Pet Handbook

The New Year's Eve dinner of the Lan family this year is completely different from the previous ones. No one, including Chen Xiangqing, would have thought that there would be such a day where the family would sit at the same table in a peaceful seat, except for Yinuo and Lisa who had already seen through everything. .

The cold marble in the room is warmed by a harmonious atmosphere, and an open fire is lit in the decorative fireplace. Agarwood is buried in the carbon pile, and the sweet potatoes that have been washed and wrapped have been washed, and the aroma has already spread through the tinfoil.

Let all the servants in the family go on vacation, and Shen Xiangqing cooks a meal entirely by herself. Lisa, who is not good at Chinese food, grabs Lan Bo, who wants to help, and sits in the living room watching TV, leaving the kitchen to Lan Jingling and Shen Xiangqing. alone.

"I've never seen grandpa so down-to-earth." Lan Jingling was full of emotion while peeling the onion in her hand.

"I think it's better for him to be aloof." With a knife in his hand, he drew a phantom on the chopping board, and what Chen Xiangqing said was true.

"That's right." Frowning, recalling the experience of the past few days, Lan Jingling also agreed.

Since I brought Chen Xiangqing back and had a deep talk with the old man for 10 minutes, my woman seems to have changed hands. Wherever there is Chen Xiangqing, there must be Lan Bo following him not far away, making Lan Jingling unable to do anything. The act of passing over.

Although he admitted the intimacy between the two on the surface, whenever Lan Jingling tried to make any intimate moves, Lan Bo would always explode uncontrollably, as if he had robbed him of his love.

Even though the old man always swears and promises that there will be no next time afterwards, there will still be a rogue little old man who will do bad things and good things next time, making Lan Jingling choked up speechless.

The most excessive thing is to ask myself and Shen Xiangqing to sleep in separate rooms, saying that it is not legal if there is no order from the parents and no words from the matchmaker. You must hold another decent wedding in front of him and accept the blessings of the people of the world before you can share the same room and get married clearly The certificate is in the safe and laughs at himself comfortably.

Originally, he wanted to compromise on the surface, and then went to Chen Xiangqing's room to do things at night.But before she walked five meters from the door of the room, a figure appeared from nowhere, so frightened that Lan Jingling almost suffered a myocardial infarction and died on the spot.

The old man actually sent his personal bodyguard who was a veteran of the special forces to guard Shen Xiangqing's door, just to prevent a certain thief from picking flowers in the dark night and high winds. Lan Jingling really couldn't say it.

"Hey, you are thinking about something indescribable." Chen Xiangqing's disgusted voice came from beside her ear.

You also know that bitterness and hatred are deep, Lan Jingling retorted in her heart unconvinced, the forbearance these days is more painful than when Chen Xiangqing came to her aunt, there is nothing like being able to see, touch, or even kiss but not get it It is even more tormenting.

"Speaking of your conscience, we haven't had sex for a long time." Lan Jingling couldn't vomit the bitterness in her heart, "Don't say what it is, usually at home, even Qingqing and I have to be wary of someone stalking us, it's too embarrassing Yes or no."

"Yes? I thought you were very used to performing in front of others." Chen Xiangqing didn't take it seriously, "You might not believe me, but I've slept well these few days."

"Are you saying that you would be happier without me?" Suppressing the indignation in her heart, Lan Jingling made a beauties hugging her heart.

It's obviously acting, but the eyes are involuntarily moist from the sadness, and even the snot can't stop wanting to run down.

"It's been said that your acting skills are exaggerated. I don't understand why anyone would ask you to film a movie." Chen Xiangqing curled her lips in disgust, "I asked you to peel the vegetables. It's not clean if you rub your hands on your body. Remember to wash your hands before continuing to peel."

In Shen Xiangqing's mind, her status had dropped to not as good as an onion. Lan Jingling was recognized with grief and indignation.

As expected, a woman can't be indulged at will, or she will forget who she is. Lan Jingling threw the onion in her hand into the water, and secretly tried to make a detour to approach from behind.

"Where are you going?" Chen Xiangqing was the first to notice Lan Jingling's abnormal movement.

"I..." Lan Jingling, who was doing nothing, was caught on the spot, so she could only touch her nose in embarrassment, "I'll go out and see if anyone else is coming."

"Is there a stupid word written on my face?" Chen Xiangqing said that this lie has no technical content, "Who dares to barge in without the old man's invitation, because they want to find bad luck in such a festive day of the Chinese New Year."

The house of Lan's house is probably Lamb's lair, and it has been shielded and monitored all year round.He obviously didn't do anything outrageous, but made himself look like a gangster. It's a pity that Lambert got used to strategizing and couldn't change it.

Naturally, no one would dare to trespass in the house. The bored Lamb recently discovered another function of the surveillance camera, which is to observe the actions of the two villains all the time.Whenever Lan Jingling has a little disturbance, she can always show up at the first time to ensure that her daughter's sacred body will not be violated.

"Why are you so smart when you have nothing to do?" Sniffing, Lan Jingling complained, "Not to mention anything else, how long has it been since you kissed me and hugged me!"

Closing her eyes and pursing her lips in the direction of Chen Xiangqing, Lan Jingling simply acted like a rascal.

Closing your eyes is asking for a kiss from the other party. This is an agreement.

"Don't make trouble, dinner will be served right away, I haven't finished it yet." Chen Xiangqing lightly pecked reluctantly, and quickly threw herself into another wave of vegetable chopping work.

"Tell me, I am more important than the food!" Dissatisfied with being perfunctory, Lan Jingling groped around the chopping board with her eyes closed, vowing to compete with a table of ingredients.

"Of course the New Year's Eve dinner is important." Chen Xiangqing replied without thinking.

This is her first New Year's Eve at Lan's house, no matter what her status is, Chen Xiangqing wants to do a good job.

More importantly, Chen Xiangqing has already decided not to enter the entertainment industry because Chen Xiangqing has made another decision in her heart and wants to announce it in front of all the important people during the dinner.

"What were you talking about just now? The wind was too strong and I couldn't hear it." She shouldn't be humiliating herself, Lan Jingling refused to admit defeat and rubbed her inexplicably sore nose, raising her volume to feel her presence.

"I said stop making trouble, there is no time." Chen Xiangqing repeated.

From the corner of the eye, she caught sight of the person who was still sticking to her side and refused to let go. Chen Xiangqing sighed silently in her heart, but found that there seemed to be tears welling up in the corner of Lan Jingling's eyes. Only then did she realize that she seemed to have said too much .

Turning around, Chen Xiangqing hugged the person beside her with all her strength, and gently kissed away the tears from the corners of Lan Jingling's eyes, but more and more things went against her wishes.

"You...what's the matter?" Chen Xiangqing asked worriedly, "I don't hate you, it's just that this is my first New Year's Eve here, there must be a good one..."

Halfway through the speech, Lan Jingling's tears became like a fountain and couldn't stop, Chen Xiangqing could only wipe her tears in a hurry, not knowing what to say to comfort her.

"Don't cry..." Chen Xiangqing could only speak dry words.

It was the first time seeing Lan Jingling crying so unscrupulously in front of her, just because of her neglect these past few days, Chen Xiangqing blamed herself a little, but there was nothing she could do.

"Oh, don't cry, you can do whatever you want!" Seeing more and more tears piled up, Chen Xiangqing became more and more at a loss, "I'll go to your room tonight, okay, don't cry!"

"Really?" Lan Jingling asked, sobbing.

"Yes yes yes, as long as you stop crying, I will sleep with you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!" No matter what, Chen Xiangqing just wanted to make the person in front of her stop crying.

Seeing Lan Jingling stubbornly closing her eyes to hold back her tears, Chen Xiangqing felt her heart tugging, once again confirming from the side that the weight of the person in front of her in her heart was beyond imagination.

"Then we have agreed, you will sleep with me every day from now on, you are not allowed to cry tired, and you are not allowed to complain to grandpa." Lan Jingling fought for her rights with tears in her eyes.

Things that can be solved with a few worthless tears, it was really blind that she tried to force Chen Xiangqing to be overwhelmed by her domineering president, and Lan Jingling slandered.

"Uh..." After hesitating for a few seconds, Chen Xiangqing was a little puzzled, why the topic suddenly went off by tens of thousands of miles.But seeing that Lan Jingling was about to open the gate again, she could only bow her head to her tears, "Okay, I promise to fully cooperate and work tirelessly."

"Full...cooperate?" Forgot to cry for a moment, Lan Jingling repeated uncertainly, "Can I use props?"

"Come on..." Resisting the urge to swear, how can this person not forget to smash the sky when he is sad, "I can do it, but others can't."

"Okay!" Resisting a smile that was about to burst out of her body, Lan Jingling stretched out her little finger, "Pull the hook to stamp."

"Childish." Not feeling that she said anything strange at all, Chen Xiangqing stretched out her hand to hook Lan Jingling's little finger, and muttered cooperatively, "Pull the hook, hang yourself, 100 years, don't change."

"Stamp!" Lan Jingling took the initiative to kiss Chen Xiangqing's lips with her mouth instead of her hand.

A simple kiss, anyway, Chen Xiangqing had promised to come at night, and Lan Jingling was not in a hurry, the old man might jump out of the void again to prevent the rare closeness between the two.

"I promised you, why are you still crying?" Chen Xiangqing looked at Lan Jingling's continuous tears with aggrievedness, and even wanted to cry herself.

"I don't want to cry either." Lan Jingling also had a bitter face, "I just accidentally smoked my eyes from the hand that peeled the onion, and you touched my face after cutting the onion and didn't wash your hands. Hyun Mai still can't stop."

"Really." The corners of her lips curled into a smile, and Chen Xiangqing grabbed a freshly sharpened knife from the chopping board that could clearly reflect a person's face.

"Someone seems to be coming, I'll go and see who it is." Lan Jingling ran away from the scene of the accident with oil on her feet, and before she left, she blew a comforting kiss.

"Lan! Jing! Ling!" An angry female voice pierced the sky.