Di Sha Jie was angry. What's so good about that girl? This woman can be distracted at this moment. It's abominable.
However, Yun Hanxiao had already stood up and tidied up her clothes.
The room is heated with floor heating, and the temperature in the room is very high, at 20 degrees, so I don’t wear much.
It was quickly sorted out, and Yun Hanxia took a cup of warm honey water and went to Linghu Xiaojing's house.[
Sure enough, Linghu Xiaojing was not sleeping soundly, and was drunk and crazy, sitting alone on the bed, crying and wiping her tears.
Yun Han smiled and leaned over and said softly:
"Xiao Jing, don't cry during the Chinese New Year!"
Linghu Xiaojing looked up at Yun Hanxia, and said with a flat mouth:
"mom……"
Di Shajie, who followed, felt his face twitching.
Yun Han smiled and looked vertically, he was just a little woman, and he didn't look like a girl as big as Linghu Xiaojing.
Di Shajie carefully took care of Yun Hanxiao. Indeed, this little woman exuded the pink, tender, warm and soft mother's aura, which made people want to get close to her and felt very comfortable.
Yun Hanxiao was also stunned for a moment. Why was she called a mother? Am I so old?
Well, Linghu Xiaojing please don’t do this. I have such a handsome man who works hard to attract butterflies everywhere. I can’t be so old now!
Yun Hanxiao reached out and touched her face. I wanted beauty, I wanted to take care of my skin, and I didn’t wait until everyone called my mother before I came to care about this matter.
She felt a strong sense of crisis from her heart.
"Mom...I'm sorry..."
Linghu Xiaojing murmured and said vaguely, frowning slightly.
Di Shajie said impatiently:
"Since I've called, I've accepted it even if I apologize... That's fine!"
After glanced at the little jade hand that was still being pulled by Linghu Xiaojing, Di Shajie wanted to persuade Yun Hanxiao to follow him back.
At least Linghu Xiaojing will not die if she is drunk even if she is drunk. Only then will she want to pay attention to this girl.