postscript

Early in the morning, Jiang Qian drove downstairs to Anjian.

After picking An Jian up, the two went to a nearby supermarket.

The two of them held hands and picked a lot of things along the way. At around 9:30, they bought things and returned to the downstairs of Jiangqian’s community.

Jiang Qian called Jiang Qian's mother and told her that she had bought all the items for her picnic.

Not long after, Fei Qing came downstairs.

Why are there only two of you, what about that guy?

Dad said it was rare to be together today, and he wanted to bring his painter with him and let us wait a little longer.

I'm always so slow, it's already ten o'clock.

Fei Qing couldn't help but complain, but she had no choice but to wait.

The sun is bright these days and the weather is very good. Fei Qing and An Jian made an appointment to have a picnic in the suburbs today.

Jiang Qian's mother dressed very gentle and graceful today.

The long floral skirt covered the hem of the skirt straight to the calves. A small piece of graceful calves exposed were wrapped in flesh-colored thin stockings, and a pair of sky-blue pointed flat shoes on their feet.

She used to be dressed in noble and elegantly. She suddenly changed into a long skirt and wore a very ladylike sun hat on her hair, which made Jiang Qian look sideways.

Girlfriend An Jian is wearing a light yellow knee-length skirt, slender and well-proportioned legs, transparent white stockings, and light gray ankle-length boots.

The snow-white and flawless skin is white and red. Standing beside Jiang Qian's mother, she is as dazzling as a pair of sisters.

Passers-by who were passing by the road frequently cast various stunning gazes at the two women.

An Jian felt a little embarrassed to be seen.

Jiang Qian's mother looked careless.

It was nearly half past ten, and when Jiang Qian's mother was gradually impatient, Jiang Qian's father's Santana finally arrived late.

Sorry, sorry, I'm late...

Jiang Qian's father looked at the black Mercedes-Benz next to Jiang Qian, and then looked at his old Santana. Four people are enough for each car. Should I drive your car or...

Jiang Qian and An Jian both looked at Jiang Qian's mother at the same time.

Jiang Qian's mother glared at him and said to her son.

After all, it was a car borrowed from someone else. He didn't feel sorry for his car if it was broken.

Jiang Qian grinned, and his mother made sense, so she took her dad's car to go.

Good.

Jiang Qian's father came over diligently to help move things.

Then the few people went to the suburbs with a chat and laugh.

As if they had a very tacit understanding, they came to the small hill where the family had picnicated a few years ago.

Jiang Qian's mother picked a suitable place, laid the tablecloth, and then took out the items one by one with An Jian.

There should be a lot of dry branches there, so you can use it as much as possible and get some ingredients for barbecue.Jiang Qian's father touched his chin and said.

Jiang Qian glanced at him and said: I'll go and pick up some, dad, please help mom.

no problem.

When An Jian heard her boyfriend's words, his eyes turned back and forth on Jiang Qian's parents and stood up immediately.

Jiang Qian and An Jian walked forward holding hands, leaving Jiang Qian's private space for Jiang Qian's father and Jiang Qian's mother in a tacit understanding.

After the two walked away, they looked back at the same time.

Seeing Jiang Qian's father busy by Jiang Qian's mother, An Jian lowered his voice and asked quietly.

Aunt Qing and Uncle Jiang, they have made up now, right?

Hearing this question, Jiang Qian shrugged.

I don't know either.

Ah?Aren’t they divorced now?An Jian was puzzled, and Uncle Jiang also went home to live. Did Aunt Qing not make up with him yet?

It wasn't divorced, but... Jiang Qian was also puzzled, it was different from what I thought.

Why are there different methods?

I thought that after the two of them worked together to successfully break these dozen murders, they should be eager to create love at the first time, but who knew that they looked very leisurely.

He glanced at his parents not far away and lowered his voice. They had not slept together yet.

When my mom went home to sleep, my dad was not there.My dad went home to sleep, but my mom didn't come back.

Are they sleeping in the same bedroom when they go home?

Ah, of course Ah.

An Jian was stunned when he heard this, what's going on?

Jiang Qian shrugged, I don’t know either, anyway, let it go.

An Jian understood a little, and she asked tentatively: Aunt Qing... She hasn't talked to Uncle Jiang about her boyfriend yet, right?

Jiang Qian held her hand and walked away a little before whispering to her.

No.My dad didn't ask my mom on his own initiative. It seems that he should have no plans to ask.My mother also had no intention of talking to him.

You just said... An Jian suddenly asked quietly, Aunt Qing doesn't go home to sleep sometimes, is she...

Jiang Qian knew she wanted to ask if Jiang Qian's mother was spending the night in her boyfriend's villa when she didn't go home to sleep.

He could only nod and said quietly to An Jian.

My mother went to her boyfriend to spend the night, and I secretly flipped it through it at noon yesterday. The two condoms that my mother had put in her bag before leaving the night before, but disappeared when she got home the next day. It should have been used by her boyfriend.

An Jian's face turned red when he heard this.

Then...they are now...

Jiang Qian smiled and said: It's not bad either. I already know that both of them actually love each other, that's enough, let it go.

You're pretty open-minded.An Jian couldn't help but say angrily.

Ha ha.

An Jian suddenly felt silent.

Sorry, Jiang Qian.

Didn't you say that? Needless to say sorry, it's not your business, let alone, I'm...

An Jian suddenly held Jiang Qian's hand and looked at him.

Jiang Qian, there is something, I want to ask you...

Jiang Qian looked back at her.

He paused and said: Is there anything about Sister Ning?

An Jian nodded slightly.

You know, you... the reason why you are like that is that everything is done by Sister Ning, don’t you hate her?

An Jian shook his head.

No matter what, I treat Sister Ning as my best friend. Besides, she now has your child and will wait for her to come out in the future. Even if you want to accept Sister Ning, I will...

Jiang Qian stopped her from talking.

He looked at An Jian gently and held her hand tightly: An Jian, you are so kind, don’t worry, I’m the same as you…

I can't hate Sister Ning at all.

Jiang Qian and An Jian picked up the branches. When they went back, they happened to see Jiang Qian's father saying something, which annoyed Jiang Qian's mother. They were kicked angrily by the latter's jade leg under the skirt, and fell straight on the grass behind, and fell four feet towards the sky.

After he got up, Jiang Qian's mother was so angry that she wanted to continue kicking him. Jiang Qian's father was so scared that he grabbed her feet, laughed in front of Jiang Qian's mother, and coaxed his wife for a long time with a angrily voice.

Only then did Jiang Qian's mother pull her legs back from his arms in anger.

An Jian couldn't help laughing at him, and leaned into Jiang Qian's ear and said quietly: Look at this, they can quickly get rid of the bumps in their hearts and reconcile them again.

Jiang Qian also nodded in agreement.

Two months later, Jiang Qian and An Jian finally got married.

There were many guests attending the wedding.

Especially Fei Qing's subordinates, almost all came to attend the wedding banquet.

Jiang Qian's mother and Jiang Qian's father, who attended, never stopped smiling throughout the whole process.

The two of them reconciled and lived together again.

As for Zuo Hanjiang, Jiang Qian's mother broke up with him peacefully.

Zuo Hanjiang was very generous, so they were still good friends after they broke up, and Zuo Hanjiang also attended Jiang Qian's wedding.

An Jian's parents watched Jiang Qian with their own eyes, put the ring on his daughter's hand, and their eyes were filled with tears of happiness.

An Jian, wearing a white wedding dress, saw that his parents' eyes were wet, and his originally festive smile couldn't help but turn red.

Seeing this, Jiang Qian's mother said to her softly during the meal: An Jian, today is a festive day, be happier.

Well, it made everyone laugh. I went to the backstage to make up and I will come soon.

Jiang Qian's mother nodded and went.

An Jian accused the guests during the meal and went to the hotel backstage to make up.

Jiang Qian, who is handsome and handsome in the groom's outfit, is accompanied by Jiang Qian's mother in a red cheongsam next to him, and is noble and beautiful. In addition, Jiang Qian's father refuses everyone to persuade the drinks and is very proud.

He Peng and other guests immediately took turns to take turns to fight.

The powder room in the hotel's backend.

An Jian sat in front of the makeup mirror, staring at the beautiful face in front of him, and took up the lipstick with a calm expression and slowly applied it to his lips.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with a fat and harmonious face came in.

He came behind An Jian and looked straight at the beautiful bride in the mirror with an extremely hot look.

At this time, An Jian, wearing a white wedding dress, suddenly stood up and turned around.

The slender hands wearing white gloves just held the fat man's neck, and his delicate red lips curled up a charming curve.

What's wrong? Jiang Gang... changed his face and couldn't recognize me anymore?

Wang Jiangang's fat and round eyes suddenly widened.

Unbelievable... Yao, it's really you...

Where is there any fake?

An Jian leaned to Wang Jiangang's face, kissed his red lips hard on his face, and the breath of Rulan vomited softly in his ear.

Fuck me.

Her words immediately made Wang Jiangang's eyes burst into flames of desire.

He almost brutally turned An Jian's body, lifted up her white gauze skirt, and took her snow-white silk underwear under her thighs.

Looking at the seductive white suspender stockings under An Jiansha's skirt and the wet mouth of the flower hole at this moment.

Wang Jiangang swallowed hard, quickly untied his belt, took off his pants, and pushed all the thick and hard things into An Jian's body.

Um……

An Jian lay on the dressing table, her white high heels raised slightly.

She was suffering from the fat man behind her and thrusting again and again, and her beautiful face was filled with seductive spring feelings.

The fat man moves very quickly.

He held An Jian's snow buttocks and his lower body went in and out violently on her body, bringing out bursts of water.

An Jian's tightness is far better than Su Yao before Su Ning was born.

He almost pinched off Wang Jiangang's penis.

Wang Jiangang gasped heavily and soon trembled violently on An Jian's body.

Um……

An Jian closed her eyes and enjoyed the man's squirting and erection.

Wang Jiangang gasped.

After ejaculation, a severe fatigue hit my heart.

He reluctantly pulled out his penis, looking at the slightly red and swollen flower hole, thick white semen slowly overflowing, so he quickly took the tissue on the table and wiped it clean.

An Jian tidied up his makeup, kissed Wang Jiangang's mouth, and returned to the hotel lobby.

An Jian, you, you are here...

Jiang Qian, whose face was flushed, saw An Jian come out and hurried over to hold her hand.

Jiang Qian, why do you drink so much?An Jian's face was full of pain.

Oh, the bride feels sorry?

Haha, it would be strange if the bride doesn’t feel sorry for her tonight.

You people... An Jian said angrily, don't get Jiang Qian drunk like this...

Haha, the bride is angry...

Alright, for the sake of the bride, Jiang Qian, I will let you go this time tonight!

Jiang Qian smiled.

An Jian held him, his blushing face full of happiness.

On the slender hand holding Jiang Qian's arm, the diamond ring that symbolized eternity was shining.

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