopsticks and sent it into her bowl.

“You’re eating chicken gizzards?”

“Eat the crawfish!”

“Beef Pixiu.”

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Song Xuan lowered her head and saw that the small bowl was already filled with vegetables. She did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Yang Haitao’s eyes swept across his family members ‘faces and he said, ” “Can’t you guys be more casual?”

“You’re quite casual,” the family members laughed.

Yang Haitao’s mouth twitched. He took three chicken legs from song Xuan’s bowl and gave them to his little nephew and niece.”Auntie can’t eat that much. You guys eat too.”

“It’s not Auntie, it’s Auntie,” the little nephew said innocently.

Song Xuan choked again. Yang Haitao quickly patted her back. Song Xuan felt that ever since she entered yang Haitao’s house, she had been in a mess.

what Auntie? ” yang Haitao pretended to be angry. you have to call her Auntie.

“Since mommy said so, you should call her little Auntie,” the little nephew refused to comply.