Lin Ning's taste buds, which were originally healthy, were completely stimulated by this bowl of strange soup!

The unpleasant taste of the nose, sour, bitter, spicy, salty! Doped together, very nose! Immediately, it felt as if a thin needle had pierced her nasal bone suddenly, causing the sweat on the tip of her nose to protrude continuously.

People who choke want to cough!

Deep in her throat, there was an urge to retch!

But in the face of the two elders of the Mu family, and the two expectant twin babies who are waiting for him to drink sour soup, Lin Ning has to continue to maintain his elegance, not to make a fool of himself, and not to retch regardless of his image , Her smile was all stiff on her face, calming down.

"Aunt Lin, isn't the sour soup that Ruanruan gave you delicious? But my brother said it was delicious! The chef uncle also put ginseng in the sour soup. Drinking it is not only good for the body, but also beautifies the skin. Ruan Ruan feels that Aunt Lin is so beautiful, she will become even more beautiful after drinking the sour soup!"

Holding the princess dress with her soft hands, she smiled sweetly, with a flattering look.

Zhang Yali couldn't help but see her two grandsons being courteous to Lin Ning.

No one is more happy to see such a harmonious scene than her.

Zhang Yali said with a disjointed smile: "Our family has a heart, and he is so kind to Aunt Ning Ning. Ning Ning, since this sour soup is Ruan Ruan's heart, then you can drink it."

Zhang Yali's favorite daughter-in-law is Lin Ning, but her grandson is also her heart and soul.

The twins have always rejected Lin Ning, and Zhang Yali didn't want to see the scene where Lin Ning entered Mu's house one day, and the twins didn't get along well with her stepmother.

Now that even Zhang Yali has spoken, Lin Ning can't drink that bowl of soup, and he can't drink it, he's in a dilemma. The expression on her face was wonderful, turning blue and white.

Enduring the nausea that was about to churn out of his stomach again, Lin Ning wiped the cold sweat on the tip of his nose and said, "Ruan Ruan, can you drink the sour soup later, auntie?"

"Doesn't Auntie Lin like to drink the sour soup that Ruanruan serves you? Huh... I thought Auntie Lin liked to drink sour soup, so I served it for you. Did Ruanruan do something wrong?" The little girl opened her eyes. With a pair of big, impossibly beautiful eyes, and a small, aggrieved mouth.

The baby girl's cute appearance made Mr. Mu feel distressed when he saw it.

He waved to his great-granddaughter, hugged her in his arms, and said lovingly, "Be soft and sweet, don't cry, great-grandpa will serve you food."

Old Master Mu took Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan her usual favorite fruit salad and put it in her small plate. When the old man shot Lin Ning sharply, he was absolutely awed.

What's the matter with this Lin Ning, she looks generous, gentle and amiable, but his great-granddaughter personally served her a bowl of sour soup, and this woman didn't know what to do.

The old man wants to drink the sour soup filled with little soft soup!

Immediately, Mr. Mu's good impression of Lin Ning dropped a bit.

Facing Mr. Shangmu's suddenly cold gaze, Lin Ning's heart skipped a beat. Too bad, she ignored the old man who has the most say in the Mu family. He usually dotes on the twins the most, and he is also the most protective. My behavior just now must have angered him.

With thousands of mixed feelings in his heart, Lin Ning gritted his teeth and swallowed a bowl of sour soup mixed with various sauces in one go!

After drinking, Lin Ning's stomach was churning upside down, making her uncomfortable tears and snot almost come out.

Lin Ning resisted, and smiled uglier than a ghost: "Yes, this sour soup is delicious, Ruan Ruan is so sweet, thank you."

Mu Zhanbai secretly made a victory gesture with his sister, watching Lin Ning desperately endured, and even said words against his will, the two little guys covered their mouths and snickered.

At this moment, Mu Shaoling hugged Ruan Bai and walked down the carved spiral staircase.

The moment Lin Ning saw Mu Shaoling, he forgot the discomfort in his stomach, and stared at him obsessively.

This man has always possessed the posture of a master, the facial features carved by God are like ink and paintings, handsome and gentle, his gestures are full of the calmness and elegance of a mature man, even though he is wearing casual clothes, but his aristocratic appearance, But hidden and uninhibited.

Just a little look at it, and you can sink to the point where you can't extricate yourself.

Ruan Bai was hugged by Mu Shaoling, her hair was loosely tied, and she was wearing a white dress, which made her snowy skin more fragrant and tender. cat.

Seeing their affectionate scene, Lin Ning was extremely uncomfortable, and suddenly, she felt like vomiting again.

Mu Shaoling and Ruan Bai simply greeted Mr. Mu and Zhang Yali, and then sat down at the dining table.

Mr. Mu glanced at Ruan Bai lightly, without any expression, only caring about teasing the two little guys.

Zhang Yali still didn't give Ruan Bai a good look. When she saw her sitting down, her face was drawn long and stinky, and she even snorted heavily.

Ruan Bai didn't care about Zhang Yali, he should continue eating.

Anyway, she wanted to live with Mu Shaoling in the future, as long as they insisted, no matter how much Zhang Yali objected, it would be useless.

Ruan Bai glanced at Lin Ning.

Lin Ning was fawning over Zhang Yali's food, Ruan Bai couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

Lin Ning didn't seem to understand the situation until now, thinking that if he could please Mu Shaoling's mother, he would be able to marry into the Mu family...

If Mu Shaoling was an unweaned mother who obeyed her mother in everything, then she used this trick correctly.

But Mu Shaoling is a strong and assertive man, let alone Zhang Yali's objection is useless, even if Mr. Mu puts pressure on him, there is nothing he can do about it.

Lin Ning is still using this trick now, but it is useless.

The Mu family has always adhered to the principle of not talking when eating and not talking when sleeping. Although eating at a table is not very pleasant, there is no big problem.

But Lin Ning couldn't sit still anymore, she tried her best to express herself in front of Mu Shaoling, but she didn't know how to express herself.

When she saw the classical Western oil paintings hanging on the walls of the dining room, she said excitedly: "Grandpa Mu, the oil paintings hanging on the walls of your house are the original works of the famous British painter Monet, right? Monet is a realist. One of the most outstanding representatives, his works are extremely rare, it is really amazing that your family can get his authentic works..."

Ruan Bai made a puff and almost spit out the food in her mouth. She was stunned by Lin Ning's self-righteous show off.

Lin Ning made two fatal mistakes in a few short sentences. First of all, Monet is not an Englishman, but a Frenchman; secondly, he is a representative painter of impressionism, not realism...

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