Lin Xiaomi was speechless for a moment, no matter whether he was Lin Hai or Leng Yihuang, his arrogant personality really didn't change at all.
Because of guilt and guilt, Lin Xiaomi didn't dare to say anything, and obediently acted as his babysitter, serving the young master for dinner.
Leng Yihuang felt that yesterday's illness was a good one, and there was nothing more comfortable than being served by her.
Half lying on the bed, blowing on the comfortable air conditioner, sitting next to his beautiful little wife, who is obedient and coquettish, feeding him. When he is full, he can also eat some tofu at any time.
Big hands landed on her soft white and delicate thighs, rubbing them gently, leaning lazily on the head of the bed, a pair of dark eyes fell on her body inexplicably.
Lin Xiaomi felt that she was the side dish of the meal, and could be swallowed by him if she was not careful.
"Have you eaten?" Leng Yihuang asked after eating a few mouthfuls, padded his stomach.
Lin Xiaomi shook her head honestly.
"Feed yourself a mouthful." Leng Yihuang raised his chin in a big belly, and his tone was like giving alms.
"No need, I'm not hungry, you can eat." Lin Xiaomi is actually not hungry anymore. To be precise, he may have been hungry, or he may have cried too much to eat.
In fact, she hasn't eaten anything since last night.
But she cried so much just now that she didn't have any strength in her body, and her eyes felt so swollen that she could hardly open them. Now she actually wanted to lie on the bed honestly and take a nap quickly.
Leng Yihuang said an unhappy "En?", and the tone was arrogant.
Lin Xiaomi looked at the spoon in the bowl, which was stained with his saliva, and was a little hesitant.
Leng Yihuang stared: "What's the matter? You still dislike me? Why didn't you dislike me when you drool on me?"
Lin Xiaomi's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly took a bite, for fear that he would say something more embarrassing to her.
Only then did Leng Yihuang snort in satisfaction.
Two bowls of porridge, two people, you and I will finish them all.
Leng Yihuang still felt a little unfulfilled.
"Are you full? There's still downstairs, I can fill it up again." Lin Xiaomi said softly.
"Don't eat, come here." Leng Yihuang waved at her like a puppy.
Lin Xiaomi was a little speechless, but thinking of asking him for something, she obediently leaned over.
Leng Yihuang hugged her delicate and soft body into his arms contentedly, he was full after eating and drinking, and holding a beauty in his arms, tsk tsk, these days are called comfortable.
There is a saying that is full of warmth and lust.
What the ancients said definitely makes sense.
Lin Xiaomi was terribly sleepy. Lying in his arms, she thought she would be able to sleep, but who knew, this pervert couldn't calm down for a while.
Touching here and kissing there made Lin Xiaomi feel like ants were crawling all over his body, and he soon became emotional.
"Don't make trouble, I'm so tired." Lin Xiaomi quickly grabbed his hands and pressed them in front of her, and he made a gesture and directly hit her chest.
Lin Xiaomi was a little annoyed and couldn't help but glared at him: "Can you be more honest!"
Leng Yihuang casually raised his eyes to look at her: "Are you yelling at me just now?"
Lin Xiaomi's bulging cheeks suddenly shrunk in anger.
Leng Yihuang snorted softly, playing with the two big steamed buns even more recklessly.
Lin Xiaomi felt like a boiled prawn, her whole body was flushed with shame, and she really stayed with this person, morality and so on, it was just a fleeting moment.
Seeing him playing in a good mood, Lin Xiaomi seized the right moment and said, "Well, there is something I want to ask you."
Leng Yihuang buried his head in front of her chest, and only squeezed out one word for her: "Say!"
Lin Xiaomi played with his short black hair, and hummed: "Well... I seem to have heard that you are the grandson of the President. Is this true?"
Only then did Leng Yihuang raise his head from her chest, and looked at her with raised eyebrows: "Who did you listen to?"
"Don't worry about it, anyway, just tell me if it's true." Lin Xiaomi asked while cupping his face.
"uh-huh."
"Really?" Lin Xiaomi exclaimed rather awkwardly, and the corner of her mouth twitched.
Leng Yihuang didn't expect her to have this expression. A normal person shouldn't have a face full of surprise, so excited that it feels like his ancestors are emitting green smoke, right
Why did he come to her place? Not only did he not look excited, but he also seemed unwilling.
"What's your expression?" Leng Yihuang pinched her chin: "You've already married me, and it's too late to regret it now. Besides, why have you been ashamed of getting involved with the President?"
Lin Xiaomi knew that he had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "Of course not! I'm just a little worried."
"worry about what?"
"Well... will the President kill me?" Within two days of their wedding, she played tricks and made the President's precious grandson fall ill.
Lin Xiaomi looked afraid of death, shrunk his neck, and pinched the bandage on his shoulder helplessly.
It was only then that Leng Yihuang understood what she was worried about. With a helpless smile, he turned over and pressed her under him, and kissed the corner of her mouth forcefully: "I can keep him from knowing."
"Really? Really?" Lin Xiaomi had been waiting for his words, and was thinking about how to get him to say it, but she didn't expect it to be so easy.
Leng Yihuang raised his eyebrows: "Of course, but it depends on your performance."
Lin Xiaomi pouted her lips, clenched her small hands into small fists and put them on her cheeks, trying to be cute: "Don't tell him, okay? The President is very busy, so don't let him know about such trivial matters."
"Husband, husband, are you okay?" She raised her head and kissed him softly on the lips, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked at him shyly.
"Okay!" He simply kissed her back.
She dodged desperately, for fear that she would be eaten by him if she was not careful: "Well... don't let others say it, okay?"
He won't say it, but it doesn't mean others won't say it, but she still remembers what Cheng Min threatened her last night.
She doesn't want to leave a bad influence on the President so soon.
"Well..." Leng Yihuang let go of her suddenly, turned over and lay on the big bed, touching his chin with his fingertips, looking a little embarrassed.
Lin Xiaomi suddenly became a little anxious, and lay on his chest, calling loudly: "Husband, husband." In the end, he had no choice but to say cheekily: "You don't want it either. I just got married and let grandpa Don't you have a bad impression of my granddaughter-in-law?"
Leng Yihuang was a little surprised, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he looked at her narrowly: "This grandfather's call is quite easy to pronounce..."
Lin Xiaomi was almost too ashamed to see anyone, so she slapped him on the chest: "Are you going to agree or not!"
Leng Yihuang held her fingertips and kissed her lips lightly: "Unless you promise me one thing."