"No, no.
Ling Bing sat down, and Yu Zimo hurriedly went to pour water.
There was tea at home, but it was not a good thing, and Yu Zimo was afraid that Ling Bing would dislike it and didn't dare to take it out to entertain him.
Ling Bing sat upright, not touching the water poured by Yu Zimo.
I don't know how to communicate with Yu Zimo.
In the past, he could regard Yu Zimo as nothing, he could say whatever he wanted, and he had no scruples about doing whatever he wanted.
But that's no longer the case.
Xing'er called her mother, respected and close to her, and if he didn't respect her, Xing'er would definitely be unhappy.
He could also see that she had some opinions about him, but he didn't know how to resolve her dissatisfaction with him.
He rarely interacted with middle-aged women and did not know how to please them.
Seeing that Ling Bing had not spoken, his expression was serious.
Yu Zimo was even more nervous.
"Young Master Ling, sit down, I'll go and tell Mei'er to get up."
Ling Bing really wanted to go along and look at Nangong Qixing's bedroom, but he felt that it was too abrupt, and he was afraid that Yu Zimo would not like him even more.
Nangong Qixing woke up when he heard Ling Bing's voice and was washing.
"Mei'er, which outfit do you want to wear today" Yu Zimo pushed open the wardrobe.
"Just choose a cooler dress for me."
Ling Bing's body temperature was relatively high, and the seven stars of Nangong next to him were about to die of heat.
Yu Zimo, who was a cooler skirt, frowned slightly, and picked out a double-layer half-sleeved silk dress for a long time.
"Isn't there anything cooler, I want a short skirt."
Nangong Qixing felt that Yu Zimo was guarding against Ling Bing, and deliberately asked her to dress tightly.
Yu Zimo took out a knee-length puffy skirt from the wardrobe.
"What about this?"
"Forget it, I'd better do it myself."
Nangong Qixing picked out a green sleeveless chiffon shirt and a pair of white short culottes.
After changing her clothes, Nangong Qixing wiped her face and thrush, and Yu Zimo combed her hair.
Ling Bing waited in the dining room for a long time and didn't see Nangong Qixing come out, so he quietly came over.
Nangong Qixing's room is very princessy, very dreamy, and tidy.
Nangong Qixing sat in front of the dressing table with his back to the door, and Yu Zimo skillfully braided his hair.
Ling Bing's hands were a little itchy.
It's been a long time since I've combed her hair.
Nangong Qixing saw Ling Bing at the door from the mirror, and slightly hooked his lips.
He came early.
Ling Bing peeked for a while and returned to the dining room, opened all the food boxes, and took out the dishes, chopsticks, and soup spoons from the kitchen.
By the time Yu Zimo and Nangong Qixing came out, Ling Bing had everything ready, and more than twenty food boxes were neatly arranged.
"Wow, so much delicious" Nangong Qixing ran over and started eating before he sat down.
Ling Bing pulled a chair for Nangong Qixing, held her shoulders and asked her to sit down, and then sat down beside her.
As soon as he sat down, he suddenly remembered that he should pull a chair for Yu Zimo, the future mother-in-law, and stood up again.
"Mrs.
Yu, please."
Yu Zimo was flattered and looked at Nangong Qixing uneasily.
Nangong Qixing was so busy eating that he didn't pay that much attention at all.
For breakfast, Nangong Qixing ate with relish, Yu Zimo ate like a thorn in his back, and Ling Bing became a maid for the first time, happily waiting for his favorite girl to eat breakfast.
After eating, Yu Zimo drove to the store, and Ling Bing sent Nangong Qixing to school.
"Do you want to take my car or yours," Ling Bing asked.
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"Sit on mine.
This time I'm going to sit in the front.
Nangong Qixing handed the key to Ling Bing.
Sitting in front, Ling Bing smiled.
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