Seeing that he looked very nervous, which was a bit beyond our expectations, several people looked at the door with their chins in their hands, feeling a little emotional.
"It's nice to have a brother." Xiao Ai said, glancing at me intentionally or unintentionally, and then placed some fish balls and beef rolls in the hot pot.
Because we hadn't eaten much before, everyone was a little hungry. Taking advantage of the fact that the brothers and sisters were not around, we were not polite and did our best to help, and soon we were able to make a lot of money.
As a senior foodie, Xia Yu's taste is quite good. I tasted it and felt very satisfied. Anyway, I can't help much, so I can only enjoy my own.
Seeing me eating and drinking there carelessly, Ding Ling looked at me with a smile and said, "Your little lover is unhappy, why don't you go and see?"
"There is her brother." I said and smiled bitterly.
"That's different. If you go there, she might be happier." Ding Ling said with a sweet smile.
"It's not appropriate." I said, shaking my head as always.
"Then you have to think about it. It's too heartless to remain silent." Ding Ling said, pushing me, and then added in a sensible way: "Don't worry, I won't be angry. Youdao means to eat others."
He is short-tongued and even celebrates someone else's birthday. You should see it both emotionally and rationally."
"Oh." After hearing this, I quickly stood up and pretended to go out to take a look. As expected, I immediately saw Ding Ling biting her lip with a hateful expression. When she saw her
In this way, I laughed for a while, and then glanced at her with a playful smile. She knew what I was going to say, and she pouted a little embarrassed.
However, I am not angry, and there is nothing to be unhappy about. There are too many things that need to be paid attention to in life. I cannot satisfy everyone. For my own future, I think it is enough to grasp the most important few.
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Thinking of this, I rolled up my sleeves and acted like a man. Then, I put some of Ding Ling's favorite food in her bowl and accompanied them both obediently.
As a bystander, Xiao Ai always acts like she is looking for trouble, and her words always have a hint of provocation. Her bad habits are very similar to Xia Yu's. Sometimes
I really felt that they were a perfect match together, but then I thought that I was naive.
In fact, the more similar things are, the less likely they are to be together, because the same sex repels each other, and for them, this common hobby is not enough to attract each other.
What's more interesting is that in the past few days, Xiao Ai has started calling me "Master" and "Master". Although it sounds like calling me a bicycle repairman, this girl never tires of it.
I corrected her several times, but to no avail, and eventually I acquiesced to this term.
But what I never expected was that since then, Xiao Ai has been pushing her limits. Many times, while I was still huddled in bed without getting up, I could hear this girl chatting with Gui Gui in the living room, and
, as long as you cook for yourself, you should bring an extra bite from time to time, because no one knows when this girl will come back with Ding Ling to eat and drink.
Things got even more serious later on. Sometimes, this girl would live in my house so grandly, and would drive me to the sofa to sleep with Ding Ling in her arms like a dove occupying a magpie's nest.
I was quite speechless, and was often made dumbfounded by this little black girl. Fortunately, Gui Gui didn't hate her, nor did Yao'er. Everything in the house got along well with her.
However, it is not a good idea to have a lot of women living at home. Rumors and gossip are bound to happen. When carrying bags to buy groceries, there are always those nosy uncles and aunts who joke about it, and there are also those who are similar in age.
Pointing and pointing, it felt a bit awkward at first, but I got used to it later.
Under all kinds of "training", Guigui has learned to buy groceries by herself, because she is so lovable, and the uncles and aunties in several nearby shops are very nice to her.
However, this girl Guigui still has a soft spot for all kinds of snacks. If she is allowed to go shopping on her own, she will come back with packs of snacks nine to nine times out of ten.
We all turn a blind eye to her bad habits, but Yao'er likes her very much. A little girl, a little fox, she just stays at home and doesn't leave.
There was a strong smell of snacks in the room. Sometimes, I would get so angry that I would pull this little girl over and slap her on the butt, but she would always put it off with a playful smile.
Maybe, this is my brother's feelings for his sister. I wasn't sure at first, but when I saw Xia Yu and Xiaorou, I suddenly understood.
Thinking of this, I suddenly smiled bitterly. Apparently, it was too late for Xia Yu and I to meet each other. If it had been earlier, maybe things wouldn't be like this.
When I left Xia Yu's mansion, it was already late at night. When I got home, the lights in the house were still on. The girl Gui Gui huddled on the sofa with a blanket and had already fallen asleep.
I went over and touched her forehead. After making sure that the girl was fine, I carried her to her room, put the girl on the bed, and glanced at the bedside lamp. Only then did I realize that
, Guigui is already an eighteen-to-nine-year-old girl, with a pretty face and an attractive figure. If it weren’t for this girl’s special physique, it wouldn’t take long for her to find a handsome boy to marry.
Thinking of this, the corner of my mouth curled up, and I suddenly felt that this might not be a kind of fate. A book of "The Art of Burning Heaven" sent me to Guigui. I still don't know when I can make this girl completely change from the so-called
Freed from the shackles of fate.
After covering her with the quilt, she placed Yao'er, who was pretending to be dead with her eyes narrowed, next to Guigui's pillow. She made the bed for her and pinched the little girl's nose. I turned off the lamp.
Withdrew.
I wanted to take a bath, but the bathroom was occupied by Ding Ling. I was very shameless and wanted to take a mandarin duck bath with her, but this girl immediately refused.
In fact, I could force my way in and force her to do it, and I often did that before. However, at this moment, I am too exhausted physically and mentally to be in the mood. To put it bluntly, the fatigue has been very strong recently, and every muscle seems to be being beaten.
It's like something is holding it down.
After a hasty shower, without drying my hair, I changed into my nightgown and lazily crawled on the bed, pointed at my back and said to Ding Ling: "Girl, give me a squeeze!"
"There is a fee." Ding Ling said with an ambiguous smile.