Although the paint on Wen Xiaoxiao's body has been washed off, the pungent smell is still there, and the clothes on his body have also been changed. If he goes home, his father and mother will definitely see the problem.
Wen Xiaoxiao wanted to stay in a hotel, wait until the smell on her body dissipated, and then go back tomorrow.
"What kind of hotel are you staying in? Have you brought your ID card? Come home with me, and when I'm on the phone with Auntie later, Auntie won't be thinking wildly if I'm here. "
...
Yu Jing got off the bed and walked into the bathroom naked as if no one else was around.
Liang Yin looked at his tall and strong body obsessively. She didn't have any strength in her body, but she still got up and followed him.
Yu Jing felt the woman's soft body against her back, smiled lightly and took her hands away, turned on the shower, and washed off the smell on her body.
"You are quite courageous. You still dare to meet me at this time. Okay, hurry up and wash up. Aren't you pretending to be a good wife and mother recently? Why don't you hurry home and cook?"
Liang Yin knew that he was making fun of herself, so she punched him angrily: "Why do you drive me away, are you willing?"
Yu Jing sneered, the corners of his mouth raised in an arc, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
"Don't forget your identity, what is the most important thing for you now." Yu Jing pushed Liang Yin who was entangled again.
Liang Yin curled his lips a little bored, already used to his two attitudes on the bed and off the bed.
"I know, don't worry, as long as there is Yuyu, I can still sit in the position of Young Mistress Sheng! It's just that Shengdong's attitude recently is still lukewarm, and he treats me like air! I will come when I see him Angry! And that slut! You lived well abroad, and you'll hit me when you come back!"
Yu Jing knew her very well, seeing the sternness flashing in her eyes, he reminded her lightly: "You've been striving for performance recently, you'd better stop and stop angering Sheng Dong. As for that Wen Xiaoxiao, you Don't provoke me too."
After Liang Yin took a shower, she went out and began to get dressed. The phone beeped twice, she took it over and looked at the photo on it, and burst out laughing.
"Look, it's not funny, little red man."
"What's this?"
"That bitch, let me bear it. I don't need to go to her personally, but I have to find someone to teach her a lesson. Otherwise, it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart."
"This is Wen Xiaoxiao? Are you crazy! If Sheng Dong really divorces you, I see what you will do. At that time, everything that originally belonged to Yuyu will become this woman's. You can explain it for a while." You have given away all the property of the Sheng family that you have acquired to others, so don't cry."
"Don't worry, how do they know that I did it? Is there any evidence?"
...
Wen Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back Lin Xiaomi, and finally went back to the presidential palace with her.
After taking a bath, the two of them smoked incense again. Finally, the smell on their bodies was not so strong, but the smell was a bit strange.
In the evening, the two of them huddled in the kitchen to cook dinner. Leng Yihuang did not return to the company, but at home, he was also a neglected existence.
Leng Junlin left school, because Lin Xiaomi didn't go to pick him up today, and the little guy came to her as soon as he entered the door.
Who knew that as soon as he rushed into the kitchen, he was forced back by the strange smell, pinched his nose, and asked in shock, "What's the smell on you?"
Lin Xiaomi wanted to hug him, but Leng Junlin was so frightened that he ran away.
This little thing actually despises her so much!
After all, she is his mother, isn't it just that she has a bit of a taste, and she shouldn't be so exaggerated.
Leng Yihuang appeared out of nowhere, hugged her shoulders, and accused her: "They say that kid is ungrateful, don't be sad, my husband doesn't despise you."
"I despise you." Lin Xiaomi slapped his hand away, turned around and was about to enter the kitchen.
Leng Yihuang had been left out in the cold for almost a day and a night. He couldn't take it anymore, so he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly: "Are you still angry with me? I never thought that things would turn out like this, if You can't bear it, can we try to compensate him?"
"How to compensate, give him money?" Lin Xiaomi couldn't stand his attitude of using money to solve everything: "If I took your leg, how much do you think it is worth?"
Leng Yihuang looked at her without blinking: "You can take it if you want it, I don't want a penny, I can give you whatever you want."
Lin Xiaomi's anger was blocked by him and he couldn't vent it.
Lin Xiaomi found that his quarrel skills had been upgraded. The way he hit and scolded and sweetly said a few sweet words from time to time was more effective than reasoning with her loudly.
She seemed to have hit the cotton with her fist.
Pushing him away forcefully, Lin Xiaomi got into the kitchen again.
Wen Xiaoxiao was lying on the door just now, and peeked at the whole process: "Tsk tsk tsk, even the quarrel is like a true love confession, I guess only Master Leng has this skill in this world, that's all right, don't worry about it." Get angry again, you have experienced so much with him, don't lose your temper anymore, you, you know that Master Leng will definitely let you, so you dare to be so rough with him, otherwise try someone else, probably already Throw it out."
Lin Xiaomi had a bitter face, and she didn't want to lose her temper. She wasn't really angry with him, but for some reason, every time she faced him, she couldn't help but get angry.
Hearing Wen Xiaoxiao say this, he smiled a little embarrassedly, probably it was true.
Because she knew that he would definitely tolerate her, she was unscrupulous and played petty temper with him without any worries.
"Okay, are you my friend? I'll be angry if you help him again." Even so, Lin Xiaomi personally fried a plate of Leng Yihuang's favorite green pepper beef tenderloin at night.
"Hello, Auntie Xiaoxiao." Leng Junlin ran out of the kitchen in a hurry just now, and didn't notice Wen Xiaoxiao. When he saw her while eating, he obediently said hello: "Where is Wen Yifan, why didn't he come?"
Shouldn't he be covered? Why don't you come to him.
Wen Xiaoxiao touched the little guy's head, remembering that the smell on him was even stronger, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Next time, next time I bring Fanfan over to play with you, and he still talks about you at home."
Before the words finished, a servant came in to announce: "Eldest Young Master, Young Master Sheng is here."
Wen Xiaoxiao's smile froze suddenly.
Sheng Dong was invited in, and a pair of eyes fell directly on Wen Xiaoxiao's body, full of worry and concern.
"Uncle, you are really in a hurry, did you come to my house specially for dinner?" Leng Junlin said shaking his head.
"Yes, do you welcome me?" Sheng Dong hugged Leng Junlin and sat between Wen Xiaoxiao and Leng Junlin. As soon as he got close, he smelled the pungent paint on Wen Xiaoxiao's body taste.
"I'm fine today, so I just wanted to come and see King's Landing, but I didn't expect you to be here." Sheng Dong said the first half of the sentence for Lin Xiaomi, and the second half for Wen Xiaoxiao.
Lin Xiaomi looked at Leng Yihuang beside him lightly, and kept asking him what's going on with his eyes!