Ouyang Lingyun ordered awkwardly and was about to turn around and leave.
"Brother, won't you go back?"
Xia Qingqing asked doubtfully.
"Of course I won't reply."
Ouyang Lingyun replied without thinking.
What time is it and why are you chasing him away? This girl is so cruel.
"Ah? If I don't go back and my brother doesn't go back, wouldn't it be weird?" Two people suddenly disappeared from the family.
"Ignore them. I'm not worried about leaving you here alone."
This is a downtown area, and although it is a villa area with relatively good security, there is no guarantee that bad people will not appear.
That's right, if she was the only one left in such a big house, she would probably be too scared to sleep.
"But, there is only one room and one bed here."
Xia Qingqing originally meant it as a kind reminder, but she was shocked to realize the ambiguity as soon as the words came out of her mouth.
"I...can sleep on the sofa." Fortunately, the sofa in the living room is big enough.
Ouyang Lingyun glanced at the living room and responded quickly in a dry voice.
"oh."
In this case, Xia Qingqing has no reason to object. The house belongs to her brother. What can she say?
But she takes over the rest of the bed. Wouldn't it be bad for her brother to sleep on the sofa alone?
"Brother, it's not comfortable to sleep on the sofa. The bed is quite big, let's take half of it each."
Xia Qingqing blinked her big, smart eyes with an innocent expression and suggested without any scheming.
"You go to sleep first."
Ouyang Lingyun smiled lovingly, rubbed the oil bottle's smooth hair, and murmured.
When Ouyang Lingyun came out of the shower, You Ping fell asleep deeply.
Staring at You Ping's innocent sleeping face, his big palm gently smoothed her slightly frowned eyebrows, sliding over her delicate and rosy cheeks and finally landing on her plump red lips. Ouyang Lingyun was confused.
"Smelly girl, tell me, what kind of magic power do you have that always makes me so hard to control myself?"
Not only does she always make him do things that even he finds unbelievable, but even his body can be so easily aroused by her.
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"Are you awake? The clothes have been delivered to you. If you don't like the style, go buy some new ones after breakfast."
The next day, Xia Qingqing opened her sleepy eyes and heard her brother's magnetic voice. It turned out that her brother was already dressed and sitting leisurely by the bed, reviewing official documents.
It felt so happy to see her brother when she woke up in the morning. Xia Qingqing's lips couldn't help but raise a warm smile.
Did her brother sleep in the same bed with him last night? Why didn't she remember it at all?
"Brother, won't you go to work today?"
Xia Qingqing lazily raised her chin, looking greedily at her brother's leisurely and serious look, and asked sweetly in a hoarse voice.
She had a falling out with her family and was wanted. She definitely couldn't go to work, but why didn't her brother go to work?
"Yes, I will accompany you to buy some daily necessities. It's time to get up, lazy pig, otherwise breakfast will turn into lunch!"
Ouyang Lingyun put down the document in his hand and urged.
He needs everything in the house, but he has no experience at all in what feminine products she needs.
They were extremely efficient. It only took them a whole morning to purchase all the food, clothing, and supplies. There were so many large and small bags that a truck could barely fit them in.
It’s all because my brother’s mantra when buying things is ‘don’t take this and this, and wrap up everything else’.
She was not even allowed to try on the styles and sizes of clothes. This was her first time buying clothes like this.
"Brother, you are so extravagant. What if what you wear doesn't suit you?"
"With your figure, is there anything inappropriate?"
Every time Xia Qingqing protested, her brother always sounded like a compliment, but she felt happy when she heard it.
"What do you want to eat for lunch?"
"Beef rice!" Xia Qingqing replied without thinking.
"Idiot, I know how to cook a lot, why do I only order beef rice every time? Aren't you tired of it?"
Ouyang Lingyun asked puzzledly.
"It's not boring. As long as it's my brother's cooking, I won't be tired of it. Brother, I have to stand by and watch as you cook today. Don't rush me anymore!"
Last time my brother was cooking at home, he drove all the idlers, including her, out of the kitchen.
Finally, a bowl of delicious beef rice was served mysteriously, making her extremely curious about her brother's cooking process.
After finally getting permission, Xia Qingqing wore the cartoon version of the apron that she and her brother had as a couple, holding a notepad in one hand and a pen in the other while watching every step of her brother's skillful washing and chopping of vegetables, while taking detailed notes and talking to reporters.
Interviews are generally conducted with caution.
"Idiot, what's the use of remembering?"
Ouyang Lingyun thought it was funny that he actually took notes while watching.
"How do you know it's useless?"
In the future, she will have to try it herself according to the steps she wrote. How will she know that she really has no talent unless she tries again?
"By the way, brother, when did you learn to cook? You still look so experienced."
"It's a natural thing to do."
Ouyang Lingyun said proudly that he inherited his mother's good cooking skills.
"That's weird, I didn't know how to do it when I was a kid."
Xia Qingqing vehemently retorted. She deeply remembered that when she was a child, the two of them were the only ones at home, and when her brother drove away the servants, they were often hungry. They would only go outside when they were extremely hungry.
"Tch, that's something I don't even bother to do."
Ouyang Lingyun suddenly didn't understand why he hated oil bottles so much when he was a child.
"Ah? Why?"
Xia Qingqing's little mouth is open enough to swallow an egg. Is there anyone who would rather go hungry even though they know how to cook?
"Smelly girl, if you have so many problems, I'll kick you out."
"Okay, okay, how can I help you?"
Xia Qingqing hurriedly stuffed the note pad and pen into the big pocket of her apron and said flatteringly.
"You can just eat up all the help in a while."
He's obviously mocking her for not knowing anything, disgusting.
"Brother, it seems your cell phone is ringing."
"You pick it up for me."
"good."
Xia Qingqing responded and took out the phone from her brother's pocket but did not pick it up, but handed it to her brother.
"Brother, it's Sister Wenwen calling. It's better for you to answer it yourself."