Looking at the figure of her angry leaving, the cold old man casts a reproachful glance at Leng Shaoyun.

"How old are you? And kick people? "

"I just..."

Leng Shaoyun also feel very wronged, he just used to this position, just want to let Charlotte leave.

He didn't expect that Charlotte didn't hold the bowl in her hand, so that it all fell on her clothes.

"Come on! Eat quickly

Cold old son also don't want to listen to his explanation, waved a hand, motioned him to sit down to eat quickly.

Hear cold old man's words, cold Shaoyun just nodded, sat in the position that just now Xia Luoxi sat.

Charlotte quickly went back to his room, took off his clothes and threw them into the dirty basket.

It's so hard to get up in the morning!

Forced her to eat the porridge she didn't want to eat, and sprinkled the porridge on her clothes!

Is she fighting back with Shen Qingqing?!

If Shen Qingqing had not got up early in the morning and had to show herself in front of Leng Laozi and Xiaolin to cook the porridge, she would not have been pushed by Leng Shaoyun and spilled the porridge all over her clothes.

All this is because of Shen Qingqing!

If it were not for Shen Qingqing, she would not be like this!

Today, she is still wearing her favorite suit, which is not only full of the greasy smell of scallion cake, but also full of porridge.

At the thought of this, Charlotte didn't want to wear this suit again!

"Second young lady."

The servant knocked at the door.

Charlotte casually surrounded a bath towel and went out: "what are you doing?"

The servant was startled by her fierce tone and swallowed nervously: "I'll take your clothes and get ready to wash them."

"Throw it away!"

Looking at this set of clothes upset, Charlotte will be dirty clothes basket thrown into the arms of the servant.

Hearing Charlotte's words, the servant widened his eyes in surprise.

"Throw it away? You didn't buy it? "

"If you throw it away, throw it away!"

Charlotte angrily gouged out her eyes, raised his hand and forced the door to close.

The servant held the basket and thought about it. Then he held the basket and threw out the clothes.

After the servant threw the clothes into the dustbin, Shen Yingying quietly went out and picked up the clothes from the dustbin.

Although I hate the dirty clothes, maybe it will be useful in the future?

Thinking of this, Shen Yingying threw the dress into his bathroom, ready to wash it and put it in the closet, waiting for the chance to use it in the future.

Shen Qingqing holds Qiqi and goes to the side of the car. Looking at Leng Shaoheng sitting in the driver's seat, she suddenly twists her brows.

"You drive?"

Leng Shaoheng nodded and said, "yes, what's the matter?"

"Show me your hand."

Shen Qingqing put Qiqi on the safety seat. After wearing the seat belt, she came to Leng Shaoheng and asked him to show him his hand.

But Leng Shaoheng's subconscious reaction is to hide his hand behind him.

"It's OK. I've been on medicine."

Hearing Leng Shaoheng's words, Shen Qingqing's eyebrows tightened tightly, hugged her arms and stretched out her hand. There was a kind of appearance that he would not give up until he stretched out his hand today.

Helplessly, Leng Shaoheng can only stretch out his hand.

The wound was even more serious than it was yesterday, and some places even began to fester.

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