Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 416 - 198. Heading Toward the Christmas at the End o

After putting it on, she hooked her finger under Dubian Che’s chin and sized up his face from left to right, laughing teasingly,

"Pretty cute."

"It really suits you, Mr. Dubian," Kiyono’s mother praised with an appreciative glance.

"I was the one who picked it out," Mrs. Jiutiao said.

Kiyono Lin seed a bit concerned as she looked at the antlers on top of Dubian Che’s head, and then her gaze moved to his hand wrapped around Jiutiao ijie’s waist.

"Boys don’t need to be cute," Dubian Che let go and helplessly touched the antlers on his head.

"We three mothers will prepare the cake and dishes for you; please go and decorate the Christmas tree," Mrs. Kiyono called out.

"Okay."

They didn’t head to the kitchen; the servants had already put the ingredients and cooking utensils required for making the cake and dishes on a mobile kitchen cart.

The two mothers began to crack eggs and weigh flour.

In the middle of it all, Mrs. Kiyono started a Christmas song CD they’d bought, and as the mothers cooked, they humd along to the songs, looking very happy.

They occasionally reminisced about Christmas when they were younger.

Over by the Christmas tree, Dubian Che climbed up the ladder while the two beautiful girls handed him decorations and directed how to adorn it.

"Light up the whole tree? What era of decoration is that?"

"Jiutiao, do you understand what tradition is?"

"Tradition? You an sothing that can’t keep up with the tis and is destined to be eliminated as defective?"

"Defective? Relying on being born later, looking down on the wisdom of our ancestors—that’s the third most incurable thing after ’lying is necessary’ and ’there’s nothing wrong with liking legs.’"

Dubian Che: "..."

After arguing for a long ti, when each of them saw the other’s impatience, sohow that only ranked third, with the first and second both being him.

"Mr. Dubian," as if sensing his inner thoughts, Kiyono Lin looked over, "Should we add lights to the Christmas tree?"

"Tell her, Dubian," Jiutiao ijie spoke with folded arms in a tone that said ’you know best what to do.’

Looking down from the ladder, their chests... Dubian Che’s head swam.

He could only plead for help from outside the ring!

"Mom, Mrs. Kiyono, what do you think?" His gaze shot over that way, then quickly he had to pull it back.

True to form as ladies, the situation had gotten even worse.

But it was precisely because they were there that he could avoid the chaotic scene before his eyes!

"Mr. Dubian, you can call mom too," Mrs. Kiyono said while expertly beating the eggs.

"..."

What kind of developnt is this?

A chill ran up the ladder.

"Are you trying to snatch my son-in-law? That’s not allowed," Mrs. Jiutiao stated while placing a chicken in the oven.

"How could that be, I was thinking of taking Mr. Dubian as an adopted son, by the way," Mrs. Kiyono suddenly asked like it just occurred to her, "When is your birthday, Mr. Dubian? I’m wondering if you’re Lin’s older brother or younger brother."

"...June 6th."

"Oh my!" Mrs. Kiyono paused from her egg-beating, "The sa day as our Lin, what a coincidence."

"Yup, I was quite surprised when I found out too," Kiyono Lin said with a smile.

"Dubian," Jiutiao ijie pointed to the ground.

aning: Co down.

Only an idiot would go down!

To think chaotic scenes were everywhere!

"Mrs. Jiutiao, Mrs. Kiyono, should we put lights on the Christmas tree?" Dubian Che quickly steered the topic back.

"Shall we?" Mrs. Kiyono looked inquiringly at Mrs. Jiutiao.

Mrs. Jiutiao took off the oven mitts, "It’ll look better with lights, and later we can turn them off to get more of a Christmas atmosphere."

"So we’re putting them on?" Dubian Che asked Jiutiao ijie.

Jiutiao ijie, despite herself, relaxed her fierce expression.

"Right, Mr. Dubian, didn’t I say earlier you could call mom?" Mrs. Kiyono suddenly interjected.

Jiutiao ijie’s charming and lovely face tightened again.

’Mrs. Kiyono, my one and only Christmas request, please stop saying that!’