Yingting's chin has a hard stubborn stubborn, adding a bit of vicissitudes to her young and handsome face
Meng Yuyi grinned and smiled: "Sister~~"
Meng Xinran's eyes were red. She walked to him without even saying hello. She raised her hand and slapped her: "Meng Yuyi, I've called you so many times, why don't you answer?"
Her eyes were filled with questions and condemnation, and her tears flashed with vague worries.
Meng Yuyi turned his head, and five finger marks appeared clearly on his face. The broken hair on his forehead covered his expression. He licked the corner of his mouth: "Sister, am I standing in front of you well? This is a fight.
I've beaten up too, you can calm down and just think I was wrong, isn't it okay!"
He smiled and turned around, sat on the sofa, looking careless: "Do you drink anything? I'm so thirsty! Xiao Mo, get a can of drink for my uncle, beer is fine."
Xiao Mo glanced at him coldly, then lowered his head and flipped through the books
"Hey, you guy! You are so kind to your elders, you don't know any politeness." Meng Yuyi stood up angrily, walked around the huge kitchen room, stepped on the floor, and touched the tea set, very satisfied.
I took a few cans of beer from the refrigerator and tilted my head down as I walked.
Meng Xinran looked at him and her eyes fell on his walking legs: "Your feet..."
Meng Yuyi lay on the sofa, wiped the corner of his mouth, and sighed with satisfaction: "Sister, don't you be happy for me when I see my brother, I'm walking like a flying boy? Or is my brother-in-law able to run far away to the UK to hire that?
Authoritative orthopedics, a bad old man, I have treated me for a few courses, and my legs are almost as good as before.”
Ling Ye...he...has it taken so much effort for her?
Meng Xinran looked at him in a daze, and after two seconds he realized, his face blushed like a tomato, and his fingers pressed against his lips and coughed: "Who is your brother-in-law, don't talk nonsense?"
After saying that, he got into the kitchen
Xiao Mo looked at Meng Xinran's busy figure and his eyes slowly narrowed. Is Mommy shy?
Meng Yuyi was drinking soda, and a haze flashed through his eyes, and the aluminum can was deformed in his hand.
After a while, Meng Xinran came out with a large portion of fruit, put it on the coffee table, and greeted Yun Ming, who was standing outside the door smoking: "Yun Ming, come in and sit down, eat some fruit, and the meal will start in a while, leave it.
Have a simple meal”
Yun Ming snatched out the cigarette, opened the car door, and waved his hand: "No, the company still has a lot of things, I have to rush back. With the trivial matters of the Ling family, the young master was so busy these days that he even had time to rest.
If you can't squeeze out the time, can you deliver some food later? The young master is not used to eating boxed lunches. I have been having stomach problems recently and I feel uncomfortable."
Is that person feeling sick?... It's so strange that she actually feels distressed...
Meng Xinran nodded and watched the car leave before turning back into the house. The early autumn night was a little cold, the cool breeze was gentle, and goose bumps were all over her arms. She stomped her feet and breathed a few times.
"Sister, you are really capable. Now you have a delicious and delicious food and drink. You can live in such a big house. It's so cool." Meng Yuyi snatched Xiao Mo's potato chips, stuffed them in his mouth and chewed them hard, and put them on his legs.
On the coffee table: "I told you a long time ago that I will come back to recognize my father with the little bastard. This is an inevitable benefit. If you did this earlier, we siblings would not have to suffer so much."