has been pressed by Cheng Yixin for more than 20 years in her life, and now Cheng Yixin's hair is still in love with her, which makes it difficult for Ning Rou not to be complacent.

Han Zichen pulled his lips, and the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of mockery, which was fleeting, and disappeared before Ning Rou could see it clearly.

She was in a trance, and a hint of doubt appeared on her face, but she was not sure if she had just seen it wrong.

"No, let's be honest, Sister Ning Rou is indeed very cute." Han Zichen also noticed it, his thin lips opened lightly, and he spit out a slightly warm word.

"Thank you Brother Lin Dong for your compliment, Cousin Yixin and I are still close." Ning Rou instantly dispelled her suspicions, lowered her eyes slightly, and said modestly.

And a little self-aware!

Father Cheng and Lin Dong glanced at each other, and they both saw the ridicule in each other's eyes.

"Hahaha, Rourou is this kind of character, she doesn't like to fight, and she knows how to be humble." Ningbo seized the opportunity and hurriedly held his daughter, and did not forget to step on Cheng Yixin: "It's Xin'er, the girl, who doesn't care about the feelings between relatives at all." ”

"Well, Cheng Yixin does have some problems sometimes." Lin Dong looked at Ningbo and spit out a sentence that was neither light nor serious, which made Ning Rou's feeling a little stronger.

This Lin Dong definitely took a fancy to her, otherwise it would be impossible to follow Ningbo's words and blame Cheng Yixin.

Ning Rou smiled, just pursed her lips, and didn't dare to look at Lin Dong openly anymore, she was afraid that as soon as she raised her head, the love in her eyes would be exposed in front of Lin Dong.

"Xin'er, this child is indeed a little unkind, but her heart is still good." Cheng's mother's face sank slightly for a moment, although she was a little angry just now because of Cheng Yixin's attitude, but after all, Cheng Yixin is a treasure at the top of her heart, even if she is her own brother, she doesn't want him to have any opinions on Cheng Yixin.

"What's wrong with Xin'er?" Father Cheng snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back and walked into the house, "If people all over the world are like you who only care about family affection and ignore the rules, I'm afraid it will be chaos." ”

Cheng's father's words are very clear, he doesn't believe that Ningbo can do anything good with this money, and he feels that Cheng's mother's ideas are biased.

At one or two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was hot to death, and Cheng's mother had not had time to put down the freshly cut fruit plate in her hand, stretching her neck to look at the figure of Cheng's father leaving, slightly melancholy.

After so many years of marriage, Cheng's father has never said a cruel word to her, but now this sentence makes her sensitive, and she smells a trace of disappointment that is not obvious.

She is not the kind of demon who helps her brother, but her life is so happy and peaceful, she can't see her brother doing so badly.

She also understands that now Ningbo dares to belittle Cheng Yixin in public in their Cheng family, and most of the courage is given by her.

"Sister, what does this brother-in-law mean?" Ningbo also stretched his neck like Cheng's mother to look at Cheng's father's gradually disappearing figure, and rubbed his nose with some dissatisfaction.

He knew that this brother-in-law had always looked down on their family, and if it weren't for Cheng's mother's relationship, he was afraid that he would not be able to say a word in this life.

But I also forgot how enthusiastic Cheng's father was when their family first came to Cheng's house a few times.

"What do you mean by your brother-in-law, you are like a mirror, and you still ask me?" Cheng's mother had a rare hint of unhappiness on her face, she blinked, only felt that the sun was very hot, put down the fruit plate and turned around and walked into the house.

After Cheng's father and Cheng's mother left, there were only three members of the Ning family and Lin Dong left in this courtyard. Number Five

Lin Dong is okay, the Ning family has gone from Ningbo to Ningrou, and they don't have a good look on their faces.

"See, this is your good sister." Li Fang quietly rolled her eyes in the direction where Cheng's mother left, and said angrily: "If you don't want us to come, just say it, this day is full of anger, it's great to be rich?" ”

The first few sentences are fine, but the last few sentences are getting louder and louder.

Ningbo glared at her, Li Fang restrained a little, sat down to eat the fruit plate cut by Cheng's mother scolding, and threw the grape seeds to the ground while eating, making a mess of the originally clean small garden.

Ning Rou stood silently behind Li Fang, shook her lightly with some embarrassment, and smiled a little embarrassedly when she saw that Lin Dong's eyes were still on her.

In the face of such an excellent Lin Dong, Ning Rou still has some inferiority, she loves vanity, but she also understands how bad her original family is.

"My mother is like this, she doesn't speak very well, but she is still very good." Ning Rou unnaturally stroked the air bangs on her forehead that were a little stuck together because of sweating, but she wanted to give an example halfway through her words, and after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't think of anything good that Li Fang had done that could be taken to the façade.

So such an embarrassing picture was formed, and I wanted to say that my mother's kindness would make Lin Dong have a better image of her, but I didn't know where it was good after thinking about it for a long time.

"I know." Lin Dong turned his head slightly and looked away, and quite understandingly took a piece of watermelon and handed it to Ning Rou, "It's hot, let's go back and stay after eating this watermelon." ”

Ning Rou couldn't believe it for a while, and when she reacted, Lin Dong's hand had been raised for a long time, she hurriedly stepped forward to take the watermelon, holding it in her hand like a hot potato, a lot of blush had appeared on her face, and she ran back to the house shyly.

Cheng Yixin was already about to explode when she stood on the balcony on the second floor, she just watched the interaction between the two of them, and if the mobile phone in her hand was a piece of paper, she was afraid that it would have been crumpled up a long time ago.

Lin Dong, as the third male, has always liked her in the book, but now many plots have changed, so even she doesn't know if Lin Dong will change his mind to like others.

Phew, it's okay to like others, she can still accept it, if she doesn't have any eyes to like Ning Rou, that's a slap in her face.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yixin couldn't help it, and when she turned around, she was about to rush down and pick Lin Dongti up and ask what was going on.

It's a pity that before he had time to take two steps, he was picked up by Han Zichen on the side.

"What are you going to do?" Han Zichen looked at Cheng Yixin's desperate struggle, simply let go of his hand, closed the balcony door, and blocked the door with a look of swearing that he would not give in.

"I'll ask Lin Dong why he likes people like Ning Rou!" Cheng Yixin was still a little stunned when she was let go for a while, and then gritted her teeth and spit out a paragraph, as if she was not enough, and pointed to Lin Dong downstairs who was still continuing to talk with Ningbo: "I really don't understand what he thinks!" ”

In fact, more often than not, I still feel betrayed.

Lin Dong knew that she hated Ning Rou very much, but he still chose to show favor to her.

I've known each other for so long, and this relationship is here, shouldn't I stand on her side unconditionally?

This made Cheng Yixin feel a little betrayal, but after looking at Han Zichen's eyes, she retreated a little frightened.

"Don't worry, your hair is not a stupid white sweet JC brain." Han Zichen also looked in the direction that Cheng Yixin was pointing, and paused for three seconds before he spoke meaningfully.