Chapter 57

"Lin Xuan, this is what you promised yourself. Halving the cost of living doesn't mean that you can make a pile of pig food at will. You have to live up to the standard of living you hear me? "

Luo Ping's heart is full of joy. She has to halve her monthly living expenses and ensure her quality. Isn't it clear that she has to force Lin Xuan to the end of the road.

Good, you trash. As long as you promise the conditions, I won't believe you turn the sky.

Although Qin poetry is angry, but listen to mother Luo Ping's request, angry but ready to argue with Luo Ping a few words.

What surprised Qin poetry was that Lin Xuan nodded, without any complaint at all, "OK, everything according to mom's orders."

Drunk!

The poetry of Qin Dynasty was about to die of anger by Lin Xuan. He really lived to the dog.

I had high hopes for him, thinking that he had begun to change. I can't believe it. I'm still such a loser.

It's like this at home, not to mention going out.

Lin Xuan cooked the meal, and the family began to eat. They did not have much conversation. They were worried and tasted like Jue wax.

In fact, Qin Shi Shi Shi likes Lin Xuan's cooking skills very much, and the food she cooks is very suitable for her taste. Even for every meal, she can pick and pull more meals.

Today, she ate a few mouthfuls and lost her appetite. After eating, she did not say much and went back to her room.

Sitting in a daze, taking a bath, wearing a silk pajamas, the beauty out of the bath is really like a fairy.

Lin Xuan cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and cleaned the house. She took a look at Luo Ping, who was sitting on the sofa like a lump of sarcomas. She was holding her mobile phone in her hand and brushing her circle of friends with boredom to see what happened to her sisters.

Qin Zhenhua is sitting on the other side of the sofa, with the remote control in his hand, switching channels to the TV, searching for his favorite TV programs.

Lin Xuan is about to enter the room, "what to do?" Luo Ping called out in a strange way.

He stopped a little. "I went to see the poems. She didn't seem to be in a good mood."

Finish, ready to continue into the room.

"Stop!"

Luo Ping yelled, pointing to the durian Lin Xuan bought back, "since eight million funds have not been raised, do you still need me to explain? Kneel down for me

She wiped a double chin, swallowed saliva, "my mother has not eaten durian kneeling cooked for several days."

Lin Xuan frowned slightly and leaned slightly, as if it was a demonstration, "Ma, the poem said, you don't have to kneel durian."

"Hula!"

Although Luo Ping is fat and sarcomatous, she is extremely quick. She sits up from the sofa and stands up in an instant. She blinks like a renter, almost faster than Zhang Wuji's great shift of heaven and earth, and blocks Lin Xuan in front of her.

She cross waist, ferociously glared at Lin Xuan, that look like to kill, "who said you don't have to kneel? Try again

This time, Lin Xuan did not bow his head as before, quietly went to kneel durian.

But the corner of the mouth spread a trace of grim smile, let the human heart hair hair smile, "poetry said, do not kneel durian."

Luo Ping raised the palm like a sunflower fan and said hello to Lin Xuan's cheek.

"If you're brave enough, you'll give it a slap!" Luo Ping almost fell all over her body. She couldn't believe it. This is what Lin Xuan said, "listen, from now on, no one can yell at me except poetry. Even if you are the mother of poetry, you can't do it!"

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