After wearing the book, Little Green Tea was favored by five villains

The hem of the skirt was dirty, Song Yingying went back to the room and washed it briefly, and changed into a skirt. The cabinet was full of new styles of the season, most of them were pure and clean pants and tops, and a small part of the skirt was in the corner of the cabinet, which was bought by Song's mother.

The original owner is not used to wearing skirts, and prefers the combination of pants and tops, which is completely opposite to her.

Song Yingying likes to wear all kinds of beautiful skirts.

She changed into a warm orange knee-length dress, tied her hair in a bun, and was admiring her beauty in front of the mirror, when suddenly her phone rang, and the note was "Aunt Jiang"

She winked at herself in the mirror, and her voice naturally switched to the grievance line:

"Aunt……"

"Yingying, it's okay. Auntie has heard that Xiaoling loves you the most. He will definitely reconcile with you. Yingying will reconcile with brother first. Xiaoqi has a nurse there. It's okay. hold head high."

"Hmm..." Song Yingying said delicately, "I can only feel sorry for Ah Qi temporarily, and thank you, Auntie, for your understanding. Auntie is really the most understanding elder I have ever met."

Really understanding, didn't even wait for her to call her.

Who doesn't like to hear compliments? In the past, Mother Jiang liked her because she was from the same family.

I like her now, she is sweet.

Aunt Jiang smiled and said, "Auntie also likes Yingying the most, and I must come to be a daughter for Auntie in the future."

Daughter, referring to daughter-in-law.

Song Yingying pretended to be shy and shy and said "Yes".

I can fuck you, whoever marries Jiang Qi is a dog.

We chatted for a few words and hung up the phone.

Song Yingying put the phone on, and bounced downstairs.

Downstairs, Song Ling and Song's mother seemed to be preparing dinner in the kitchen. The twins, Song Ling and Song Zheng, quit their jobs to take care of the children at home. She enjoyed cooking by herself.

It would not be accurate to say that she is a full-time wife. After all, there are servants at home. She just plays with the children, makes milk powder, and cleans up. She only cooks and does not need her to wash the dishes. Tube.

Song Ling rolled up his sleeves and was cleaning the vegetables.

Song's mother cut the eggplant with exquisite knife skills.

Such a sweet scene.

Song Yingying didn't want to disturb at first, but she accidentally stepped on a flight of stairs and made a noise.

Song Ling walked out with wet hands, saw Song Yingying's clumsy appearance, and said with concern:

"Aren't you hurt?"

"No." Song Yingying shook her head.

That being the case, Song Yingying stood up and walked towards the kitchen:

"need my help?"

Song's mother dotes on her daughter, but she is not foolish. She likes to participate in parent-child activities:

"Then let's wash some baby dishes with your brother."

It's not a big pot, and two hands move in it.

Song Yingying carefully washed the baby vegetables, peeled off layer by layer, and a small caterpillar crawled out.

Before Song Yingying could say anything, Song Ling said "Fuck me" and ran away two meters away.

Song Yingying: "..."

Yo, afraid of bugs.

Song Yingying carried the little caterpillar and walked slowly towards Song Ling:

"Brother, don't be afraid, it's very cute, come and touch it!"

devil!

Simply the devil!

Song Ling turned and ran away.

Don't suffer the old man!

Song Yingying laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

From the moment he saw Song Ling, he had been holding the attitude of Guanyin, cold and aloof, unexpectedly he was a cute little person who was afraid of bugs.

Mother Song smiled helplessly.

Song Yingying released the little caterpillar into the yard without killing it.

Song Ling didn't step into the kitchen after that, he was even far away from Song Yingying.

After it was done, Mother Song asked him to eat, but Song Ling was starving without moving a chopstick.

Song Yingying shook her feet and persuaded with a smile: "It's normal, this means that the vegetables are very healthy, and they will be fine after washing them. Even if they accidentally eat them, the bugs are rich in protein, so it's okay to eat them. Small worms may appear on the green vegetables, and there are more bacteria on the meat..."

Song Ling closed her eyes, not wanting to see green vegetables in the short term:

"A bug can have it, but I can't let me see it."

So Song Ling didn't eat anymore. He had an attitude of seeing death as home, and no one persuaded him to use it.

Father Song hummed and said with a smile: "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat, then go pick up the kite when you are hungry."

After Song Yingying finished eating, the Song family's driver took them to the airport to pick them up.

When passing by a flower shop, Song Yingying said:

"Uncle Li, please stop by the side of the road, I want to buy a bouquet of flowers for my sister."

"Oh... good." The car stopped on the side of the road, and Song Ling accompanied her to get out of the car.

Walking into the store, the clerk asked, "Is it a gift?"

"Yes, for my sister." Song Yingying hummed.

The clerk recommended several suitable for the family, Song Yingying thought about it, but ordered a bouquet of bright red roses.

A person as bright as Song Zheng should be a delicate rose.

"Cut off all the thorns." Song Yingying reminded.

After the clerk wrapped the flowers, Song Ling consciously paid.

"Why do you want to send flowers?" Yaomei's attitude and approach are really incomprehensible.

You know, Xiaozheng hates this girl just like him, but she doesn't show it at home, but once she's not at home, Xiaozheng's temper can explode anytime and anywhere. Yingying doesn't know how many times Xiaozheng has scolded her in public time.

"Brother, you don't understand." Naturally, there is her reason for buying flowers.

When they arrived at the airport, they arrived a little earlier than Song Zheng. There were many people waiting at the pick-up gate, and there were quite a few people holding flowers.

After waiting for a few minutes, a teacher and several equally beautiful girls, girls of the same age as Song Zheng, and students who went to the competition together walked up to them.

Almost all parents came to pick them up, hugged, kissed their foreheads, and sent flowers.

Song Zheng was wearing slim-fit trousers and a tube top, with a cold and arrogant expression, a slender waist and long legs, dragging a suitcase.

Song Ling felt a gust of wind blowing by her side, Song Yingying next to her left an afterimage and disappeared.

"elder sister!"

Before Song Zheng could react, she was suddenly hugged by a human bear.

She looked for someone at the same level, but she didn't see it. She lowered her head and saw a head.

"..."

Who is this?

Song Zheng's eyes were a little dazed.

This whiny girl must have misunderstood her sister. The younger sister in her family who grows green tea but behaves like a cow in words and deeds never calls her in this tone and with repeated words.

The girl in her arms raised her head and smiled at her charmingly:

"My sister didn't even come back for my birthday, Yingying misses you to death!"

Song Zheng clenched her fists, trying to beat her up.

Song Yingying let go of her with a "swish", and presented a bouquet of flowers with both hands, a bouquet of gorgeous roses:

"Welcome sister home! Sisters that others have must have!"

Song Zheng: "..."

Fists loosen and clenched.

She looked at Song Ling in a daze.

Song Ling shrugged and said nothing.

Instead, Song Zheng's classmate started talking:

"Song Zheng, is this your sister? She's so cute, she even sent you flowers. My sister didn't even come to pick me up, let alone the ritual feeling of sending flowers."