An Exclusive love

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The winning living room is over 200 square meters in size, and he sits on the central sofa. And Xin Rong ... standing in the most corner, still shrinking behind a large vase.

"Do you hear me when I speak?" Ying Yuan raised his voice. "I don't want to use shouting in my own house."

Xin Rong went forward ... one step.

Seeing her shivering, Yingwang pouted and stood up: "Tonight you are still sleeping in a guest room, and tomorrow I will let them renovate another master bedroom. Modern time is different from ancient times, two hours is quite In an hour. "

"So ... what time is it now ... what hour?" Xin Rong asked weakly.

Yingwang pointed at the clock on the wall: "The thinnest and longest is the second hand, the thicker is the minute hand, and the shortest is the hour hand. Now the hour hand is pointing at 9 o'clock, then the time is 9 o'clock." Bewildered, Yingwang pointed to the tablet she had been holding in her hand and said, "There are introductions in it, look back for yourself."

"Yes, Rongrong knows."

"You don't have to talk like this." Yingwang stood up. "From today you are my sister, Miss Qianjin, the winner. Remember, no one in this world can bully you."

Xin Rongji looked at him: "I ... I ..."

"What's wrong?" Yingwang looked at her.

"I thought you hated me," Xin Rong whispered.

Yingwang stood up sternly: "You think too much, rest early."

"... Oh." Xin Rong didn't dare to ask any more, it was definitely not her thinking, this man must not like her.

Followed by Yingwang went upstairs and went straight into the room where she stayed last night.

Xin Qing has taught her how to use the shower, and Xin Rong puts the water into the bathtub. The high tension all day caused her temples to be a little cramped, rubbed her eyes a few times, and closed her eyes, thinking that she would never see her father, mother and sister again, and tears came out again.

"Mother, what should I do ... this world is weird, how do I live?" Xin Rong murmured watching the steaming water mist, "Although Aunt Qing is very good to me, but Rong Rong misses you so much, Ooooooooooooooohhhh ... mum! I want to go home. "

No matter how much you cry, you can't go back, stand up after venting. The little girl in the mirror is not fully developed, but her skin is brighter and smoother than modern women. Her delicate pores are invisible.

"I'm very beautiful! It looks like my sister." Xin Rong saw such a clear self in the mirror for the first time, and she reached out and touched it. "The high-tech is better than the bronze mirror."

Thinking of the mother always worried about her lively temperament, no one looks like a lady, and what to do if she can't get married in the future. Xin Rong wanted to cry again, trying to shed tears back and sucking his nose: "Yong Rong! From now on you are Xin Rong, you are the winner's child, you have a new father and mother, and an older brother, you Be brave and strong! "

When she got dressed and bent her hair, she found something on her shoulders.

"Totem?" Xin Rong's face changed suddenly. How could she have a totem on her body? ?

At the same time, Xin Qing is inviting credit with Ying Qing.

"I didn't tell Rong Rong that she had a totem behind her, and I didn't tell her that two people with a totem would attract each other."

Ying Qingcang hugged her to bed: "You have paid too much attention to her."

"It's not for your son!" Xin Qing rubbed his waist. "Too much activity today, help me rub." Xin Qing lay on the bed, "Do you say I'm old?"

The man's hand rubbed slowly around her waist, and the attachment in Win Qing's eyes was not reduced by half: "It feels so good, where is it?"

"Hee hee." Xin Qing turned his head to look at him for a while, "You are still so handsome!"

Ying Qingcang lay down and hugged her and asked, "Do you really think that winning is right for Yun Rong? They are 13 years old, and your son is a full round."

"So what?" Xin Qing pointed to himself, "I was 17 when I first met you, and according to ancient algorithms, Rong Rong will be married in two years. They are just right!"

For her optimistic thought, Ying Qingcang was not optimistic at all. Winners are inherently rebellious. He was so opposed to Zu Xun and Xin Qing together, and now his victory must be greater than his response.

However, my wife is the biggest, and the happiness of my son and others doesn't matter!

"I want to give them a chance." Xin Qing said seriously, "We were together because of ancestor training, but weren't we also in love with each other? They are now the same as we were, if we could also love each other, It will be happy! "

"I know." Ying Qingcang kissed her forehead, "sleep."

Yingwang found that Xin Rong was more afraid of him. When she ate in the morning, she almost buried her face in the bowl, as if she saw her face and died.

"I'm going to the company today, and a teacher will come to teach you simplified Chinese characters. We told her that you lost your memory because of an accident, so as long as you take care not to say those ancient people, she should not find a problem."

Yingwang put down the newspaper: "There will be another teacher in the afternoon. You will decide the class time. Call me if you don't understand."

"I see." Xin Rong lowered his head.

"I said you don't have to be afraid of me. Raise your head." Yingwang frowned. "This is the phone number. The phone has taught you how to use it yesterday."

Xin Rong looked up, turned to panic and turned in panic, but the girl found her blushing.

"Are you okay? Are you sick again?"

"No ... nothing." Xin Rong stuttered.

This man has a totem! He might be his own mate ... As long as he thinks about this, Xin Rong doesn't know how to face him.

Yingwang thought she was struggling with men and women again, so she stood up and went out: "I go to the company, you eat slowly."

Seeing him leave, Xin Rong's heart gradually calmed down. Absent-mindedly drank the porridge, and was preparing to start learning how to use the dishwasher, and saw Xin Qing coming in with a smile from the yard.

"Rong Rong!" She took Xin Rong's hand enthusiastically, pointed to the old man who came with her, and said, "This is Aunt Li, she will take care of you and look after here."

Because Yingwang doesn't like having outsiders at home, he always eats at Xin Qing. Now Xin Qing decides to let him spend more time with Xin Rong, so it is necessary to eat something together.

"Little Miss!" Aunt Li is a relative of Aunt Tian, ​​and she also helped the winner before.

Xin Rong tried to restrain the urge to salute, nodded and asked curiously, "Little lady?"

"Oh, you have another sister, she is the boss of our family." Xin Qing explained to her, "You will see in a few days. Not only her, but my little son, your other brother. "

"I see." Xin Rong finished, saying shyly, "Aunt Qing, I have something to tell you."

Xin Qing blinked: "Okay! Let's go over there."

"Let's go!" Pulling Xin Rong to the edge of the pool, Xin Qing raised his eyelids. "Do you want to ask me about my ancestral training?"

Xin Rong was so ashamed, how could a girl who hadn't been in the cabinet made such a mouthful.

"Okay, I understand." Xin Qing patted her hand. "The winner's ancestral training has such a meaning, but it mainly depends on the parties, that is, the attitude of you and the two."

Seeing her head down and not talking, Xin Qing pulled her hair curls as hard as possible, "In short you don't have pressure, we don't care about things like Zu Xun. And you are still young now. , Think of those too soon. "

"Sorry ... I'm sorry." Xin Rong apologized with a flushed face. "I shouldn't ask, it's rude."

She thought Xin Qing was saying that she did not observe etiquette, a girl asked such questions.

"You child!" Xin Qing flicked her head. "Did I tell you that there isn't so much restraint on women here? Women and men are the same, men and women are equal!"

Xin Rong froze for a moment, slowly reacting: "Well, I see."

"No rush, we don't expect you to get used to it, take it slowly!"

After a while, the teacher who won the hope came. At first, Xin Rong was worried about being a man. As a result, when she saw that she was a female teacher, she felt relieved and began to understand Xin Qing's so-called equality between men and women.

Xin Qing stayed with her for lunch before leaving, and another female teacher came in the afternoon. Xin Rong studied very hard. She wouldn't have known that it would be late if she didn't win back.

"Come with me." After dinner, Yingwang volunteered to call her upstairs.

"This is another master bedroom. It's already packed. This will be your room in the future." Yingwang pushed open the door, Xin Rong explored his head, and when she saw what it looked like, she covered her mouth in surprise. .

Finally saw something familiar. Carved wooden beds and red furniture exuding a touch of wood, even the bedding on the beds are lilac embroidered with lotus flowers.

"It's tailored for you, presumably to make your stay more comfortable." Yingwang pointed to other modern decorations. "You see, this is the combination of classic and modern, and many modern people also like to do this."

Xin Rong looked at him with a red nose. "Thank you, I ... I like it very much."

"Call brother." Ying Wang looked serious.

... Xin Rong froze, biting her lip and screaming.

"brother."

The soft and soft glutinous voice sounded like glutinous rice orchard wrapped with sugar, and Yingwang felt a sudden itching in his heart, which made him feel inexplicable.

If he wins the kid, he will tell him that he is cute! It's a pity that he is the only one here, so he turned his head a little awkwardly.

"Did I call it wrong?" Xin Rong looked aggrieved, obviously you asked me to call it.

Yingwang narrowed his lips and said, "No, I will call you like that in the future, come here."

Xin Rong felt that the man was changing too quickly, but still walked obediently.

"This is the cloakroom, where you put your clothes." Yingwang opened the wardrobe and saw Xin Rong's face change before he walked in.

She suddenly reached out and grabbed the sleeve of hope: "May I not wear those clothes!"

"Those?" Yingwang didn't understand.

Xin Rong blushed again, stuttering, "It's ... the teacher from the afternoon, she ... her thighs are exposed ... exposed."