C82 (1/2)
After hearing this, Mei Xiuyuan put the juice on the table heavily, picked up the coffee cup tray, and took a little impatient sip, almost spitting out.
”Is this for human consumption?” Finish saying, see Mei Qing a face serious, hastily apologized, ”sorry aunt.”
”It's not for ordinary people, but for unusual people.” Mei Qing took a small sip again. Under the incredible eyes of her niece, she slowly tasted, ”if you want to be the woman of Ling Ji, you must make sure that you are not an ordinary person.”
”What about the woman named Lan Lan? Well, she looks so ordinary and looks so rustic. How can I think that she is even inferior to an ordinary person! ”
Words down, she picked up the side of the juice, squeak to suck up, wash away the bitterness in the mouth.
”You can't see it yourself.”
”Can you see, aunt?” Mei Xiuyuan put her head forward curiously and asked with wide eyes.
How can she not understand, that woman in the end where good, Ling Ji brother how to spoil her?!
”Is she very resourceful and resourceful, so she got the heart of brother Ling Ji?”
Mei Qing didn't answer again, so she got up and went out.
Perhaps Lan Lan is no plan, no means, this innocence in the heart of men, as precious, so just like her?
It is said that women's heart makes men guess, but men are not the same?
Just like the deep love she had experienced, the man she thought she had tried her best to get was finally left her, leaving her with a sentence: ”I like you, but I'm too tired to live with you.”
Emotion is to make people relaxed, not depressed and nervous.
Even if I first understood this truth, I still couldn't do it.
After all, from the beginning, using every means to get him is like laying a net of lies. You can only weave it slowly.
How ridiculous and painful it is to be trapped in a cocoon.
”Come on, I'll tell you something.”
Hearing this, Mei Xiuyuan rushed over.
Ling family apartment.
Because there was no schedule, I played outside for a day yesterday. I didn't want to go home and got cold.
Blue LAN wrung snot, looking at the front of the meal how have no taste.
”If you are so weak, you should exercise more in the future.” Ling Ji shook her head helplessly and went to the kitchen to make ginger soup for her.
”I'll do it myself.” She always dislikes men in the kitchen. After all, she used to do this kind of work in the blue house.
”Lie down.” He ordered.
”I'm not sleepy.” She bit her lip.
”Sit down.”
”I...”
”Be obedient.” He looked back and touched her little skull, and she went back meekly.
Ling Ji a corner of the mouth, as expected or this move is useful to her, in the heart of an instant rise up a sense of achievement.
Different from the sense of achievement in the market, it will only make his heart more fierce and cold.
But this kind of feeling actually lets his heart's ice thaw slowly, turns into a Wang spring water, moistens the heart which has been dried up for a long time.
Watching her boil him to the end of ginger soup, my heart echoed just like that feeling.
He pursed his lips, which was infatuated. Like the red lips bitten by her, he swallowed his throat subconsciously.
He was staring at for a long time, blue LAN swallow the last mouthful of soup, bowed his head and said: ”forget to leave you a bowl.”
”I don't drink it.”
”Afraid to infect you.”
”I'm not afraid.”