President Gao Leng's little wife

Something has been wrong lately.

Lu Xiaoying looked at Zhang Ma who was thinking about it suspiciously, feeling quite strange, she poked Ji Yunliang beside her with her elbow: "Hey, do you think Zhang Ma has been talking a little bit lately?"

Without raising his head, Ji Yunliang was picking fishbone with Lu Xiaoying. He put the fishbone he had picked into her bowl, seeing that her eyes were still following Mama Zhang, not in the mood to eat, his face darkened.

He raised his hand to hold Lu Xiaoying's head down: "I don't think so, eat at ease."

Lu Xiaoying was blocked by him, she didn't dare to look at it blatantly, but she still took a sneak peek at Zhang Ma who was busy. Fortunately, Zhang Ma didn't care about her probing gaze, instead she was always busy happily.

Zhang Ma brought her a bowl of soup, and Lu Xiaoying finally couldn't help it: "Zhang Ma, is there any happy event at home recently?"

Zhang Ma was startled for a moment, then smiled mysteriously: "Yes, there is a big happy event."

Lu Xiaoying's interest was suddenly aroused: "What happy event?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she received a severe shudder on the head, and she covered her head in pain and only screamed.

"Eat." The man next to him looked stern.

Hearing Ji Yunliang's words, Zhang Ma smiled and didn't linger long, turned around and brought out another bowl of soup from the kitchen, and put it on Xia Yuluo's dining table.

Lu Xiaoying was still holding her head and arguing with Ji Yunliang, but when she saw Zhang Ma's actions, she was stunned: "Ji Yunliang, you are so kind, and you even made soup for Yuluo? Did your conscience find out?" ?”

Ji Yunliang didn't speak, but directly picked up vegetables and stuffed her mouth, which had been chattering since morning.

Lu Xiaoying faltered, chewed something, didn't know what she was talking about, couldn't speak, her mouth was bulging, like a gluttonous little hamster.

"Miss Lu misunderstood, this is my stew, it is for the young mistress to make up for her body." Seeing the pair of happy friends starting to fight again, Zhang Ma hurriedly explained.

"To make up for Yuluo...?" Lu Xiaoying finally swallowed what was in her mouth, her eyes widened.

Xia Yuluo just got up and went downstairs at this time. As soon as she entered the dining room, Lu Xiaoying's vague eyes kept scanning her body. She touched her neck with a guilty conscience: "Morning... good morning."

She pulled up the collar of her shirt, lowered her head and quickly pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Wow, Yuluo, your complexion looks very bad. You have no energy, you are weak, and you are not alive and kicking like before. Look at your face... Tsk tsk!"

Lu Xiaoying shook her head while baffled, Xia Yuluo smiled nonchalantly, "I'm fine."

"No, no, look at you, even Mama Zhang is going to make soup for you...you..." Lu Xiaoying raised her chin, leaned on the table intentionally, and looked at her.

Xia Yuluo calmly took a sip of the Dabu soup, looked at Lu Xiaoying: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"How many times does that bastard Han Tianyi have to make you collapse like this in a night?!" Lu Xiaoying was not surprised, she burst out such sentences without changing her face.

"Puff...cough cough..." Even Xia Yuluo was shocked by the shameless words, and before she could swallow a mouthful of soup, it got stuck in her throat.

"If you talk nonsense again, if you bully my wife, I will throw you out." An unusually cold male voice came from above her head, and the cold Lu Xiaoying couldn't help but fell silent.