Ye Feifei wanted to say yes, but she was afraid that if she said so, Xiao Ling would think more.
Well...now she can't tell the truth!
"I... think your dad is very good at competition." Ye Feifei said, putting down the little bun and pretending that her wrists were sore, "Baby, mommy is tired, can you go back to the room to rest first?"
When the little bun heard that Ye Feifei was tired, he quickly stretched out his little hand obediently, "Mommy, baby, take you back to the room."
Ye Feifei held Xiao Baozi's hand, looked back at Xiao Ling, and limped upstairs.
But Little Baozi did not take Ye Feifei to his room, but sent her to Xiao Ling's room.
Xiao Ling's room at this moment can be said to be very gorgeous. The bed has been enlarged and the decoration has been changed. The overall style is like a wedding room. Yes, it is a wedding room for weddings.
Ye Feifei felt a little rejected in her heart.
"Baby, this is not my room."
Little Baozi nodded and said seriously: "This is the room where mommy and daddy belong. My second uncle said that you are both wounded, so it is easier to take care of you if you live in the same room."
Easy to take care of? What logic!
Ye Feifei said that she sincerely admired Lin Haoyu's imagination, and he never tried to trick her!
Can she and Xiao Ling live together? Can they sleep in the same bed for half a month? Obviously not. Even if Xiao Ling can bear it, she is afraid that her bestiality will show up and pounce on Xiao Ling.
After all, she has reached such an age and needs a boyfriend to make up for it. Keeping Xiao Ling is not a sheep in a tiger's mouth!
Of course, later on, Ye Feifei realized that her idea was completely wrong. She was not a tiger, she was just a little white rabbit that was eaten clean by Xiao Ling.
"Mommy, look, here are the new clothes that Dad has prepared for you. Lots and lots of them, they are very beautiful!" Little Baozi said, opening a wardrobe directly opposite Ye Feifei.
Seeing those hanging things, Ye Feifei held her forehead and said in panic: "Baby, zip it up quickly!"
Oh my god, is Xiao Ling sick? Why are you putting so many pajamas here when you have nothing to do? And they look a bit too big. What is Xiao Ling thinking?
Could it be that he wants her to have a lace temptation?
"Mommy doesn't like it!" Seeing Ye Feifei's painful expression, Little Baozi lowered his head and waited for Xiao Ling to walk in.
In fact, according to Xiao Ling's actual situation, he should have followed the room quickly. But he had to pretend to be a wounded person, so he had to be supported when going upstairs, and his walking would not be so smooth.
"Daddy, mommy doesn't like the pajamas you bought!"
This was the first sentence Xiao Ling heard when she entered the room.
Xiao Ling slapped her feet and thought: Impossible, they are all copied according to the previous style, how could you not like it.
"Daddy, don't doubt it, mommy just doesn't like it." Little Baozi said firmly.
Xiao Ling walked over slowly and asked softly: "Feifei, you don't like it?"
Ye Feifei nodded and said with certainty: "Yes, that style is unacceptable."
Xiao Ling didn't believe that the clothes she chose were so bad, so she went over and opened the closet door in person. When she saw the red and green rags, Xiao Ling's face turned dark.
This is not his choice! He is not so vulgar!
What is a little leather whip!
Don’t think too much, it’s Lin Haoyu’s fault. It seems that Lin Haoyu is itchy and wants to be beaten!
Since he is seeking death, then he is not polite!
With a murderous intent, Xiao Ling put away all the things in the closet, turned to Ye Feifei and said, "I didn't choose it."
Ye Feifei said oh, with a look of disbelief.
Xiao Ling said: "I chose your pajamas before. I like...that style."