Sikong Lingge's whole face turned pale and his heart trembled violently.
At this moment, Sikong Lingge felt as if he had been thrown into the stove, suffering with discomfort...
Will Fang Yiren discover rubber brilli's poem?
After seeing those two lines of poetry, would Fang Yiren guess what it means?
In the chaos, Shangguan Zhixing's figure entered Sikong Lingge's vision.
She was wearing white pajamas, her eyes were a little confused, and she looked like she had just woken up.
"Zi Le, who was knocking on the ring just now - Lingge, why are you here? Still barefoot?" Shangguan Zhixing's expression was "surprised".
Fang Yiren saw Shangguan Zhixing coming out, and immediately put away his smart expression and returned to his simple appearance. "Sister Lingge is here to deliver handmade soap. The handmade soap made by Sister Lingge is so beautiful, and there are also lettering inside.
!”
Fang Yiren said, lifting the handmade soap high.
On the surface, it seemed that he wanted to show Shangguan Zhixing what words were engraved in the handmade soap, but in fact, Fang Yiren wanted to see clearly.
While studying, Fang Yiren also secretly glanced at Shangguan Zhixing from the corner of her eyes and observed her expression.
Seeing this, Sikong Lingge's heart was cold-
Damn it!
She was so self-righteous and too careless!
I actually thought that if everyone came to Shangguan Zhixing while they were sleeping in the early morning, they would not be discovered by Fang Yiren.
But I knew that Fang Yiren actually came to live with Zhixing!
It should have expected it long ago!
Fang Yiren will never do anything, and she will not do anything--
During dinner, Fang Yiren clearly showed suspicion.
There were still fingerprints that Fang Yiren had pinched on the back of his hand—
And she was so stupid that she forgot about this and came to Zhixing rashly...
If Fang Yiren knew that she would tell Zhixing her secret, Fang Yiren would never let her child go.
what to do?
what to do?
what to do?
Sikong Linggemu was there, his mind was in chaos...
Shangguan Zhixing glanced at Fang Yiren lightly, with a calm expression, and could not see any abnormality. "Zi Le, the lights in the corridor are so dim, and I can't see what is written in the handmade soap."
"Where are you going to see?" Fang Yiren spoke sweetly, but was sneering in her heart-
Shangguan Zhixing, don’t think I don’t know. You want to get news about Fang from Sikong Lingge’s mouth!
She wanted to see how Shangguan Zhixing was preparing to deal with the situation in front of her!
"Let's go to the room to see." Shangguan Zhixing smiled and turned sideways to give way out.
Fang Yiren never expected that Shangguan Zhixing was so generous and was stunned for a moment.
The brain turns quickly—
Did she make a mistake in inference?
Shangguan Zhixing just simply likes the handmade soap made by Sikong Lingge. Please ask her to make it. There is no other meaning?
wrong!
If you really just like handmade soap as simple as this, why should Sikong Lingge come to deliver it at 5 a.m.?
Sikong Lingge's face was even more shocked than Yiren.
"Knowing and doing...?"
He actually invited Fang Yiren to watch it. What was Shangguan Zhixing thinking?
She is not afraid, did Fang Yiren see anything?
Sikong Lingge looked at Shangguan Zhixing, and his heart was full of doubts—
"Come in. The temperature difference between morning and evening has been large recently. You don't even wear shoes. If you catch a cold later, your brother will definitely be angry with me." Shangguan Zhixing said with a smile, his eyes clear and he could not see any worries.
Perhaps... Knowledge and Action have already figured out how to deal with it?