Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

"..." Yi Ningxiu remained expressionless and did not speak.

He always hated others telling his feelings, and what Mo Ling said violated his taboo.

Mo Ling saw that the aura around him was getting colder and colder, and sighed helplessly: "Do you still remember that we were in high school? Qianqian was still in junior high school, but she ran to your class every three days. At that time, everyone in the school knew that Bingshan The beauty Yi Ningxiu has a little sister. How much she pestered you back then, waiting at the door of your classroom before school was over, and getting up early to wait for you to leave with me. Mind, are you embarrassed to let me down?"

Yi Ningxiu lowered his eyes.

"She likes me, so I must like her?" His tone was a little cold, "Mo Ling, don't mind your own business."

He rarely calls him by his first name, and he is angry now.

"..." Mo Ling paused, "After all, she is your wife."

Even if you don't like her, at least give her some respect.

He didn't say this.

Yi Ningxiu ate calmly. After Mo Ling finished eating, he ran to the side and poured a cup of milk tea for Yi Ningxiu.

"Try it, the taste is very similar to what you used to like to drink."

Yi Ningxiu took it and took a sip, and actually tasted a little familiar taste.

Mo Ling looked at his expression, and raised her eyebrows proudly: "I knew you liked this taste, this is the recipe I specially invited you from that store. Qianqian knew you liked this store at the beginning. Milk tea, I line up for an hour at noon every day to bring it to you, you kid has been drinking milk tea for so many years, and you have the nerve to quarrel with him."

"..." Yi Ningxiu's pupils twitched slightly, and there was a slight ripple in those glazed eyes.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Mo Ling asked, "What's wrong?"

"... Milk tea, did she send it?"

Mo Ling glanced at him with an idiot expression: "Don't tell me, you have been drinking milk tea for three years, but you don't know that the milk tea was given by her, right? Poor Qianqian suffered from heat stroke just to buy milk tea for you. The white-eyed wolf doesn't even know the beauty's sincerity!"

"..."

Yi Ningxiu looked at the milky white liquid in his hand silently, his thoughts fluctuated in the ripples of the milk tea.

Many things have gone wrong.

In his memory, it was Su Qingqing who delivered the milk tea.

At that time, Su Qianqian and Su Qingqing were in the same junior high school, but he had already entered high school.Every day at noon, Su Qingqing would wear her school uniform, stand at the door of his classroom and hand him milk tea, that is, the daily cup of milk tea, which melted his ice-cold heart.

He began to wait for Su Qingqing to bring him milk tea, and began to care about her, and later, he became lovers logically...

So, now even the milk tea is made by Su Qianqian?

He vaguely recalled that one summer day, the sun was so strong that he waited in the classroom for a long time, but Su Qingqing didn't bring him milk tea. He thought she didn't go, so it turned out that Su Qianqian didn't buy it because of heatstroke?

Unspeakable irritability suddenly surged in his heart, the wind was blowing gently in his ears, and he seemed to hear the lively voice of that girl again: "Ning Xiu, Ning Xiu! It's time for class, come out!"

At that time, Su Qianqian was only in junior high school, wearing a blue skirt and white shirt, and waiting at the door every morning with her schoolbag on her back to go to school with him.

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Mumu has something to say: Mumu writes slowly, do you like it slowly?Writing an essay is not accomplished overnight. Mumu is very busy recently. She is about to graduate, looking for a job, writing a thesis, moving house, and will have to drive home all day tomorrow. Don’t worry, Mumu will finish this story properly, because Mumu Mu also likes and feels sorry for Qianqian, a silly girl.