Cute baby coming: the dark president paranoid love

Bai Lu understood that today's dishes did not suit Ling Jingchen's taste at all, seeing that his chopsticks have not moved.

"I... I'm actually not good at cooking, but I can make biscuits." She whispered in embarrassment.

Speaking of biscuits, Ling Jingchen's eyes narrowed slightly, "Last time you said that you made biscuits and put them on the dining table, is it true?"

"Really, why should I lie to you?"

"Why is there no more?"

"I came over to question Sima Qinghui, and my sister heard it too. She said that the window was open, and maybe a cat or mouse came in and took it away. She also said that you knew about it."

"..." Ling Jingchen lowered his eyes and raised his brows slightly.

I did smell the butterscotch aroma of biscuits that day, but I didn't see a single biscuit. Even if a mouse or cat ate it, at least some crumbs would be left.

It seems that Sima Qinghui threw it away in all likelihood out of "jealousy".

"Have you come to question me?" Ling Jingchen really didn't know about it, and Sima Qinghui didn't mention it at all.

Now it was Bai Lu's turn to be surprised, "Didn't she complain to you? I..."

It's really strange, I sprayed anti-wolf spray on her, and even stabbed her with electric shock, she yelled to tell Ling Jingchen, but she didn't say a word, it's really unbelievable.

"Did you fight?" Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Ling Jingchen asked.

Bai Lu pulled her lips, chuckled, "No, because she called Sister Xue, and after she explained the situation, my sister dragged me home, and then I met Uncle Jialiang on the street."

Ling Jingchen didn't want to delve into anything further, and got up, "I'm going to serve the meal."

...

Because neither the elder brother nor the younger sister came to eat, Ling Moxue returned to Qinglian Lane with a pair of treasures. The three of them were carrying things in their hands, saying that it was Chinese New Year, and these things were brought over for uncle to eat.

"Uncle, has that future aunt gone back?" Ling Qiyue immediately became happy when she saw that Sima Qinghui was not there.

Future aunt? When Bai Lu heard this, her mood plummeted.

"Yes, she went back to her home." Ling Jingchen smiled slightly.

"Uncle, does she still want to come back?" Ling Qiyue saw Bai Lu's little disappointment, and ran over to hold Bai Lu's hand, "If she doesn't come back, you can marry my little aunt, she really likes you .”

"Sauerkraut." Bai Lu covered her mouth and carried her to the sofa.

Ling Qiyue slapped her hand off, annoyed, "Auntie, am I helping you?"

"I don't want to force your uncle, otherwise, he will be under pressure, what should I do if I don't see me in the future?"

"But I really want my uncle to marry you. I don't like that Miss Sima at all."

"You call her future aunt."

"..." Ling Qiyue opened her mouth and didn't know how to explain it for a moment. Finally, she sighed and patted her calf, "Oh, my uncle is stupid. He gave Miss Sima a gift of love and said next year to marry her."

Bai Lu showed sadness, and looked back at Ling Jingchen who was tidying up with Ling Moxue, thinking that such a good man was eventually pursued by Sima Qinghui, and felt sad again.

"I want to go shopping, do you want to go?" Bai Lu looked at Pu Ge, then at sauerkraut.

"Go." Ling Qiyang replied.

"Sister! I'll take Bago sauerkraut to the streets." Bai Lu put on her bag and greeted Ling Moxue.

After Bai Lu took the children away, the two remaining brothers and sisters did their own cleaning.

Coming to the bedroom upstairs, Ling Moxue found that there were many things belonging to Sima Qinghui in her brother's room, and immediately understood that they had already slept together.

Seeing that many places were covered with dust, Ling Moxue asked casually: "Brother, doesn't Qinghui usually practice hygiene?"

Ling Jingchen smiled bitterly, "I knew how to do it when I first came here, but later on I became a lot lazy, saying that I was tired from work and wanted to hire hourly workers back."

But it's Chinese New Year right now, so it's hard to hire hourly workers.

"Are you getting along well?"

Ling Jingchen frowned, and the smile on his lips slowly disappeared, "It's okay."

"Brother, are you lying to me? I can see from your face just now that you are not happy with her." Ling Moxue grabbed his hand and said seriously, "If you are not happy, don't force yourself, Marriage is not a child's play, if you get married, you have to be responsible to her, so you have to be mentally prepared and think about whether you are suitable."

Ling Jingchen smiled lightly when he heard this. Except that Sima Qinghui is too coquettish to herself, too tired of being crooked, the two of them sometimes talk on different channels, and he doesn't like her coquettish affectation, other aspects are pretty good.

After all, she changed a lot for herself.

"Let's get used to it slowly. At the beginning, there is always some dissatisfaction or friction." He replied.

Ling Moxue smiled helplessly, "Brother, it seems that you are really infatuated with her."

Ling Jingchen didn't speak any more, rolled up his sleeves and dragged vigorously on the floor...

When the work was almost finished, Ling Jingchen received a call from Zhao Qin, asking him if he wanted to go home for the New Year tomorrow?

Ling Jingchen was stunned for a moment, "Go home for the New Year?"

"Jingchen, isn't Zizhu Mountain your home?" Zhao Qin's tone was obviously displeased, "You are not married yet, when your father died, I was still his legal wife, and I didn't divorce him, so, You are still my stepson!"

Ling Jingchen rubbed his forehead, to be honest, he automatically ruled out that "family" long ago.

"Aunt Zhao, I will celebrate the New Year with Moxue and the others tomorrow, so you don't have to wait for me."

After Zhao Qin finished listening, she hung up the phone with a "snap". Looking up, she looked at Ling Mengyao who was sitting on the sofa playing with puppets, and snorted softly: "Things without conscience."

Ling Mengyao looked at her when she heard the words, showing a hint of displeasure, "Mom, who are you talking about?"

"Who else? Of course it's those two white-eyed wolves," Zhao Qin patted the sofa angrily, "I've raised them for a few years, but no one came back to see me during the Chinese New Year."

"Mom, if you want them, just tell them and I'll call them." Ling Mengyao went to get the phone as she spoke.

Zhao Qin grabbed her hand and roared angrily: "Don't make fun of yourself! Sit down obediently."

"But I really want to meet that vixen, she hasn't come to see me for a long time!" Ling Mengyao growled. wxya

As soon as the words fell, the mother and daughter suddenly heard a "click" behind them, turned their heads, and saw that Yanniang broke a sugarcane in her hand, that action was really neat and crisp.

Ling Mengyao's face turned pale, and she retracted her neck carefully.

Zhao Qin didn't like Yanniang long ago, she didn't do anything, she followed her every day, and she didn't smile. Although her face was not bad, with good features, it was as good as an ice sculpture. no difference.

"Hey, Niang Yan, do you have a husband and children at home?"

Zhao Qin suspected that Yan Niang would not be able to bear children. If she hadn't had long hair, her breasts were a bit fuller than men's, and her waist was slender, it would be easy to be regarded as a man.

Yanniang gnawed on the sweet sugarcane without saying a word, and turned a deaf ear to her words.

"Mom, Ling Moxue didn't put her in our house on purpose, did she?" Ling Mengyao asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's possible."

"I don't like her, you drive her away now!"

Every time Ling Mengyao sees Yanniang, she feels uncomfortable, especially her indifferent eyes, she doesn't regard their mother and daughter as the hostess here.

You must know that this house belongs to the Ling family.