She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 422 What's the matter, baby?

"She was not my family." She lowered her eyes and said softly.

There is no mother who will always say that her child is wrong, and no mother will go to the child's father to sow right and wrong, and no mother will throw the child outside and ignore it for more than half a year.

"What do you mean?" Hearing this sentence, Lin Hongwei's anger suddenly burst out, "She is for you to eat and drink, is this wrong?"

It seemed that there was someone over there. He lowered his voice, but his emotions still poured out uncontrollably through his teeth.

Ah.

Lin Qingyou wanted to laugh, but she pulled the corners of her lips but couldn't. She lowered her eyelashes to suppress her emotions, and asked him softly, "What did she offer me to eat, and what did she offer me to drink?"

This sentence made Lin Hongwei at a loss for words for a moment, he said that just now out of desperation, but now that she asked her so bluntly, he had no suitable words to answer.

"Then I'll feed you and drink for you. Now that you're older, you're disobedient? Did you forget..."

"Father, I don't want to talk about this, but it doesn't mean that I don't know anything. You know better than anyone else how the Lin family's business is run." Lin Qingyou didn't want to waste time with him on such things, He was interrupted in a very calm tone.

Lin Hongwei knew everything, but pretended to be confused.

In the first few years of doing business, it was Su Zhiyun who took care of the children while managing the company's affairs. Lin Hongwei was still a small clerk in the workplace at that time. It was not until the company's business grew that Lin Hongwei resigned and agreed with Su. Zhiyun supported the company together.

Su Zhiyun is a strong woman in her heart. It can be said that she brought up the Lin family's company by herself. Even during the few years when she was ill, she always dragged her sick body around to discuss business.

Now that the topic has changed, she has grown so big, but it is all due to Lin Hongwei himself?
This is not how you want to get credit.

A phone call finally broke up, and Lin Qingyou's hand holding the phone dropped. She lowered her head, most of her face was hidden in the hair hanging on her chest, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

The battle in the Canyon of Kings is still in full swing. The enemy is as strong as a cow, and our side is as cowardly as a dog. On the opposite side, Luna swims in the canyon, wielding a sword and killing all directions.

At first, Cheng Xu thought that this game could be saved again, so he sent a message asking him: "Brother, do you believe in Buddhism? Why the hell don't you kill people?"

But when the game was halfway through and only the Highland Tower was left, Cheng Xu gave up struggling completely, and started chatting with Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan.

Cheng Xu: "At the same table, let me tell you a story. There used to be a girl who liked to stay up late. Then, guess what?"

Ruanruan sweetheart: "Oh, what's the matter, she died suddenly later?"

Cheng Xu: "No, no, it hasn't reached that point yet. Later, when she tied her hair up, she looked like a brother from the Qing Dynasty."

Ruanruan sweetheart: "..."

Thank you, it has been connoted.

Ruanruan sweetheart: "Is there any shampoo to recommend for hair growth? I love hair loss so much. I feel like I was a dandelion in my previous life. Others have sweet love, but I only have a bald head."

With sharp eyes, He Xiangyang saw the other party's Baili Shouyue groping towards the wall, and quickly sent a reminder to be careful of the grass, reminding: "This bald sweetheart, don't worry about your bald head, you If you don't run away, you will be given to Tutu by Baili's promise."

Jing Xing glanced at the 10VS27 record displayed on the team, and felt that he shouldn't have clicked into this game in the first place. What a touching and magical operation, the role of teammates is not as great as that of a super soldier.

That's it, do you still want to score?

It's better to play Zhuang Zhou more and live in the dream.

The highland tower hadn't fallen yet, Jing Xing squatted in the grass for a while, directly collected three residual blood when the opponent was beating the Dark Tyrant, and even snatched a big dragon back.

Seeing that the other party ascended to the sky with three people at once, Cheng Xu's confidence returned in an instant, and he typed on the keyboard with crackling fingers: "The jungler! Hey! Han Xin? Brother Han Xin, you are a Qing soldier, you put it there Standing still, how about a big military parade???"

Ruanruan sweetheart was also very anxious, and while clearing the soldiers, he sent a sentence in the team: "Han Xin, why the hell are you still in the wild? Are you going to come out after confinement in the wild?!"

The door of the lounge creaked softly and was pushed open from the outside. The moment the door opened, the sentence "If you are hungry and panic, Ten Niang, I will make you noodle soup" from the front hall came in very clearly.

Jing Xing: "..."

It's been more than half an hour, why is Du Mingyu still competing with the song "Lang Jun, are you hungry?"

Jing Xing didn't know if Lang Jun was starving or not, but what Jing Xing knew was that Du Mingyu must be starving.

The person who came in was Xiao Nuomi Dumpling. The curtains in the room were drawn and the lights were not turned on. The light was very dim. From a distance of several meters, Jing Xing couldn't see her face clearly, only her blurred figure.

Xiao Nuomi Duanzi didn't speak, and walked over slowly after closing the door, and then stood in front of him without saying a word.

Jing Xing leaned back on the back of the chair, raised his hand to take off the earphones, then put the phone on the coffee table beside him, and was about to reach out to press the curtains, when he heard the voice of the little glutinous rice dumpling suddenly He called his name in a low voice, and then stretched out his hand to him.

Without any hesitation, Jing Xing grabbed her hand, and the palm of the other hand touched her waistline, and then pulled her towards him, bringing her into his embrace.

Lin Qingyou sat on his lap facing each other, with her hands on his shoulders, she smelled the very clean laundry detergent on his body, mixed with a very light tobacco smell.

She closed her eyes, didn't speak, and buried her head in his neck wearily.

In the Canyon of Kings, Cheng Xu watched helplessly as the blood volume on the top of his head was reduced to half a square by the opponent Guan Yu, anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "Brother? Brother Xing? What are you doing bro?" Why did you suddenly stop moving, your brother, I am going to be beaten to death!"

Cheng Xu had no idea that his brother had taken off his earphones, so he couldn't hear his dying cry for help.

Jing Xing lowered his dark eyes, turned his head slightly, and lightly touched the long hair of the little glutinous rice dumpling in his arms with the corner of his lips, and his voice softened: "What's the matter, baby?"

"?!" Cheng Xu was shocked and almost threw the phone he was holding out.

(End of this chapter)