"It's all that little beggar, if it weren't for her, how could Lingling, the daughter of a city lord, suffer this crime!"

His fists were clenched, flames were quenched in the dark eyes of the wind chimes, and his usual arrogant tone floated with resentment.

"Little beggar?"

Zheng Yizhen stopped arranging her hair, raised her eyebrows slightly, and the wind chime chuckled in her heart, and tilted her head unnaturally.

Miserable!

To be discovered.

Sure enough, the next moment, the wind chimes really experienced what is called a curse from the mouth.

"Didn't you say you fell yesterday?"

"Mother, it's that little beggar, that little beggar is so hateful, she ......"

The wind chimes hurriedly argued, why did they say it with one mouth? No matter how lawless she is in the city, no one has the courage to sue the City Lord's Mansion no matter how much trouble she has caused, besides, she has her cousin to cover her up on weekdays, and she has been extremely successful in covering up in front of her father and mother, and she has never shown a flaw for so many years.

Zheng Yizhen's face was ugly, and he nodded the forehead of the wind chime, and admonished loudly, saying:

"Nonsense! It's such nonsense, Lingling, Lingling, do you know who you are? What does it mean in the Windy City? If you make trouble outside, do you want the face of our city lord's mansion anymore? ”

"Mother, that little beggar deliberately let Ling Ling not come to the stage in front of everyone, what is even more hateful is that she forced Ling Ling to kneel in public, her mother and father were never willing to let Ling Ling kneel, Ling Ling held a breath in her heart, if this breath did not come out, how could Ling Ling calm down and recuperate!"

The wind chime tugged at Zheng Yizhen's sleeve, his face was pale, and his tone was weak.

"Mother, Lingling's leg hurts so much-"

Looking at the miserable and miserable appearance of her baby daughter who was pampered and raised in the palm of her hand at this moment, Zheng Yizhen's demeanor couldn't help but soften, patted the back of the wind chime's hand, softly comforted the depressed wind chime, and instructed two words to take care of her injuries, don't go out of the house to cause trouble and the like, and then turned around and left Jingling Garden.

The wind chime exhaled lightly, and finally passed this level, and I didn't know what to think, and beckoned to the door:

"Come on, go to the Zheng Mansion and invite my cousin to the City Lord's Mansion, and just say......"

Rolled his eyes.

"Let's just say that the young lady has injured her legs, and her heart is very uncomfortable."

***

Rifle Inn.

"Chaochao, what are we going to eat later?"

The pure white little tiger was lying on the edge of the bed, the tiger's tail swinging restlessly, looking like the biggest appearance of the great monarch of the world, very arrogant, and patted the melon seeds on the high head day and night.

"Tiger dish."

The soft front paws hugged his head, and the golden eyes looked at the morning and night accusatory, and the snorting overseer was about to jump out of bed.

The day and night fingers picked up the small figure to escape.

"When did you learn to protest?"

The overseer covered his mouth.

If you don't say it, you don't say it.

"Lotus fragrant glutinous rice chicken."

"Braised pork with dried bamboo shoots."

Try to keep your sanity.

"Stewed pork ribs with tea flavor."

"Honey rib grilled chicken thighs."

……

Can't help but swallow.

"Forget it, it's better to eat some stir-fried radish and vinegared cabbage for breakfast, it's good to be light and light."

"Whew-"

The overseers were deflated.

She doesn't want to eat turnips and cabbage, is she a tiger, has anyone ever seen a tiger eat greens? Isn't that a joke? It's just that her body has become smaller, and Chaochao is raising her as one of those weak rabbits?

It's horrible.

Looking at the corners of Chaochao's lips, the overseer turned red with a tiger face, deliberately-

So angry.

……

"Hey! Did you hear that? ”