Miss's command is the biggest [Ancient wear today]

Ling Li like this is simply following Luo Wenyan's temper, docile and flattering, obedient and obedient, without a single thorn.

Even speaking smoothly and obediently, Luo Wenyan's one-sided temper was like punching cotton with a fist, limp and unable to exert any force, and was still trapped inside.

It would have been better if Ling Li had a thorn and quarreled with her, but she seemed to have no temper, no matter what, she didn't seem to be angry at all.

Luo Wenyan thought that her tone was already very aggressive, and her face seemed to want to fuck someone again, but Ling Li was so calm, and she could still speak nice things according to her temper.

She fell into a state of being stuck in her throat for a long time. She hated Ling Li coming home without saying a word, but she couldn't find a point to lose her temper.

Even the anger that was so hard to get up just now has disappeared inexplicably.

In the long silence, Ling Li asked softly, "Miss called me out, do you have any orders?"

Luo Wenyan was immersed in her psychological suggestion of "Don't believe Ling Li, this is her flattery again, she used to be such a liar", when suddenly she heard Ling Li ask her, her face turned cold, and she asked sharply: "I should ask you , what do you want to do here?"

What trick is she trying to do?

Luo Wenyan stared at her defensively.

Ling Li: "Uncle asked me to come."

Uncle? ?Who allowed her to call it that? !

"Then I will let you go now!"

After Luo Wenyan said this, he looked directly at her for two seconds, and then he felt a little guilty, and his eyes wandered to the left and right.

Hearing from Mama Zhang that she was indeed called by her father, if she left for no reason at this moment, she would have to find some excuses when she went back.

Ling Li looked at the eldest lady quietly, not surprised by her arrogance, his clear eyes were calm and unwavering.

The undercurrent lurks under the deep sea, and all the sinking and silence are just waiting for the moment when the prey steps in, and then swallows everything.

Luo Wenyan didn't understand why Ling Li still didn't seem angry at all, but if she said that she was sincere to him, she would not believe it.

Unless she sees that she has a guilty conscience and thinks that she dare not drive her away, so she has nothing to fear.

"You..." She was about to say something to cover up her lack of confidence when Ling Li suddenly spoke.

"Miss, don't be willful, uncle and aunt are still waiting."

Luo Wenyan didn't expect this person to use her parents to oppress her, she was speechless for a moment, couldn't get out of her breath, couldn't swallow, and finally let out a sneer of "heh".

Ling Li: "Go back, miss, I'll leave after dinner."

Luo Wenyan was so angry that she couldn't do anything about it, but he must not lose face. After giving her a "hehe" look, he walked past her with disdain, "As you like."

Luo Wenyan's high heels were crisp and noble, and he withdrew his eyes and directly regarded Ling Li as air, but within two steps, he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his lower abdomen.

She took a "hissy" breath, stretched out her hand and subconsciously pressed her belly, only then did she realize that it was chilly outside.After blowing the cool wind for so long, it's no wonder there is a sudden pain there.

Ling Li followed her from behind and supported her.

"Miss, are you uncomfortable?"

Luo Wenyan got excited all of a sudden, waved Lingli's hand away, said "Just take care of yourself", and then walked away nonchalantly, with a cool back.

But in fact, her face was ugly as hell. After returning home, Zhang Ma saw it at a glance, and asked nervously, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, Mama Zhang. I'm just not feeling well these days. Get me a hand warmer here." She finished with a pale face, and hurried to the sofa in the living room to sit down and rest.

After Ling Li stepped into the house, he met Zhang's mother face to face, and walked into the living room, where Luo Qiyao and his wife were greeting their daughter.

"Ah Li, come here, sit here." Luo Qiyao turned his head and waved at her peacefully, "You went out to answer the words, thank you for your hard work."

Luo Wenyan was sitting in the middle of the sofa with a small pillow in his arms, and seeing his father's finger next to him, he suddenly raised his head to stare at Ling Li, and shot a warning look with a "squeak".

She mustn't put her nose on her face!

Ling Li met her, shifted his eyes lightly, and looked at Luo Qiyao, "Uncle, I won't sit down, you guys talk to Miss, I'll go to the kitchen to see if I can help."

Luo Wenyan watched her turn around, and fell comfortably on the back of the sofa, pressing the warm handbag handed over by Zhang Ma to her belly.

"This kid, Ah Li, has a pretty good temper." Luo Qiyao didn't notice their gaze at all, and praised him in a low voice.

Mrs. Ye followed with a smile, "Yes."

The two elders' visible love for Ling Li made Luo Wenyan even more depressed.

She hugged the small pillow and warm handbag, and she didn't want to talk for a while.

Unexpectedly, Luo Qiyao and his wife were satisfied, they talked vigorously, and said: "This child is humble and polite, it is just right to be by our Yanyan's side."

"Dad—" Luo Wenyan's ears were pierced, and he complained coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, dad won't talk anymore," Luo Qiyao immediately changed his tune, and said with a smile: "Dad doesn't say you are bad, but just hopes that you will go well. Wouldn't it be better to have someone to accommodate your petty temper?"

"That doesn't need her..."

"Yanyan, we are worried about you." Mrs. Ye gently coaxed her daughter, "If there are more than one person protecting you, we can rest assured."

After all, Ling Li was someone who was willing to risk his life to save her. This kind of money is hard to find, so naturally he cannot be compared with the bodyguards in the market who are measured by salary.

As long as Lingli can protect Yanyan like this, they can give her whatever luxury car and mansion she wants, and how much money she wants.

"You said, you and Ah Li have lost your temper recently, haven't you?" Mrs. Ye asked.

Luo Wenyan saw his parents' inquisitive eyes cast over him, and immediately retreated before this topic.

Luo smirked and heard the words: "No, Dad, Mom, don't listen to her nonsense."

"They didn't say anything." Mrs. Ye blamed and doted on her, "It's because we care about you and inquired about it ourselves. You see, if you knew you didn't inquire, you would have said that you had slipped the tongue, right?"

"Mom...these are minor problems, so don't worry about them." Luo Wenyan smiled shyly.

"Oh, by the way, there is a flower arrangement meeting in Houtian Jingyuan Yuli. Parents, I ordered two invitation letters for you. After you come back from work, go there to relax." She quickly changed the subject, "Mom, I also invited all the aunts who slept with you when you were in college, and then you can enjoy the flowers and catch up on the old days."

As soon as Luo Wenyan's mouth became sweeter, nothing happened, and he coaxed his parents into joy one after another.

She was their treasure in the first place, and after being so cute, Luo Qiyao and Mrs. Ye followed her petty thoughts and pampered her and stopped talking about that topic in advance.

Since it is a matter for young people, let them solve it by themselves.

Luo Wenyan had always been a sweet-talking, lovable image in front of his elders since he was a child. He hadn't seen his parents for half a month, and he could talk endlessly about parent-child topics as soon as he got home.

What's more, she deliberately stirred up the atmosphere, and within a short while, the matter of Ling Li was completely forgotten in the bustling living room.

It wasn't until Mama Zhang reminded me to eat dinner that Ling Li came out wearing an apron to serve the dishes, and appeared in everyone's field of vision again.

"I'll serve the food, Mama Zhang, go and sit down first." Ling Libian said to Mama Zhang, neatly placing the boiled fish on the table with a cloth.

Usually, there will be a dedicated chef to cook every meal at home, and Mama Zhang only needs to bring the dishes prepared in the kitchen to the table.Most of the time it is easy, only occasionally when the family has a banquet, you have to make a few more trips.

Ling Li was supposed to be a guest today, but he was busy helping her here.

Mama Zhang was embarrassed at first, but Ling Li went back and forth so diligently several times, and treated her politely and respectfully, like a junior helping the adults in the family. After a while, she was unknowingly coaxed into a chair and sat down.

"A Li, be careful that your hands are hot."

Sitting across from Luo Wenyan, she saw Mama Zhang yelling to the kitchen door with such concern.

This guy Ling Li is very good at confusing people's hearts, so he flattered Mama Zhang so quickly.

Luo Wenyan dismissed it from the bottom of his heart, letting her figure shuttle between the kitchen and the dining room, not looking at her at all.

I think that was how she believed in Ling Li's evil back then, and she almost fell for it.

Now that she is 1 sober, Ling Li must not feel that there is still profit to be made from her.

After thinking about it for a long time, Luo Wenyan slowly pulled back his thoughts, and heard Zhang's mother boasting in his ear: "Ah Li saw that she was a hardworking little girl who often cooks at home. Just now she was helping the chef inside. The knife skills are really good."

Seeing that his parents were about to answer the conversation with a smile on their face, and they didn't know what they were going to boast about Ling Li after this chat, Luo Wenyan quickly cleared his throat twice, killing the beginning of this topic in the dirt.

"Wow, the fish is too tender today, where did Mama Zhang buy the fish?"

Luo Wenyan caught a piece of fish belly meat on the chopsticks in an instant, put it in his mouth and said with satisfaction: "I can go to their house to buy more in the future."

"Is this mutton stew made by a new chef? Why does it feel a little different from the previous few times?"

"And this, what kind of new cuisine is this bowl? Why haven't I seen it before."

Miss Luo's sudden triple attack successfully changed the topic, and Mama Zhang's attention was now completely focused on the dishes.

"Yes, ma'am, last week we recruited a chef who cooks Jinghu dishes, but I didn't let him come because you weren't here. This is his special dish 'Yiwanxiang'. It's the first time we cook it at our house. Try it Do you like the taste?"

"It's delicious, this chef's skills are really good." Luo Wenyan didn't mind his flamboyant performance at all, at least this trick was very useful in front of his parents and mother Zhang.

The ceiling lamp above the dining table casts Japanese-style lights, the heat of the food floats in the warm and soft halo, and the harmonious and warm atmosphere in the house is blended in the cheerful words on the table.

Ling Li was sitting on the seat next to Luo Wenyan, she didn't talk much, and the few words she said were all well-behaved, basically she would answer whatever Luo Qiyao and Mrs Ye asked.

"It's an honor to be with you."

"My colleagues are very nice, and they are the ones who teach me how to work."

"Miss has never lost her temper, nor has she asked for my request."

"Well, don't worry, uncle and aunt, I will do my best to protect Miss."

As long as it was about Lingli, Luo Wenyan would never participate in the discussion, and would only respond with a few "hehe, yes" when Q came occasionally.

Just as her aunt was in pain, she took a few mouthfuls of hot food, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a small covered bowl next to the plates on the right side of the dining table, which looked inconspicuous in front of the dazzling array of dishes.

It just so happened that the small bowl was placed closest to her, within reach of her hand.

Luo Wenyan didn't even think about it, thought it was a dish, and opened the lid with a glance at it.

The aroma of brown sugar hits the nostrils.

Only then did she realize that there was a bowl of warm brown sugar ginger soup inside.

This thing came at just the right time. Just smelling the hot fragrance, her whole body began to feel relieved.

Luo Wenyan took a sip first, the soup was sweet and not pungent, easy to drink, even better than usual.

She quickly got used to the taste and sipped it like a sweet soup, and the whole bowl of soup lost most of it.

The warm brown sugar ginger soup slid down the esophagus into the stomach. Luo Wenyan felt happy physically and mentally, and smiled at Mama Zhang, "Mama Zhang, the brown sugar water you cooked today is really delicious. I feel much better after drinking it."

Mama Zhang was called out suddenly, she was stunned, and then she saw the soup bowl in her hand.

"Oh, miss, I didn't cook this."

Zhang Ma said with a smile: "It's Ah Li, she knows you're not feeling well today, so she's been busy in the kitchen for a long time and specially cooked it for you."

Luo Wenyan's smile froze, and he was at a loss for words.

Ling Li raised his head, and replied flatly and docilely: "As long as Miss likes it, that's fine." Politely alleviating Luo Wenyan's embarrassment, he didn't seem to take credit for it.

In the second half of the meal, Luo Wenyan drank the brown sugar ginger soup in the bowl, but became bored and didn't say a word.

After dinner, Luo Wenyan was also the first to put down his chopsticks, "Mom and Dad, I have something to do, so I'm going outside first."

Luo Qiyao and Mrs. Ye saw her listless, with bad moods written all over their faces, they looked at each other with "worried and concerned but don't know why my daughter is like this all of a sudden".

Luo Wenyan said that this daughter was the baby they cared about the most. They had to protect her under their wings for fear that she would get hurt. After more than 20 years of careful care and love, the couple's habits have long been engraved in their bones.

The two worried for a long time, and finally decided to hand over the problem to Ling Li, and asked her to take a look.

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The backyard of Xinghua Tiandi has luxuriant branches and leaves, and there are clusters of green trees. The moonlight above the head shines down, and breaks into spots of light through layers of branches and leaves.

Luo Wenyan stood alone, listening to the rustling of leaves beside his ears, his mood was ups and downs.

Unreasonable boredom and vague sadness intertwined, she crackled and typed a string of words in the chat box of the mobile phone as if venting.

Luo Wenyan: [Do you know! !Ling away from this person! !She is! !The means are too powerful! ! ! 】

Luo Wenyan: 【Ahhhhhhhhh I'm so annoying! 】

Luo Wenyan: [So annoying, annoying, unhappy! 】

After sending all her thoughts to Jing Xian, she put away her phone and let out a long sigh of relief.

As the saying goes, noble people often forget things, but Luo Wenyan's memory is not bad.

There are even many things engraved in my mind, no matter how long it takes, I can't forget them.

She remembered that when she was in school, Ling Li would prepare a thermos cup filled with brown sugar water and put it on her desk every time she had her period.

The brown sugar water is always hot, just like her ignorant and warm heart.

Luo Wenyan couldn't deny that his heart had been moved.

The author has something to say: I saw that some readers were confused about what "Luo Tinghua" is, did they write it wrong, or did they miss the name?

no……

neither.It's a nickname between girlfriends.After all, "hearing words" = "obedient".

Hereby explain, don't think I made a mistake in the future.