Rebirth group favorite: The sick and domineering little milk dog is super flirtatious

Yang Ming was taken aback, and quickly shook his head: "This... no, this is not in line with etiquette..."

"Who dares to say that it is not in accordance with etiquette! Stand up! My old woman will not be the first to spare him!"

"Now you are not the housekeeper of the Si family, nor am I the wife of the Si family! We are all free!"

"We are best friends, and at the same time... There is no one in this family who will not welcome you!"

"You are our distinguished guest! Mr. Yang!"

Yang Rong put her hands on her hips.

Smile like a flower.

The rosy eye sockets are faintly dotted with broken stars.

Just like the most scorching sun at the beginning.

Mr. Yang...

Yang Ming felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

stunned.

memory……

Back to the time when I met Yang Rong for the first time.

It was a sunny day and the flowers were blooming.

Butterflies spread their wings and soar.

It's not hot summer yet.

Cicadas even climbed up the tree secretly, and haven't started barking yet.

Yang Ming met Yang Rong for the first time in such a sea of ​​flowers.

I still remember that at that time, the beauty was so overwhelming that everything in the world was eclipsed. The incomparably noble Yang Rong asked her name with a smile on her thin lips.

Yang Ming, for the first time in his life, his heart beat faster, the deer bumped wildly, he stuttered, his face blushed, and he said his name——

Yang Ming.

The poplar of the poplar.

Tomorrow's tomorrow.

And Yang Rong...

Call yourself Mr. Yang.

That was the best name Yang Ming had ever heard in his life, and it belonged to him.

It was given to her by Yang Rong.

And later...

Yang Ming never had the courage.

Tell the shock of that look in detail.

Because the woman in front of me is so honorable.

Prominent.

She is the apple of the eye of the Yang family.

It is the brightest and proudest star in Yecheng, a red rose.

I don't know how many people are watching.

Not to mention...

The man I serve - Si Chengming, is also bound to win this red rose.

A housekeeper, and a successor of the Si family...

There is absolutely no comparison.

Yang Ming had no choice but to bury his feelings deep in his heart.

Silently guarding his best friend.

Silently guarding the woman he loves the most.

But nah...

The origin of love.

Dedicated.

How can we give up the land?

sometimes.

One look is enough to tell everything.

So nostalgic, affectionate, staring at the most noble red rose in Yecheng.

I can't hide it no matter what.

Like a kind of blasphemy.

A taboo to open Pandora's box.

But it makes people even more damn fascinated!

Over time.

The members of the Si family gradually became aware of Yang Ming's feelings.

But dismissive.

Yes.

Who would think that a wife who is the most noble of the Si family and the most prominent in Yecheng...

Will you fancy a housekeeper?

Even Si Chengming condoned it.

Because he is so proud.

He is the sun, the god of the Si family, and the god who is about to rule Yecheng.

He is confident that his charm is not invincible to a mere housekeeper!

So what?

It will only prove in disguise!Yang Rong's love for Si Chengming!

Like a trophy for men to show off!

Keeping Yang Ming is just thinking about the old relationship, and using it smoothly.

Yang Ming knew that everyone in the Si family looked down on him, but he didn't care.

It is already a gift that they can tolerate their dirty thoughts about the hostess.

and so……

At such a rare age.

Yang Ming really didn't expect...

You can also hear the three words "Mr. Yang" from Yang Rong's mouth.

"Uncle Yang, nowadays, there is no distinction between master and servant. You are my uncle. It doesn't matter if you stay here for dinner or as a guest, even if you live here!"

"Now my mother plans to start her own life again, Uncle Yang, you have been enough for the Si family for so many years!"

"It's time to start a new life of your own!"

Sikong patted Yang Ming's shoulder.

"Your surname is Yang, not Si, let alone... so what if your surname is Si?! You see, Ting and I also left that dark home and lived well?"

"Even we looked away and left, Uncle Yang, is there anything you can't see?"

Yang Ming wriggled his lips: "I..."

The heart is crying.

I want to stay.

I want to stay with the woman I love the most.

Even for a lifetime...

Just a foil!

Also willingly!

"Uncle Yang, if it's you, it's better than that old man. If you stay with grandma, I feel more at ease than anyone else."

Si Yeting finally spoke.

The hatred for Si Chengming was clear at a glance.

As for Yang Ming...

Si Yeting still has a good impression.

In that dim Si family back then, Si Yeting could remember and maintain a good impression of the person.

It can be seen how precious its quality is!

"Ye Ting...I'm sorry, back then...it was clearly that I failed to protect you well..."

Yang Ming blamed himself.

"What happened back then, I know you can't do anything, and it's not your fault at all, Uncle Yang, stop talking about that man, he's not worth it!"

Si Yeting interrupted without waiting for Yang Ming to finish speaking.

"He hurt my father, grandma, and me like this. I will never forgive him!"

"Now, I've lost all concern for the Si family, and grandma has seen through everything. This time, it's time for me to have a decisive battle with the Si family!"

"Night Ting..."

Yang Ming's heart is still moving.

Yang Rong stretched out her hand and took Yang Ming's hand.

"Even... we have no destiny in this life, but I still want to ask you, I only have you as a heart-to-heart friend now, are you willing to stay?"

Yang Rong's eyes were pleading.

In this life, there are not many people left by Yang Rong who can know the bottom line.

They are already very old, have experienced too much, missed too much, and have too much guilt.

Can no longer say what love.

There is a feeling that is beyond friendship and love!

This is the bond between Yang Rong and Yang Ming!

"You can come, I'm really... happier than anyone else!"

Yang Ming bit his thin lips lightly, stars twinkled in his old eyes, and eventually the ripples overflowed and turned into tears.

Sobbing, and moved to speak.

"It's my honor, ma'am...no, Yang Rong."

Yang Rong smiled.

Yang Ming also laughed.

Hastily wiped away tears.

"Look, you are so old, why are you crying like this, it's too ugly."

"Let the children see it, it's really ugly!"

Yang Rong smiled and wiped away her tears.

"The food is getting cold. If we want to talk, we still have a lot of time to talk during and after the meal!"

"Meeting is touching, but I think we should laugh more than cry."

Seeing that the atmosphere was so sad, Su Zhiyuan took the initiative to speak to ease the atmosphere.

"Well! Look at us, today is a happy day, a day worth celebrating."

"Zhiyuan even cooked a large table of dishes for us, we are crying here, what is it?"

"Let's go, Mr. Yang."

Yang Rong grinned, showing the most beautiful smile in the world.

Yang Ming smiled back: "Of order."

When eating, Yang Rong became the favorite of the group.

Sikong, Si Yeting, Su Zhiyuan, Yang Ming, crazily picked up vegetables for Yang Rong.

Yang Rong smiled from ear to ear.

It's been a long time...

I have never felt so loved before.

It's like a thing from the last century.

It seems like 20 years ago.

Unknowingly, the so-called eating and sleeping have become a mechanized action.

Where have you ever been as happy as you are now?

"Mom, Zhiyuan's craftsmanship can be said to be unique, and there is only this one."

"If you don't taste it well, then you will lose money. After you taste it, I guarantee it! In the future, no one will be able to swallow the food you cook!"

The air conditioner spoke happily.

"Oh? Then I have to try it out."

Yang Rong smiled, put a piece of braised pork into her mouth, her eyes lit up immediately: "En! It's delicious! It's delicious! This is the best braised pork I've ever eaten, Zhiyuan, how do you do it? "

Su Zhiyuan: "If grandma wants to know, don't worry, I can tell you all the details."

"Of course! I used to like to cook by myself! It's just that too many things happened, and I lost all my previous hobbies."

"Now I want to pick it up again! Piano, ballet, and food, I still have so many things I want to do!"

Yang Rong almost became like Girls' Generation, and spoke with great joy.

Where is the old man who was decadent and lifeless before?

I don't know how much younger I am!

"Grandma, after eating, I'll take your pulse, give you acupuncture, and then make some tonics to eat, so that you can live a long, healthy and youthful life!"

"I'm so mad at that old man, I think he likes cheating so much, I guess he will die sooner or later! Hmph!"

Su Zhiyuan said viciously.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Sikong's face froze.

Anyway, people...

He is also his father!

Yang Rong made a decision: "Yes! Let's just say that he is so exhausted that he can't control his lower body, so he might as well die in some woman's bed!"

Uh……

Everyone looked at Yang Rong in bewilderment.

Never expected that Yang Rong, who has always been dignified and elegant, would say such words.

"Don't look at me like that, I've wanted to say something like that for a long time! It's because of my identity that suppresses me and prevents me from speaking freely!"

"I'm single and free now, what else do I care about the face of the Si family?!"

Yang Rong said confidently.

This time, I couldn't help amusing everyone.

Si Yeting said slowly, "I agree with what grandma said."

That old man Si Chengming, death is not a pity!

Better to live than to die!

"Cough cough cough..."

Sikong coughed several times, but still couldn't agree.

After all, he is his own biological father.

As a son, if you scold your father, you will be struck by lightning.

Even if Si Chengming did too much to himself.

just as...

stranger.

do not know.

It's ok.

"You're asthmatic! Why are you coughing? You're so angry! Shouldn't that old man scold you?"