To My Dear Mr. Huo

Pei Zhen? Look, Ah Jing is really amazing. She learned it so well for the first time.

Xiang Caiping taught Ling Jing several times. Unexpectedly, he started teaching very quickly. I completed one very smoothly. Although the movement was not fast, at least it was wrapped.

... Su Peizhen didn't say anything. The dumpling he was holding in his hand seemed to have turned into Ling Jing.

She squeezed hard——

Pei Zhen?

Xiang Caiping happened to see Su Peizhen's movements, and she also felt that the dumplings that had been wrapped were broken by her.

The stuffing inside was just exposed, stained by the oil from Su Peizhen's hand.

Are you okay? I saw that your dumpling was fine just now. Why did you crush it so well?

Xiang Caiping looked at her, and Ling Jing was also looking at her.

Su Peizhen twitched the corners of his lips and smiled a little stiffly.

It's okay. It wasn't careful.

After giving Ling Jing a cold look, Su Peizhen stood up and went to wash her hands in the kitchen.

The cold water rushed over her palms, and she calmed down somewhat. never mind. Why should she care about a bastard like Ling Jing?

If you like to stay, stay. If you like to stay, don't leave. If he does this, he will only make himself hate him even more.

After washing his hands, Su Peizhen was in no hurry to go out. She put her hands on the cooking table and thought seriously.

How to get this guy Ling Jing out. She would never want to be in the same room with him.

Shameless, do you think she will compromise? ridiculous.

After taking a few deep breaths, Su Peizhen finally calmed down.

Today is the Chinese New Year, and she wants to make Xiang Caiping happy. If Ling Jing's presence could make Xiang Caiping happy, then she would reluctantly let him stay.

She just thought of leaving a clown who could make Xiang Caiping happy.

Thinking about it this way, Su Pei felt much better.

When he left the kitchen again, Su Peizhen had already sorted out his mood.

She sat down again as if nothing had happened and started making dumplings again.

Ling Jing looked at her, but she pretended not to notice and asked Caiping. She answered seriously, but did not look in Ling Jing's direction.

The three people worked very quickly, and the dumplings were wrapped quickly.

Xiang Caiping carried those dumplings to the kitchen.

You guys sit down for a while while I cook the dumplings.

Auntie, do you want to help? Ling Jing stood up again very attentively. Be sincere and behave well.

Xiang Caiping smiled like a flower, and the fine lines on her face seemed to have faded a lot.

No, no, no. Make some dumplings. What can I do for you? Sit down for a while and watch TV. I'll be ready in a minute.

Su Peizhen stood up, not planning to stay any longer.

Get up, go to the living room, and turn on the TV at will. She had no interest in the Spring Festival Gala, or this kind of program that brought joy everywhere during the New Year.

I found a movie using the remote control. It is a very popular documentary this year. It’s about food.

Su Pei was sitting on the sofa, looking very serious.

Until Ling Jing sat down next to her. She could still force herself to ignore him when he sat down.

She wouldn't deliberately sit aside to avoid him, as if that would show how important he was. She didn't want to give him this illusion.

But when Ling Jing put his hand on her leg, Su Peizhen couldn't bear it anymore.

She raised her hand and hit Ling Jing hard on the back of her hand.

The back of Ling Jing's hand turned red when she slapped it. But he refused to take his hand away.

So strong. He leaned close to her ear: How about coming here again.

He pointed at his face. There was obvious provocation in his eyes. Su Peizhen bit her lip and really raised her hand.

His hand fell in mid-air and was caught by Ling Jing.

He looked at her and then in the direction of the kitchen: Are you really going to hit me? Aren't you afraid that your aunt will come out and see you?

Her daughter was harassed by a pervert, why not beat her? Su Peizhen looked at him expressionlessly: Maybe after I finish beating her, she will say it was a good job.

you……

This woman really makes people hate, anger, annoy and love her at the same time.

He stretched out his long arms and clasped her waist directly. He lowered his head to kiss her.

Ling Jing, if you change your ways, believe it or not, I'll be in trouble and call the police now to accuse you of trespassing in a house?

You won't. After Ling Jing finished speaking, she moved her face closer: Because you don't want to make your mother unhappy.

After the words fell, their lips touched each other, and she could only see his enlarged face.

Anger began to gather in her eyes, and as soon as she raised her hand, he pushed it back behind her. The situation where her hands were restrained made her whole body arch towards him.

The action, which was like throwing herself into someone's arms, made Ling Jing smile. He couldn't help but deepen the kiss.

The sound on the TV continued, and Xiang Caiping's busy work could still be heard in the kitchen.

Su Peizhen gritted his teeth at first and refused to let him go deeper, but this damn man was such a bastard.

He pinched her waist. It didn't hurt, but it was itchy.

She couldn't help but relax. And in just such a moment, his snake had successfully broken in.

To give in one step is to give in step by step. Su Peizhen was unable to resist being kissed by Ling Jing.

I haven't tasted her lips for a long time. I have never kissed her or held her like this again.

Ling Jing almost didn't want to let go. But he knows what it means to stop when it's good.

Let go of her, raise your hand and touch her lips. His gaze was so deep that it seemed like he could fit her whole body into it.

Pei Zhen...

It was almost a sigh, and it felt particularly sexy when her name came out of his mouth.

Su Peizhen's heartbeat was a little out of order, and she suddenly pushed him hard. He sat down at an arm's length away from him.

Whether she admits it or not, Ling Jing's kissing skills are damn good. So does his voice.

Pei Zhen——

Ling Jing called her again, and Su Peizhen glared at him as if she had been electrocuted, stood up quickly, and headed towards the kitchen without looking back.

In the kitchen, the water has been boiled, and Xiang Caiping is putting dumplings into the pot.

Mom, do you want help?

Okay. Xiang Caiping nodded: Place the bowls. Take out the cold vegetables you bought before and serve them all. I'll fry two more vegetables later, and then you can eat.

Because there were only two people, Xiang Caiping didn't plan to do too much. But now that Ling Jing is here, two more dishes will definitely be added.

good.

Dinner is not a sumptuous meal for someone like Ling Jing.

The Ling family celebrated the New Year as if they were having dinner with Cixi. A table full of delicacies from all over the world. But to Ling Jing, the dishes on that table were not as good as the steaming dumplings in front of her.

Come on. Have a taste. Xiang Caiping personally served a bowl of dumplings to Ling Jing: Auntie's craftsmanship is average. You're welcome.

Thank you, aunt.

After taking the bowl of dumplings, Ling Jing's eyes felt a little warm.

The Ling family has five illegitimate children, including him, there are six. Liu Xiyun was very kind to him, but later, the old man had a car accident and was injured in an accident. His health deteriorated a lot.

Liu Xiyun then focused most of her energy on the old man.

He is well taken care of by the servants every day. But no matter how well the servants take care of you, they are not parents.

He couldn't even remember whether he had ever eaten a bowl of Liu Xiyun's rice in his memory? Have you ever eaten food that Liu Xiyun picked up with a pair of chopsticks?

You kid, why don't you eat?

No. Let's eat now. Ling Jing looked up at Xiang Caiping with sincere eyes: Auntie, you don't know, my mother has never served me rice. Auntie, you are so kind.

Xiang Caiping is a very emotional person. When I heard this, I suddenly became excited.

You kid, why are you so pitiful?

She likes to watch TV series, especially domestic dramas about mother-in-law and mother-in-law.

Ling Jing's words made her think a lot. Then I thought of Ling Jing being kicked out of the house by her father. All of a sudden, I imagined a pitiful life experience in which my father did not love me and my mother did not love me.

Eat more. Xiang Caiping looked distressed: No wonder you are so thin. It's so pitiful.

The corner of Su Peizhen's mouth twitched, if it wasn't for his good upbringing. She really can't help but turn the table over.

Ling Jing is pitiful?

Mom, don't be ridiculous. He's so pitiful, he's so pitiful.

The dignified young master of the Ling family has a family fortune measured in hundreds of millions. He has countless properties in his name, and he treats your daughter casually, as if he is something like that. Is he pitiful?

Pei Zhen, you eat too.

Thinking that Su Peizhen was unhappy that he only served it to Ling Jing, Xiang Caiping quickly served a bowl to Su Peizhen as well.

Su Peizhen took the bowl and gave Ling Jing a slap in the face unceremoniously.

Unexpectedly, Ling Jing's eyes seemed to be a little red, and she looked really touched.

The more he behaves like this, the more uncomfortable and disgusting Su Peizhen becomes. Why do you think there is such a man? It really pissed her off.

It was really too much to act like this in front of Xiang Caiping.

Auntie, it's so delicious. Ling Jing tasted a dumpling. She praised Xiang Caiping's craftsmanship with great approval: Auntie, your craftsmanship is really good.

It's true that he is not a great chef, but this dumpling tastes more like home.

If it's delicious, eat more. Xiang Caiping sat down, and thinking of what Ling Jing said just now, she took a pair of chopsticks and picked up a few dishes for him, and put them in the bowl in front of him.

Eat more. What a poor kid.

Su Peizhen endured it very hard, and she could only eat the dumplings in her bowl as if to vent her anger.

Remind yourself again and again, don’t be angry, don’t be angry. Ling Jing was not worthy of her anger during the Chinese New Year.

Just because she didn't speak didn't mean that Ling Jing didn't speak.

I followed Xiang Caiping and started chatting, talking about some of the New Year customs in Rongcheng.

Su Peizhen has been in Rongcheng for two or three years, but he really doesn't understand the customs of Rongcheng. But Xiang Caiping understands.

The two of them talked very passionately as if they had found a soulmate.

Su Peizhen was once again reduced to the background. No matter how she tried to give Ling Jing the flying eye knife, it was of no use.

After finally finishing the meal, Su Pei really wanted to drive Ling Jing away.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Caiping looked at her and said quite naturally: Pei Zhen, tidy up the guest room so that Ah Jing can have a better stay tonight.

…………

That's enough

Hahahahahaha. I sympathize with Peizhen. Our Young Master Ling is really a scheming boy. Complete victory.