Emperor Shaohao's favorite: the sky-high price, cute little sweet wife

It was my mother who wanted to make a video call with me just now. I was afraid that she would see the clues in the room, so I went to the garden. If I knew you were back, I would definitely tell you, sorry for scaring you. "Ye Jinglan took pity on her and kissed her on the head.

Song Qing shook her head, in fact, she was a little overwhelmed, and she couldn't blame Jing Lan at all, "Did the mother say anything?"

Ye Jinglan let her go slightly, let her sit on the sofa, and poured her a glass of water, "She said that she knew about us a long time ago, because we have been hiding the news from them, so they It’s just that I don’t know about it all the time, for fear that we will go to great lengths to conceal our illness. Now that we know that we can be discharged from the hospital, they want to come and see us when the time comes, and bring us something to recuperate our bodies.”

"They know..." Song Qing drank the water and looked at Ye Jinglan, "It seems that your work is not in place, and you said you won't let them know."

As parents, knowing that their children were injured, they must be very sad and worried. Naturally, Song Qing didn't want them to know about their injuries. She didn't think of it, and she didn't hide it at all.

"They will come over soon, so let them live at home then?" Ye Jinglan looked at Song Qing inquiringly.

"It's good to live at home. It's more comfortable and convenient than a hotel. I'll tidy up the room and let..."

"You should leave these matters to Wang Ma. You still need to rest well and not be too tired." Ye Jinglan immediately stopped her.

"I'm fine now, the scars have basically fallen off, and there are no scars, no wounds will be involved, and I have been recuperating these days, and if I don't exercise, I should grow flesh. "Song Qing said, pinching her little belly.

"No matter how much flesh you have on your body, I like it." Ye Jinglan pulled Song Qing into his arms, slid his palms over her waist, and hugged her in his arms.

"It's itchy..." Song Qing wanted to push him away, but unfortunately she didn't succeed.

Ye Jinglan tightly wrapped her hands around her, leaned on her arm, and looked greedily at her face.

Song Qing looked at those faintly strange eyes and his current behavior, swallowed her saliva, and quickly diverted her attention and said: "You said that Lin Xiao helped you with the discharge procedures, right? Your clothes have already been changed, so can we go back directly?"

Ye Jinglan nodded, and finally took her hand and stood up, "Okay, let's go home."

……

To celebrate the return of Song Qing and Ye Jinglan, Wang Ma cooked a table of dishes.

Seeing that there were so many dishes, Song Qing asked Ye Jinglan to call Lin Xiao and ask him to come over for dinner.

After Lin Xiao entered the door, he sat down and drank a glass of wine unceremoniously, "There is something wrong with you husband and wife today, and you even thought of me. This meal tonight will not be your last supper, right?"

Ye Jinglan glanced at him, and said to Songqing: "I just said that some people are born to seek abuse, and if you treat him better, you will feel uncomfortable all over."

Song Qing smiled and asked Wang Ma to make a bowl of soup for Lin Xiao, and then said to him gratefully: "During this time, thanks to your care for the two of us, we will borrow flowers to present Buddha tonight, please have a light meal and show your respect. gratitude."

"The two of you have been really worried during this period. My physical and mental injuries cannot be made up for by one meal, at least ten meals." When Lin Xiao said this, he was facing Ye Jinglan's.

Ye Jinglan directly pushed the wine bottle in front of him, "There is only one meal at night, whether you like it or not."

"Look, look, he's really stingy. For you, my gray hair came out. I let you treat me to dinner, but there are so many complaints. Ye Jinglan, let me tell you, don't count on me in the future. Even if you call me, I won't talk to you anymore." As he spoke, Lin Xiao took a shrimp very rudely.

Ye Jinglan looked at Lin Xiao eating happily, and snorted, "Didn't you say you ignored me, so you still eat at my house?"

"This time, Songqing asked me to eat, and Wang Ma made it, what does it have to do with you. Besides, I'm already hungry, why don't I eat." Lin Xiao said very naturally.

"You're not afraid of flashing your tongue." When Ye Jinglan was speaking, she sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for Song Qing.

Song Qing watched the two of them flirt with each other, and thought it was quite interesting.

It can be seen that the relationship between the two of them is very good. After all, those who can harm each other calmly must be people who know the basics.

Lin Xiao's appetite was really good, and he ate a lot.

After Ye Jinglan finished eating, she watched him eating, "It's not enough for you to eat so much, did you reincarnate as a starving ghost?"

"There's so much to talk about every meal, reincarnated from a gossip?" Lin Xiao turned back, "I'm doing a good deed, okay? It's shameful to waste it. No one like you has even the slightest sense of shame."

Song Qing came out with fruits and put them on the table, "Lin Xiao, eat slowly, these fruits are quite fresh, eat more."

"Look, Song Qing is still sensible." Lin Xiao glared at Ye Jinglan.

Ye Jinglan stood up directly, not as knowledgeable as him.

"Jinglan, you can eat some too." Song Qing used a fork to fork Ye Jinglan a piece of yellow peach, "It tastes very good, I just tasted it."

Before Ye Jinglan washed her hands, she took a bite of Song Qing's hand.

"How is it, is it delicious?" Song Qing looked at him expectantly.

Ye Jinglan nodded, "It tastes good."

Lin Xiao clicked his tongue twice, and stood up, "In the final analysis, you just think that I disturbed the world of the two of you, right? Okay, I'll go, I can go."

Lin Xiao went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then took his coat and car keys, and said to Song Qing with a smile: "I've finished eating, let's go first, thank you for cleaning up."

"You're welcome, go back and drive slowly, be careful on the road." Song Qing is going to Song Linxiao.

Ye Jinglan pulled her, "There's no need to go out, it's cold outside, and it's not like he doesn't know the way."

"Okay, I know you dote on your wife like your life, I won't let her give it away, don't be nervous." Lin Xiao said with great emotion.

After finishing speaking, he greeted Song Qing and went out, and soon the sound of a car came from the yard.

Song Qing watched Lin Xiao drive out and patted Ye Jinglan's chest with a smile, "Why do I feel that when you and Lin Xiao are together, you will always become childish unconsciously."

Before saying that they fell in love and killed each other, Ye Jinglan gritted her teeth and punished her severely, but now Song Qing changed the way of saying it.

"Nonsense." Ye Jinglan said, leading Song Qing upstairs.

"No, it hasn't been cleaned yet."

"Let Wang Ma clean up, you don't have to be busy." Ye Jinglan insisted, and pulled Song Qing upstairs.

"Wang Ma, it will make you hard." Song Qing stood on the stairs and said to Wang Ma.

"No hard work, no hard work, these are what I should do, just go and rest." Wang Ma said to them with a smile.

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Ye Jinglan led Song Qing to the study, and then opened the door of the balcony. Song Qing saw the flowers planted on the balcony at once, and there was also a small garden in the corner of the courtyard downstairs. A lot of flowers bloomed.

"Jing Lan, when did I get these, why don't I know?" Song Qing was very pleasantly surprised.

The scope of the garden is not small, and it cannot be completed in a day or two, and those flowers are obviously transplanted, so it should not be short time for all the flowers to reach their current state.

"When I was in the hospital, I heard you said that you wanted a garden like this, and you wanted to make a swing in the garden. Then you could sit in it, read a book, drink tea, and bask in the sun. I don't know what you want What kind of swing does the swing look like? Just let someone make one based on your own feelings. It’s on the other side of the garden. I’ll take you to see it later. If you don’t like it, let someone make a new one.” Ye Jinglan hugged behind her Her waist, chin resting on her forehead.

"I like it, I like it, as long as you make it for me, I like it no matter what!" Song Qing stepped on her feet and looked at the corner of the garden, but her sight was blocked and she couldn't see there at all.

Seeing that Songqing wanted to see so much, Ye Jinglan let go of her, and took her to the private garden specially built for her.

The flowers are blooming delicately, and when you approach, the fragrance of the flowers is tangy.

When I was upstairs just now, Song Qing felt that the stems of these flowers were quite short, but after being there, she found that the flowers were quite tall.

Next to the sea of ​​flowers is a small pavilion covered with white gauze. In the small hall, there is a wooden tea table and a swing made entirely of wood. The color of the wood looks very simple.

The breeze blew, the white gauze swayed, and it smelled like the fairy tales in the costume TV.

Song Qing couldn't wait to lift off the white gauze and walked in, then sat on the swing with cushions and pillows, she liked it very much.

Ye Jinglan followed in and sat down on the couch next to her after seeing her having a great time playing.

The short, somewhat delicate couch is also covered with cushions of the same color and a few pillows. If you feel a little sleepy in the autumn afternoon, you can take a nap here in the sun.

Song Qing played on the swing for a while, and happily ran to Ye Jinglan's side, and said to him: "Jinglan, thank you, I really like this little pavilion."

"Just like it." Ye Jinglan pulled Song Qing to sit beside her, "I'm still worried that you don't like it, if that's the case, you won't feel surprised."

In order to give Song Qing this surprise, when Song Qing came back, it was covered with a cloth. It happened that Song Qing was only thinking about herself and the company, so she didn't pay attention to it.

"Now you can rest assured, I was definitely pleasantly surprised. I will sit here tomorrow when I get up, smell the fragrance of flowers, and bask in the sun."