Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Looking at Wu Qiming's face, which looked so aggrieved that he was just a step away from fainting, Song Pingqing just found it funny.

Male celebrities are forced to lose weight!!!

But there is no need to add insult to injury. I was just greedy. Who doesn't want to eat a few more bites of delicious food?

So Song Pingqing nodded and said, "That's right. After all, it's so late, eating midnight snacks can easily make you fat."

"Besides, rice noodles are the staple food."

Seeing the three people's mouths about to drop, Song Pingqing said, "I remember there are still some frozen egg tart crusts in the freezer. If you really want to eat some, ask the chef to bake a few for you."

Anyway, forget about having rice noodles, as that was the eldest lady’s special treatment. They could have a bite, but they couldn’t ask Song Pingqing to make it specially for them.

Murong Xue was satisfied.

Humph, she is sensible.

That night, Murong Xue was unable to stay in Song Pingqing's room.

"You went to my room to sleep, and when Santa Claus came and didn't see you, he thought the kid didn't want a Christmas present."

As soon as Song Pingqing said this, Murong Xue knew that she had prepared a Christmas gift for her.

Although he was not very willing, he still went back to his room obediently.

Song Pingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, I coaxed this ancestor back to his own room.

Only after sleeping with the eldest lady for a long time did I realize that this guy was not a little tiger, but an octopus.

The little tiger clings to people's arms, and the octopus clings to people's bodies.

Song Pingqing was just about to sit down and check the Christmas present for her again when Murong Xue's voice rang out again: "Pingqing."

Song Pingqing looked toward the balcony and saw Murongxue sticking half of her head out. "Come and hang up the Christmas stockings for me."

The eldest lady pursed her lips, with the corners of her lips turned down, and her tone was a little aggrieved.

Song Pingqing was very familiar with this expression. It was obviously the look of someone who had finally done something that he thought was within his ability, but had failed.

Murong Xue: No matter how you hang it, it will always be a little crooked. It will really drive people with obsessive compulsive disorder crazy.

Song Pingqing: It was quiet for less than three minutes.

But she could only stand up and compromise helplessly: "Okay, I'm coming."

There’s nothing I can do. After all, she’s the eldest daughter.

Of course, the Christmas stocking to be placed at the head of the young lady’s bed is not just a simple sock.

If he really put the socks he usually wears on the bedside, I'm afraid Murong Xue would get furious and fire this inconsiderate employee.

This Christmas stocking was specially bought by the housekeeper from the Christmas supermarket. It is even bigger than the boots Song Pingqing usually wears.

"To be honest, what's the difference between such big socks and boots?" Song Pingqing complained as he tried to stick the hooks on the wall.

The red socks stand upright, with a circle of snow-white rabbit fur at the cuffs. The front is embroidered with reindeer and sleigh and other Christmas elements in silver and gold silk, with a few snowflake-shaped sequins as embellishments, and two plastic cherries hanging on the side for decoration.

Rather than socks, they are more like hard-looking boots that can be placed vertically on the bedside table or hung on the bedside with a sticky hook.

It is quite exquisite and beautiful.

However, this thing costs as much as $888.

Before the winter vacation, Song Pingqing accidentally saw the price of this thing while shopping and was shocked.

Song Pingqing instantly thought of those incomprehensible designs that he had often seen on the Internet in his previous life.

For example, there are bags in the shape of garbage bags, bracelets in the shape of tape, shoes that are so rotten that they cannot be any worse but claim to be "trendy", and "creative" hair bands with two keys on them.

Sure enough, this world is a huge leek cultivation field, where leeks are harvested layer by layer from top to bottom.

The huge leeks have created a trend to cut the big leeks, and the big leeks have then downgraded this trend to cut the small leeks. The small leeks are the most perfunctory, and they just cut the leek seedlings directly.

This cycle repeats itself over several years, and no crop of leeks can escape the fate of being harvested.

"Sure enough, it's more ceremonial to hang up these Christmas stockings." Song Pingqing pressed the temporary hook tightly and hung up the Christmas stockings carefully: "After Christmas, I want to try them on with my feet."

"What to wear?" Murong Xue didn't follow Song Pingqing's train of thought.

"Of course it's these Christmas socks that cost US$888 each." Song Pingqing looked at the socks with emotion in his tone.

"What? Do you want to complete a pair of shoes with the sock on your bedside table?" Murong Xue paused.

Perhaps the picture of what Song Pingqing said was too vivid, awakening some distant and bad memories of Murong Xue.

The eldest lady's expression became a little strange, and after hesitating for a while, she finally spoke: "I advise you not to do that."

"What's wrong?" Song Pingqing didn't react and was still adjusting the socks.

Murong Xue sat behind her, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Song Pingqing didn't hear her reply for a long time. He turned his head and saw Murong Xue's reaction, and suddenly said "Oh".

"What's wrong?" Murong Xue was furious.

"I understand." Song Pingqing realized.

This reaction shows that he has done this kind of thing before, and it didn't end well.

The eldest lady kindly reminded him of her own dark history, and Song Pingqing couldn't fail to appreciate it, so he immediately said, "I won't try it anymore."

But the smile on his lips could not be suppressed.

Who could have thought that Murong Xue would do such a thing?

This smile did not escape Murong Xue's eyes. Her arrogant nature made her immediately angry: "What are you laughing at?!"

"I'm having a lot of fun on Christmas Eve today."

Everyone can see that Song Pingqing is not telling the truth.

Murong Xue was furious: "You are almost 18 years old, but you have the same thoughts as I did when I was three years old. How dare you laugh at me!"

This is no longer pretending, let’s get down to business.

"Oh~ So it was the three-year-old Xiao Xiaoxue who did such a thing." Song Pingqing suddenly realized and smiled even more brightly.

"Hurry up and leave!" Murong Xue stood up and pushed Song Pingqing out.

This was the first time that Murong Xue didn't want Song Pingqing to appear in front of her.

As expected, every kind of person has his or her own dark history.

Because the scene of getting her feet stuck in a Christmas stocking when she was young was so funny, there is a photo of Murong Xue crying loudly with one foot stuck in a Christmas stocking in Murong’s old house.

Even the film used for developing is still there.

For Murong Xue, who is the "domineering president in reserve", that was truly a rare dark history of hers since her youth.

A child over three years old will not remember much about what happened at that time, but Murong Baba and Murong Bazong laughed too loudly, and the shutter sound of the photo was particularly loud.

What's more, there are photos next to it as a reminder.

I don’t remember how I got out afterwards, but the scene of my foot getting stuck and being laughed at by my father and grandfather is unforgettable.

A three-year-old reserve domineering president may not remember things, but he cannot forget grudges.

Murong Xue cursed in her heart: Damn it! She was actually so careless because she was worried that Song Pingqing would get stuck and exposed her childhood dark history? !

She, Song Pingqing, is not only three years old!