"What did she say to you?" Ling Xiao watched from the rearview mirror as Ling Dudie entered the car, looking a little absent-minded.

"Nothing." Ling Dudie frowned involuntarily.

She didn't understand why Mu Jingrou wanted to help her by herself, and she actually felt a little dull in her heart.

Ling Dudie took the dress Mu Jingrou gave her from the seat next to her, and the exquisite packaging was beautiful.

After the car drove to Ling's house, it was not too early, Shen Siyi was still not at home, Ling Dudie thought of the man's back at that time, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Ling Dudie lowered her head and went all the way back to her room.

I don't know what tricked her into opening the dress Mu Jingrou gave her, although she is the Miss Ling family, but she has never bought any decent clothes all year round, and she rarely participates in high-class gatherings, Ling Xiao has only taken her to a large-scale dinner party once, or 17-year-old Midsummer, he just wanted to see her jokes, scolded her in front of everyone for being a chick/prostitute, and pointed to a whole table of wine for her to accompany the wine.

Ling Dudie was very stubborn at the time, biting the corners of her mouth and looking at the strange world, the last pair of bright eyes locked on a person, accompanied by wine, Ling Dudie faced Ling Xiao, bottle after bottle, without blinking her eyes.

With a flushed face, she finally staggered to Ling Xiao, stretched out her little hand and shook it in front of Ling Xiao's eyes, "Give me a tip." ”

Of course, Ling Xiao didn't give her a penny, but she was lying in his arms.

That night, Ling Dudie didn't know how she came over, she kept vomiting, had a high fever, and even suffocated in the middle.

Ling Xiao sent her to the hospital overnight like crazy, and called the attending doctors of all departments.

Only then did he realize how stupid he was, and almost killed Ling Dudie.

Alcohol allergy.

Mu Jingrou is very discerning, with a knee-length white dress, dignified and beautiful, with a unique tailoring, not very ostentatious, and even a little elegant, Ling Dudie looked a little distracted in the mirror.

Every girl dreams of wearing a long dress.

"It's beautiful." The abrupt voice behind her startled Ling Dudie.

But soon, Ling Dudie returned to normal, and she was indeed used to Ling Xiao.

"Still, I like you to wear that." Ling Xiao approached with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ling Dudie was directly a certain distance away from him.

He's just too dangerous.

"If you like it, you can wear it." Ling Dudie said politely.