Rebirth of the Little Military Wife

Song Lingling looked at her, Gu Jiajia looked good, and took a fork to eat bit by bit, and ate a lot.

Song Lingling's eyes were filled with pink bubbles, "Sister Jiajia, you are so beautiful."

Gu Jiajia raised her eyes and looked at her with a smile: "You are beautiful too."

"You have such a temperament, everyone does the action of eating, but you do it so elegantly and noblely."

Gu Jiajia chuckled: "Really?"

"I want to learn from you and be a woman who is full of elegance in every gesture and gesture."

"Just do whatever you want, don't make demands on yourself, or you'll be miserable."

"Aggrieved?" Song Lingling was surprised, she never expected Gu Jiajia to say that.

"When you are with Yijun, don't feel psychological pressure. Don't pretend to be yourself. After pretending for a long time, you don't even know yourself."

"Hmm." Song Lingling nodded receptively.

"Let's not say that Yijun is my son. His looks alone can attract many girls. Facing those girls who are jealous of you, you should still tear them up."

"Ah?" Song Lingling was taken aback for a moment, she hadn't thought about tearing things up.

Song Lingling's dazed look looked very cute in Gu Jiajia's eyes.

Gu Jiajia looked at her and said with a smile: "Sometimes call me more, and you must tell us when you encounter any setbacks. Don't hold it in your heart, you know?"

Song Lingling nodded in a daze: "I know."

"What are you talking about?" Gerry came over with a glass of wine and stood behind Gu Jiajia, looking at Song Lingling with gentle eyes.

Song Lingling was still a little nervous seeing him, his aura was too strong.

She was about to get up to greet Gerry, but Gerry waved his hand and said, "You continue to eat, I'll take your mother away."

"My mother?" Song Lingling was flustered in the wind.

"It's kinder to call me Mom." Gu Jiajia winked at Song Lingling, got up, and left with Gerry.

call mother?

Song Lingling didn't react for a long time, and the server came over to take away Gu Jiajia's plate. Seeing Song Lingling sitting here in a daze, she wondered if she was frightened.

"Song Lingling, you are really capable." Song Nuoyu sat down in the chair that Gu Jiajia was sitting in just now, with a smile on her face, but gnashed her teeth.

Seeing her, Song Lingling couldn't help but regain her senses.

Song Lingling looked at her with displeasure: "Can you stop leaning in front of me? It's annoying to look at you, and I'm not the man you like, why are you always pestering me?"

Song Nuoyu always felt that she was very beautiful tonight, and a man was watching her.

So when she faced Song Lingling, whom she hated the most, she always kept smiling.

But what he said was a little unsatisfactory.

"Are you very proud now?"

Song Lingling gave her a blank look: "I hate me so much in my heart, but you still want to smile in front of me. If you don't tire of smiling, I'll get tired of looking at you. If you have something to say, hurry up and fart."

Song Nuoyu smiled slightly, and looked at Song Lingling with disdain: "I really don't know what Young Master Jing likes about you, you are so unskilled in speaking."

"You speak well, but people don't like you." Song Lingling picked up a piece of Western-style dessert, shook it up, and looked at Song Nuoyu with a smile: "Sister Jiajia asked me to eat more desserts. She brought it to me herself, and she said she liked me and made me call her mother more kindly."

When Gu Jiajia was talking to Song Lingling, Song Nuoyu was listening not far away, and she heard everything Gu Jiajia said to Song Lingling.

There was a fire of jealousy burning in Song Nuoyu's heart.

What does Gu Jiajia like about Song Lingling?

And let her call her mother instead? !

Song Lingling and Jing Yijun haven't written a word yet!

If Song Lingling really called her mother, wouldn't she announce to everyone that she was Jing Yijun's wife?

"Song Lingling, don't get too complacent!" Song Nuoyu gritted her teeth.

"I really enjoyed myself tonight."

"Toad eats swan meat, sooner or later you will cry!" Song Nuoyu stood up, gave Song Lingling a hard look with an expression of "I will win", then got up and left.

"It's inexplicable." Song Lingling looked at Song Nuoyu's figure coldly: "Every time I see me, I lose my temper, do you have liver qi stagnation?"

Song Nuoyu went straight to the bathroom.

Such a big banquet, so many people came, but the bathroom was very quiet.

The time for the banquet is limited, and all the people gathered tonight are celebrities and high-class people.

They are reluctant to spend such precious time in the bathroom.

Some people come to the bathroom when they can't hold it anymore.

There were not many passers-by going to the bathroom, Song Nuoyu saw Jing Yijun in the corridor.

Seeing him, Song Nuoyu walked towards him with his head held high, his voice sweet and sticky: "Yijun, you are very handsome today."

Jing Yijun didn't even bother to give her a look, and just walked past her.

Song Nuoyu gritted her teeth and ignored me?

I can't believe you ignored me!

With a plan in mind, she turned around abruptly, twisting her high heels: "Ah..."

She deliberately let herself fall down, and wanted to take the opportunity to fall on Jing Yijun. If he helped her, she would hug him and kiss him madly...

Even the picture has gone through in my mind, but the reality is a bit cruel.

With a flash of Jing Yijun's body, she slammed into the wall. Because she really twisted her foot, the heel of her shoe broke again. When she hit the wall, she couldn't stand still, and she slid down the wall, her two claws desperately scratching at the wall. , as if she wanted to grab something she could hold on to, but the wall was tiled and very smooth, so she couldn't grab something to hold on to, which made her movements so embarrassing that it was comical.

A young man just came over, apparently going to the bathroom, and when he saw Song Nuoyu falling down, he clenched his fist and covered his mouth with a grin.

Jing Yijun stood two meters away from Song Nuoyu, raised his eyebrows and looked at her with distaste: "The hypochondriac disease is serious, please seek medical treatment as soon as possible."

Song Nuo's tone made her eyes turn red, she raised her head, and looked at Jing Yijun charmingly: "I sprained my foot, you..." Can you help me up?

Jing Yijun didn't give her time to finish, he turned around and strode away.

Song Nuoyu looked at his back and beat the ground angrily, with a ferocious face: "Song Lingling, you must die!"

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Song Lingling, who was eating with gusto, suddenly sneezed.

Jing Yijun just came back, pulled a chair and sat down, frowned and looked at her: "Have a cold?"

Song Lingling continued to eat: "No."

"Is it cold?" While speaking, Jing Yijun was taking off his suit jacket.

Song Lingling raised her head and looked at him suspiciously: "It's not cold. I eat all the time, and the food is enough to fight the cold. Are you cold? If you are cold, why do you take off your coat?"

She said it wasn't cold, and Jing Yijun put on his coat again: "I'm already sneezing, is it really not cold? Or, I'll tell the hotel manager to adjust the air conditioner."

"I'm not cold, sneezing..." Song Lingling chuckled, "Someone might have scolded me."

"I saw Song Nuoyu on the way back." Jing Yijun picked up the juice and took a sip.

Song Lingling put a piece of fried thin meat into her mouth: "And then?"

"She tried to moles... me."

"Cough...cough..."