Yes, this misunderstanding was also caused by Yan Yuan.
Zhang Ling has not used Moments since she decided to live for work.
Yan Yuansheng expresses herself sexually and may feel that her circle of friends is a bit barren, so she grabbed Zhang Ling's circle of friends with her evil hand.
As Zhang Ling's best sister, she is aware of all Zhang Ling's habits, including never looking at her circle of friends for ten thousand years.
Zhang Ling calculated based on the dynamic time in her circle of friends and recalled that Yan Yuan happened to be playing with her mobile phone at that time.
They were watching a variety show, and a picture of snail noodles flashed on the screen, which instantly aroused Yan Yuan's desire to eat snail noodles.
Yan Yuan seemed to have missed out on a million-dollar prize. Why was Zhang Ling so disgusted with the taste of snail noodles? As a result, she, Yan Yuan, had not eaten snail noodles for a long time.
Father was dubious about Zhang Ling's explanation.
Yan Yuan didn't know where he got the news that Zhang Ling's place was full of snail noodles?
Surrendered to the trap, he peeked his head at the door. When he saw that everyone in the house was not tense, he walked in with a look of surprise.
As soon as she entered the door, she said excitedly: "Zhang Ling, you are indeed my best sister! I just heard last night that I wanted to eat Tan Ji's snail noodles. I got so many servings of snail noodles today. Even if I let you
I ate every meal, and I couldn’t finish it in a month.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yuan pretended that he was not aware of the trouble he had caused, and he did not feel the anger from Zhang Ling. He arrived at his home as usual, picked up a portion of snail noodles and started eating.
The three of them looked at Yan Yuan's eating appearance, a bit like a famine refugee who had not had a full meal for many days and finally took a chance to have a full meal.
"Well, not bad, Tan Ji's snail noodles still taste the same as before. Zhang Ling, you... forget it." Yan Yuan suddenly remembered that Zhang Ling would feel nauseated when she smelled the smell, so she looked at Li Xiang and said with a smile, "Li Xiang,
How about you come together..."
Because Yan Yuan knew that Li Xiang would always pay attention to Zhang Ling's circle of friends and her relationship with Zhang Ling.
Even if Li Xiang sends snail noodles, Zhang Ling will definitely give her the snail noodles to destroy.
But I never wanted to see Li Xiang’s attentiveness with my own eyes. It was too exaggerated!
She thought about checking the situation and running away, or maybe she was accidentally seen by someone in the house because her legs were not working when she saw the delicious food.
So Yan Yuan could only pretend to be stupid and try to get through.
"Ling'er, what's wrong with you?"
Li Xiang looked worried and had no time to talk to Yan Yuan at this time. He saw that Zhang Ling was vomiting even more violently because of Yan Yuan's behavior.
Ling'er, this title was secretly mentioned to Li Xiang by Yan Yuan.
I don't know why I called you out in a hurry today? Maybe I feel that only calling me this way can bring us closer to each other.
"It's delicious...well, it's delicious..." Just eat it, Yan Yuan still muttered it from time to time.
For Yan Yuan, the delicious snail noodles were more important than the years of sisterly love with Zhang Ling. She didn't say a word of concern and just kept burying her head in the noodles.
Li Xiang nervously stepped forward to help her and said, "Ling'er, I'd better take you out of here first and go somewhere else to get some fresh air. Maybe you'll be better. Or I'll take you directly to the hospital."
"No, it's okay." Zhang Ling was a little confused because of this title, and even thought that Li Xiang in front of her was her first love and said, "Little flea, listen to me, we must deal with these snail noodles first. Otherwise, the neighbors will
We have to come to the door again.”
It was the first time that Yan Yuan heard Zhang Ling use this title to someone other than her first love. She raised her head slightly to see Li Xiang's reaction.
I found that Li Xiang seemed to have taken it for granted that this title belonged to him.
Li Xiang watched Zhang Ling finish her words and began to vomit again. At this time, he held a handkerchief like a first love and gently wiped the remaining traces of saliva at the corner of his mouth.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!" he promised.
Li Xiang plans to catch Chen Jian himself and make him responsible for his actions.
Listening to his words, she felt like hearing the promise of her first love again. She even felt that the sin she suffered today was worth it.
She first looked at Li Xiang with an affectionate smile for a few seconds, her lips trembling, feeling like he didn't hear a word of what she was saying.
He thought there was something wrong with his ears, but he could still hear Yan Yuan's chirping clearly.
Then she suddenly took the initiative to snuggle into his arms. He may not have been mentally prepared yet. His body was as stiff as a piece of wood and his hands were naturally hanging down, for fear that an untimely touch would shatter this dream-like happiness.
Little flea.
Ever since the class reunion, Zhang Ling would call him little flea from time to time.
At first, he was a little uncomfortable with it, probably because she barked a lot and was extremely gentle when she barked. He gradually began to like this title.
He found an opportunity a few days ago and asked Zhang Ling why she was called Little Flea.
Zhang Ling smiled and replied: "Because when I call you little flea, it makes me feel like first love."
Although Li Xiang has never been in love, Zhang Ling is his first love. He feels that it is an extremely happy thing for both of them to get along with each other like first love.
So he no longer cared too much about the name "little flea".
Today Zhang Ling mentioned it again.
Or because of the name of the little flea, they let each other enter the role that each other hopes for;
Or maybe it was because his action of wiping her saliva made her enter a subtle state of narcissism.
Her body seemed to have antibodies against the smell of snail noodles. Her pale face gradually turned rosy, and then a happy smile appeared, and she said with a bit of shyness: "Little flea, it's great to have you!"
Li Xiang looked at Zhang Ling, who was curled up in his arms like a kitten, and heard his affirmative words, which seemed to instantly arouse the man's strong desire for protection, and then he took the initiative to reach out and hug her tightly in his arms.
He felt like he was lucky enough to see Zhang Ling hiding in his arms today as if he was in a dream.
Because of the conversation between the two, Yan Yuan had a strong sour taste of love that made her skin crawl. She raised her head and said with a somewhat sour tone:
"Zhang Ling, are you pregnant? Oh my god! Li Xiang, I didn't expect you guys to progress so fast!"
It seems that Yan Yuan was so tempted by delicious food that she completely forgot why Zhang Ling was vomiting?
The food in her mouth has not been completely swallowed, and the food residue is spraying out as she speaks.
Yan Yuan said this more like deliberately diverting misfortune.
Because of their close appearance and Yan Yuan's mention of pregnancy again, the father somewhat believed that his daughter was pregnant out of wedlock.
Therefore, his father was extremely unhappy. He suddenly came to Li Xiang's side, raised his hand and hit Li Xiang hard on the back of the head. At the same time, he also scolded Li Xiang:
"You stinky boy, is this true? You really made my daughter pregnant before we were married! See if I don't kill you stinky boy with my own hands today."
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Li Xiang's body trembled subconsciously after being beaten, which brought Zhang Ling's consciousness back to reality temporarily. She looked up at her angry father and stopped the violence in time.
The father put on a show and wanted to continue beating Li Xiang: "Don't stop me, I'm teaching you a lesson for this bastard who made you pregnant before we were married!"
"Dad, who said I was pregnant? You must have watched too many movies and TV shows with bloody plots. You don't know why your daughter is nauseated and uncomfortable, so how can you tell nonsense? It would be bad if it spread to the ears of outsiders.
"Zhang Ling looked at her father and continued.
"She, it's Yan Yuan who said it." My father pointed at Yan Yuan who was about to eat his second portion of snail noodles with an embarrassed look on his face.
After saying that, he immediately came to the door and took a vigilant look, only to see a figure disappearing at the top of the stairs not far away.
Faint eyes?
My father rubbed his eyes and still didn't see it, so he just thought he was dazzled.
At this time, Zhang Ling walked towards Yan Yuan aggressively: "Well, Yan Yuan, just because you want to eat this thing, you made my house full of the stench of snail noodles."
"What's wrong? I haven't had a good meal for many years because of you. Isn't it enough for you to indulge in it now because of me? After all, we have been sisters for many years!" Yan Yuan continued to enjoy eating after explaining.
"Okay, why not?"
"Okay, these are good sisters!" Yan Yuan said with a mouthful of powder.
Zhang Ling continued: "You are really my good sister! It's okay to use my account to post on your Moments. How could you say in front of my father that I got pregnant before we were married?"
Until now, Yan Yuan was still quibbling: "Did I say that? No! I just saw what you looked like when you vomited. I just asked out of curiosity. Uncle, it was my uncle who misunderstood. This is really inappropriate
It’s none of my business.”
Zhang Ling actually doesn’t want to do anything to Yan Yuan?
Just use such power to scare her into telling the truth!
She turned to look at her father as if to indicate that her mission was completed.
My father now completely believed that Yan Yuan was the culprit of all this.
"Well, Yan Yuan, I usually treat you well." As his father spoke, he approached Yan Yuan and rolled up his sleeves.
Yan Yuan still said with the unfinished food in his mouth: "Well, uncle, I know how good you are to me. Every time there is good food at home, you will never forget me. Even if my father is alive, he must not be as good as
You are so kind to me."
"It's good that you know!" said the father.
Yan Yuan nodded and said, "Uncle, you know me well. I, Yan Yuan, have always known how to repay kindness."
Perhaps because of the four words "repaying a favor", my father suddenly became angry and said with a bit of gritted teeth: "Well, not bad! Look at Yan Yuan, you are not stupid! You look very shrewd!"
"
Yan Yuan may have finished his second portion of snail noodles, but he also felt the power emanating from his father. He threw aside the disposable lunch box in his hand, stood up slowly, and asked with a smile:
"Uncle, why did you suddenly praise me so much today? It sounds embarrassing to others."
Li Xiang couldn't help but cursed, Yan Yuan was so thick-skinned, but he didn't realize that her father was praising her, that she could say such a thing.
Zhang Ling even covered her face and laughed because of Yan Yuan's words.
Yan Yuan just wanted to ask Zhang Ling why she was laughing, but her father didn't give her a chance to speak. He was already standing in front of him and shouted: "Yan Yuan!"
Yan Yuan's head was buzzing from the shock, and he pretended to be innocent and said with a bit of complaint: "Uncle, you are so close, you don't have to speak so loudly, I can still hear you clearly. What on earth are you doing?
What do you want to say?"
"Why do you want to post on Lingling's account on Moments if you have nothing to do?" the father asked with his eyes wide open.
It was as if he wanted to see clearly all Yan Yuan's dark tricks in this way.
"I...I..." Yan Yuan knew that she was in doom. She first looked at Zhang Ling, hoping that Zhang Ling would stand up and say a few words to her.
"Don't look at me. It's useless to look at me. I'm also very angry, okay?" Zhang Ling said coldly.
When she saw that Zhang Ling's face was even uglier than her father's, Yan Yuan turned her attention to Li Xiang and said, "Blame him, I can only blame him for this!"
"Blame me!" Li thought clearly that this matter was indeed his fault, but he did not expect that Yan Yuan could completely shirk his responsibility from his younger brother. He stood up and walked towards Yan Yuan, came to him and made a gesture and said,
"Yan Yuan, think about it before you decide who to blame?"
Yan Yuan understood Li Xiang's gesture and her face became much gloomier. She didn't expect that Li Xiang would threaten her with betraying her best friend.
Didn't expect that.
Li Xiang appears to be an upright and kind-hearted person, but in reality he is a cunning and sinister villain.
Yan Yuan could only swallow his saliva and endure it.
"Blame me, blame me, the main blame for this is me." Yan Yuan's tears seemed to be as easy as running water. She wailed and rushed towards Zhang Ling, hugging Zhang Ling tightly and crying, "Zhang Ling, I know I was wrong. Please
Will you forgive me this time?"
Li Xiang looked at Yan Yuan in surprise and began to admire this woman sincerely.
Zhang Ling said calmly: "Wrong? You are right, I was wrong."
When Yan Yuan heard this, he instantly became more energetic and said with a smile: "If you say so..."
Zhang Ling suddenly raised her voice and spoke harshly, interrupting Yan Yuan's natural thought and saying: "Yes, my biggest mistake is that I always treat you like a sister and trust you. But you..."
Yan Yuan panicked for a moment. She didn't want Zhang Ling to continue expressing herself, so she continued to hold Zhang Ling tightly and shouted: "No, it's me, I was wrong! Zhang Ling, please stop saying that. I really know I was wrong.
."
"let me go!"
Zhang Ling tried to break free, but Yan Yuan seemed to know that if Zhang Ling really broke free, the sisterhood between them would really come to an end.
"No, just don't. What do you want me to do to forgive me? Don't worry, I won't compromise on it. I just ask you to forgive me this time, okay?"
As Yan Yuan spoke, tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"Is this what you said?" Zhang Ling said with a proud smile.
It seemed as if she already knew that Yan Yuan would take the initiative to take all responsibilities.
"Yes, I said that." Yan Yuan still hugged Zhang Ling tightly.
"Then I will punish you and clean up these snail noodles in my house as quickly as possible, and I will forgive you." Zhang Ling said.
"Really!" She relaxed a little and looked at Zhang Ling and said.
"Of course." She tried to break away again but failed, "Can you let me go now?"
"No problem!" Yan Yuan then let go of Zhang Ling. After she looked around the house and outside, she said with a sad face, "That Zhang Ling..."
The astute Zhang Ling was the first to say: "Why do you regret it now? If you regret it, I won't make it difficult for you. The door is over there. From now on, we will never interact with each other."
"No, it's not regret!" Yan Yuan quickly waved her hand in denial, then restrained her saliva and continued to explain, "These are all left to me. I just want to know if I can keep some for myself to eat slowly."
Listening to Yan Yuan's words, the three people at the scene were all thinking that in the world of foodies, they are always thinking about eating.
