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Chapter 479: Paranoia
Xiang Yi was always much more tolerant when it came to good-looking children.
Moreover, this one was also really polite.
Xiang Yi said, “I won’t stand on ceremony with you then. Thank you for the flute, it’s beautiful.”
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly when he saw her accept it, adding some more vitality to his pale face.
‘Xu Tumi’s nanny van was driven away, and the crowd walked towards the living room.
Halfway.
Shi Sui raised his eyebrows, he asked meaningfully, “Don’t you know?”
Xiang Yi said innocently, “I really don’t know…”
The conversation between the two people reached the ears of the live netizens.
—— [Tsk tsk a certain Best Actor is jealous~]
—— [Shi Sui: You guys, look at my hair color, is it dyed with a touch of green?]
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt—— [Hahaha as long as I stan the couple enough, I can enjoy double the sweetness and double the happiness!]
The courtyard, the gazebo.
Although it was very inconvenient for Xiang Yi to use her hands, she could add spices with no problem. She asked in a warm voice, “Senior Tian, Ling Ye, is there anything you want to eat at noon?”
Tian Zhi said, “Oh, I’ve lost weight recently. We can just eat some steamed food. Otherwise, I’ll be scolded again when I get home.”
Everyone knew that Tian Zhi was henpecked. As soon as he spoke, the netizens in front of the screen could not help but laugh.
Ling Ye’s eyes were clear and bright. “I’m not picky, I’ll love to eat whatever you make, Sister.”
Xiang Yi nodded slightly. ‘He’s not a picky eater, huh? Seems like he’s a kid who can be fed well.’
“What about you?” The young girl looked at Shi Sui.
Shi Sui’s expression did not change, “Let’s have pickled fish.”
Xiang Yi muttered softly, “Don’t you dislike sour food?”
Shi Sui looked at her leisurely.
Xiang Yi was speechless.
In the live-stream:
—— [Hahahahahaha, the look in Shi Sui’s eyes is perfect]
—— [The aura between these two people, seems somewhat amazing!]
——[Shi Sui: I’m a pickled fish, sour, full of vegetables, and redundant /Aggrieved/pointed fingers]
Tian Zhi and Shi Sui went fishing together.
Xiang Yi sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, casually flipping through a medical book about food therapy.
The condition of her second brother’s hand had been mostly improved after acupuncture, and she wanted to nourish him again through food therapy.
Ling Ye asked for Xiang Yi’s permission and helped organize the bookshelves obediently.
The breeze brushed through the creamy yellow curtains, forming a warm and serene scene.
“Hiss.”
In the quiet living room, Ling Ye suddenly inhaled sharply.
Xiang Yi looked up and discovered that he had been hit on the head by a book that had slipped off the top of the bookshelf.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe frowned, got up and walked towards Ling Ye.
Ling Ye quickly apologized, “Sister, I didn’t mean to dirty your book…”
However, Xiang Yi asked, “Does it hurt?”
Ling Ye froze and a puzzled gaze flashed in his amber eyes but he quickly hid it. “It doesn’t hurt.”
“Go get some rest.” Xiang Yi picked up the book and casually inserted it into the bookshelf. “It’s just a book. It’s okay, you don’t have to take it to heart.”
Whoosh——
Ling Ye propped himself up against his arms on the bookshelf. From afar, it looked like he was holding Xiang Yi in his arms.
The red rope on the wrist was old-fashioned but beautiful.
“Sister,” he said obediently with a sweet tone of voice.
“Huh?”
Xiang Yi turned her face to the side, only to find that the two of them were a little too close together. She frowned in displeasure and tried to back away, but Ling Ye’s other hand blocked her.
It was a standard Kabedon.
“Actually, I didn’t recognize you at first, Sister. It was when you were playing with Jiang Jiujiu that I did.”
Ling Ye’s hair was naturally curly and soft. However, a strong paranoia surged up from the depths of his eyes.
“But, I’ve traveled with you so many times, I’ll be sad if you forget me, Sister.”
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