"I cooked you noodles." Rong Lingfeng said.

The corners of Xia Yunge's mouth hooked into a smile, Rong Lingfeng spoiled her so much, what was she not satisfied with!

Nine times out of ten, she didn't think that life would be smooth sailing, she just hoped that she would be successful in the end.

It's just that......

Xia Yunge didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Seeing Xia Yunge's brows frowning slightly, Rong Lingfeng asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Thank you for today." Xia Yunge lowered his eyes and looked at him.

Rong Lingfeng stretched out his hand and touched the top of her hair: "You don't need to tell me these words, and I don't want to hear it." ”

Seeing that Rong Lingfeng's tone was displeased, Xia Yunge rubbed his palm flatteringly and said, "I'm used to it." ”

Rong Xiaocheng also wanted to eat noodles, so he looked up and asked, "Mom, I want to eat noodles." ”

"Okay, let's eat together." Xia Yunge went to find a small bowl.

Tonight, I didn't seem to have eaten much.

Rong Lingfeng was small-minded, stared at Rong Xiaocheng and said, "After eating, hurry back, my mother's hand is injured and I can't take care of you." ”

Rong Xiaocheng pursed his lips and wanted to say that he could take care of Xia Yunge, but seeing his father's fierce appearance, he still obediently accepted Rong Lingfeng's request and went out.

There were only two people left in the room, Xia Yunge's eyelashes drooped slightly, even if he hid it even more, looking at Rong Lingfeng's eyes, he was still preoccupied.

He was about to open his mouth when there was a knock on the door.

The corners of Xia Yunge's originally calm mouth hooked up a touch of ridicule, needless to say, it must have been to send milk.

She glanced at Rong Lingfeng, what she could figure out with her toes, the old man hated her so much, but he only brought her milk every day?

Rong Lingfeng didn't move, she didn't move, he asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

"Is it that if I don't drink it, your cow's milk is going to go bad?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, which seemed to be enough: Am I here for the garbage collection station?

Whether it's something that no one wants, or something that's problematic, it's really a matter of exquisiteness.

Rong Lingfeng's eyes were filled with deep coldness, and when Xia Yunge got out of bed and was about to go to the door, he was one step ahead of her.

He opened the door and took the milk cup from the maid's plate.

Just as he was about to close the door, he saw that the maid wanted to speak and stopped.

Rong Lingfeng's eyes twitched slightly, and the maid spoke under strong pressure: "Young master, I'm waiting to take the cup down and clean it." ”

"You don't have to send milk in the future."

Rong Lingfeng's voice was cold, and the maid was startled, and quickly turned around and left.

As soon as the maid walked to the corner of the stairs, she saw Wang Ren and looked stunned.

"What's the panic?" Wang Ren looked at it with a cold eye.

"Steward Wang, the young master just said, let me not send milk to the young lady in the future."

Wang Ren's eyes narrowed, and he only waved his hand at the maid.

Liu Hanxi is behind the door, milk?

Was it sent by grandpa, or was it sent by Wang Ren?

What the hell is going on? Why can't she figure it out?

Rong Lingfeng closed the door and put the milk on the table.

Xia Yunge didn't move, maintaining the posture just now.

"I told them not to send it in the future."

Xia Yunge looked at Rong Lingfeng, she didn't speak again, there were some things she didn't say didn't mean it hadn't happened. But there are some words, if you say them directly, you will really tear your face.

However, she also knows that there will be constant trouble in the future, because Liu Hanxi is here.

"It's not early, let's go to bed first." Rong Lingfeng picked up the milk and went straight to the bathroom.

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