Wen Xiaoxiao couldn't stop him, and shouted at him anxiously: "Sheng Dong, you can see who I am! You can see clearly!"
You can see clearly, I'm not Liang Yin, don't think of me as her every time you get drunk, and then regret it after waking up, and throw all the blame on me.
She threw his hand out with great effort, trying to push him but couldn't push him away.
Sheng Dong's mind is actually muddleheaded, but he likes the smell of her body, and now according to his nature, he wants to be tired of her, pester her, he even wants to kiss her and possess her.
Thinking of this, he did so, and his thin lips eagerly fell on her cherry lips, sucking.
Wen Xiaoxiao's body trembled heavily, his movements were urgent yet gentle, she was lost for a moment, but in the end reason overcame emotion.
Hold his handsome face with both hands: "Sheng Dong, you can see who I am, I'm not her!"
She seemed to have exhausted all her strength to say the last four words.
This will always be a scar in her heart, and the words "I am not her" are like her nightmare.
Sheng Dong blinked, and suddenly grinned: "Honey, are you stupid?" He said, putting his lips on her forehead, as if testing her temperature, and after a while, He raised his head and said, "I don't have a fever, why did I start talking nonsense?"
When she heard the word "wife", her heart skipped a beat: "Then who am I and what is my name?"
He wanted to kiss her, but she held his face in both hands, and he couldn't do it no matter what, so he became a little impatient: "You still said that I was drunk, Wen Xiaoxiao, did you also steal the wine from your father-in-law?"
pounding
Wen Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly lost its rhythm, and she heard her name clearly from his mouth.
He knew who she was, this time he didn't regard her as Liang Yin, but he still treated her like this.
Can that make her understand a little bit that he doesn't have her completely in his heart
Even if it's just a little bit, just a little bit, he still has her in his heart, right
Speaking of Father Wen, Sheng Dong's last impression was: "Honey, your father is going to beat me again, ugh..."
After he finished talking with his tongue out, he fell asleep with Wen Xiaoxiao's voice lying on his stomach.
His face was flushed, but his sleeping face was very good-looking, with a peaceful and childish look, Wen Xiaoxiao's heart moved, and his red lips touched his forehead lightly, his heart beat out of rhythm.
Sheng Dong, it doesn't matter, she can wait, as long as he has only a little place for her in his heart, she is willing to wait.
...
Lin Xiaomi was cooking soup in the presidential palace, checked the time, and called Wen Xiaoxiao.
"Have you guys returned to your home today? How is Sheng Dong? Didn't he show any embarrassment to his uncle or aunt?"
Lin Xiaomi heard from Leng Yihuang that Sheng Dong got drunk on purpose in order not to accompany Wen Xiaoxiao back to her mother's house, and she was worried that Sheng Dong would hurt Xiaoxiao again.
Xiaoxiao's voice was a little low: "It's okay, he and my dad drank too much at noon, and now they are both asleep. My dad is going to beat him when he gets too drunk, and he is still yelling for help."
Lin Xiaomi felt a little unbelievable, and laughed out loud imagining that scene.
It seems that the situation is much better than she imagined.
After hanging up the phone, it happened that the chicken soup was ready. She turned off the fire, took out the chicken soup, carefully removed the oil on the top layer, and tasted it. It was fragrant but not greasy.
"Young Madam, let's do it." The servant stood aside tremblingly, for fear that Lin Xiaomi would burn him, so he shouldn't tell the young master at night.
"It's okay, don't worry, I'm used to this kind of thing before."
Spring is coming, but Yin Xuerui has a bit of a cold. She is getting old and has no appetite for meals. This chicken soup is what she learned from her grandmother before. It is most suitable for the elderly, and it doesn't feel greasy at all.
Now Leng Aotian and Yin Xuerui have accepted her, although they are not enthusiastic about her, but she is already very grateful.
Leng Yihuang had some unpleasant quarrels with them because of her relationship before, and she has been feeling sorry for it, but now that she is healthy anyway, she wants to enter into the filial piety of grandson-in-law, as if she is helping Leng Yihuang take care of her.
"Young Madam, let me get it."
"Okay, wear gloves and be careful not to burn them." Lin Xiaomi said softly.
She took her servants to the main building. The air outside was very good. She kept the soup warm. Yin Xuerui was probably still taking a nap at this time. She was not in a hurry, so she planned to take a walk. Who knew it would happen? Such a coincidence that she met Lan Xinyue.
As for Lan Xinyue, since she wanted to poison Leng Yihuang last time, Lin Xiaomi never saw her as an elder, and now she pretended not to see her, and wanted to pass her indifferently.
But Lan Xinyue stood in front of her, her eyes fell on the soup in the servant's hand with contempt, and she smiled contemptuously: "Where are you going to show your courtesy to Mom again? You really know how to be a man. Every day, soup and water are delivered , even if you want people not to miss you."
The servants in the annex building felt a little bit sorry for Lin Xiaomi when they heard this. They all knew that it took Lin Xiaomi several hours to make this soup every day. It changed their taste, but after all they were just servants, so they didn't dare to say anything more.
Lin Xiaomi didn't take her words to heart at all, and looked at her calmly: "I know it's for grandma, why don't you step aside?"
"Lin Xiaomi, do you know who you are talking to?"
"Second Aunt, please step aside, I don't think our relationship is good enough to chat here."
Lin Xiaomi's warm and fiery tone made Lan Xinyue's fists land on the cotton.
Lan Xinyue was very angry, but suddenly put away all her emotions, and said with a smile: "That's right, then I won't bother you, the soup is not cold, go and deliver it to Mom."
After speaking, walk past her.
Lin Xiaomi was a little surprised that she was so easy to talk to, she didn't want to be Lan Xinyue's character.
Walking to the main building, there are three more steps, and the foot suddenly slips when stepping on it!
Lin Xiaomi subconsciously supported the ground with her hands, and the servant next to her rushed over to help her, but several of them fell to the ground one after another. A servant placed under Lin Xiaomi, so she didn't fall, but The palm of his hand scratched a layer of skin on the ground.
"Yo, what's the matter?" Lan Xinyue went back and forth, looked down at Lin Xiaomi, and smiled happily: "Lin Xiaomi, you are so courteous, but don't forget, you have a baby in your stomach. The precious lump of the Presidential Palace, if there is an accident, you may not be able to bear the responsibility."
After speaking, he smiled and turned to leave.
The servants were all frightened, and quickly helped Lin Xiaomi up: "Young Madam, are you alright?"
Lin Xiaomi shook his head: "I'm fine, how about you, did you get hurt?"