"What are you doing here?"

An immature voice sounded at the door, and Rong Xiaocheng stood at the door, looking at the maid standing at the door.

"Little Master...... I'm waiting for the young lady. ”

"What are you waiting for my mom for? I'm looking for my mother, and you are not allowed to rob me. ”

"Little Master is not, I won't rob the young lady with you."

Xia Yunge took advantage of this time and hurriedly poured the milk in his hand into the vase next to him.

Fortunately, there was a vase, and she wiped a little milk on her lips, and then she wanted to turn around and walk towards the bathroom.

The maid just looked up and saw Xia Yunge walking towards the bathroom, and immediately said, "Young lady, I'll just take the cup and wash it." ”

When Xia Yunge turned around, his lips were licked unconsciously.

The maid saw it, took the cup, turned and left.

Rong Xiaocheng: "Mom, why do you like to drink milk?" ”

Xia Yunge: "I don't like it either, it was given by my grandfather, so I must drink it." ”

Rong Xiaocheng: "I don't like milk. ”

He grew up drinking milk since he was a child, and he hated it to death.

Xia Yunge didn't like it either. But what's the solution?

She had had a drink before, but the more she thought about it now, the more scared she felt.

Not her villain's heart.

It's just that she didn't dare to think that Rong Wenfu's attitude towards her really made her feel furious, just like that, and she still sent milk every day?

Is this purely for Rong Lingfeng or does he have ulterior motives?

Rong Lingfeng hadn't come back yet, she thought about it for a while, and said to Rong Xiaocheng: "You go to bed first, and I'll change the water for the flowers." ”

Xia Yunge carried the vase to the bathroom.

But there was water in the vase, and she couldn't take out the milk in it, it was already diluted.

Looking at the milky white water, Xia Yunge had an urge to take out the milk for testing.

If the milk is okay, she will drink it calmly in the future, otherwise, the old man will not be playing with the strange eyes he looks at her every day.

In short, she won't be naïve to think it's a good thing, she won't hurt people, but it is impossible to be killed inexplicably.

It's a pity, what will she do next time the milk comes?

You have to think of a way, otherwise you will make yourself like you have paranoia of being victimized.

Even though she had lost the milk, Rong Ling still smelled the milk when she came in.

"What? Spit up? ”

Seeing Xia Yunge with her back to her, she thought that she forced herself to drink milk and forced herself to vomit.

Xia Yunge came out with a vase.

"No, change the water for the flowers."

Seeing that Xia Yunge didn't say anything, Rong Lingfeng didn't ask anymore.

Rong Xiaocheng was already waiting for her on the bed.

"Mom, tell me the story."

Rong Lingfeng took his clothes and went to take a bath, he still had something to do, and as soon as he came out, he only said: "You go to sleep first, and I'll take care of some work." ”

"Hmm." Xia Yunge has exercised so much tonight, and now his two arms are still very stiff, as if he had just lifted many pounds of heavy objects, and the pain was unbearable.

After taking the book for a while, she counted on Rong Xiaocheng: "You help your mother hold the book, and I'll tell you." ”

Xia Yunge's hands were sore, Rong Xiaocheng was very well-behaved, and he listened to whatever Xia Yunge said.

Rong Lingfeng came out of the bathroom, and at a glance he saw the same picture as always, his mother and son were filial, and he also felt happy.

Xia Yunge's mouth was telling stories, but her eyes looked at Rong Lingfeng's back, her brows furrowed slightly, and all the cells in her body were full of pressure and depression.

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