Make tea?

Lin Xuan and Qin's poems were stunned by the abrupt impertinence of Luo Ping.

Qin's poems and poems are even more colorful, "Ma..."

She just wanted to disobey Luo Ping, but she was slightly pressed by Lin Xuan on the back of her hand and shook her head slightly toward her, indicating that she would forget it.

Qin's poetry was so angry that he stamped his feet. He looked at Lin Xuan in a daze. His eyes were graceful, which was a deep apology to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan was smiling at her, smiling like a spring breeze and rain. He lowered his voice and said, "it's OK. Since it's a guest's home, it's reasonable to make tea. Don't see your mother in the same way."

With that, he went to prepare the tea set and make tea.

"I'll help you!" Qin poetry glared at Luo Ping, regardless of whether Luo Ping agreed or not, immediately followed up and went to make tea with linxuan.

Lin Ping's resentment can't be dispelled in the air.

It seems that everything suffered at the entrance of the villa area of Yunwu Mountain has disappeared.

She sniffed bitterly in her heart, "hum, what's the matter? In this family, my mother is the head of the family, and my words count."

With a feeling of incomparable pleasure, she continued to show the family members of the Qin family, her sisters and card friends around the villa.

"Tut tut Tut, ah Ping, you are really enjoying the happiness. It's really envious to have such a large luxury villa and such a obedient son-in-law!"

"That's not true. Living in a mansion and enjoying the treatment of the empress dowager, how many people can't expect it."

"It seems that the legendary son-in-law who comes to visit the house is still the same as before. He has not changed a bit. He is still the mother-in-law's words. He doesn't even dare to fart, so he immediately goes to make tea."

"Yes, yes, ah Ping. How did you teach this son-in-law? Is it too much for you? "

“……”

Luo Ping's sisters and friends immediately expressed their admiration and compliments, which made Luo Ping feel very happy and lost in the sky.

"Waste is waste. What nonsense? He spent two hundred million yuan to buy a villa. Looking at this posture, he didn't buy it by relying on our Qin family."

"Cut, it's not a waste dog with dog tail grass, it's a wolf. The so-called River and mountain are easy to change and their temperament is hard to change. If they eat too much soft rice, their bones are all soft. Where else is their backbone?"

"I can even imagine the picture of a waste man kneeling on durian. Sometimes I really want to see with my own eyes how the waste kneels down to see how the ripening agent works."

"Ha ha ha ha, I suggest that, while moving to a new home, Luo Ping will be asked to give her good son-in-law a live performance of durian, kneeling on the knees and ripening durian by human body."

"It makes sense."

“……”

Other members of the Qin family also whispered and discussed.

"Cough, brother Yang, I have a little immature suggestion..." Several family members made up their minds and approached Qin Yang and Qin Ruyan in a low voice.

Qin YangZheng was depressed. Today, he was thinking about how to step on Lin Xuan and the Qin poetry family. He looked at several family members impatiently, "what suggestions? If you have something to say, just let go of your fart. Don't make a mystery! "

"We discussed and listened to Luo Ping's meaning. She was not very confident. She asked her son-in-law to do whatever she wanted. Would you like to see with your own eyes the picture of a good son-in-law kneeling durian at the scene under the order of his mother-in-law?"

A word awakens the dreamer.

The members of the Qin family gave their thumbs up! I'll call my grandmother's driver and ask him to bring a Durian

Do what you say, and Qin Yang will deploy it immediately.

Lin Xuan and Qin poetry, who are preparing to make tea, are speechless.

Qin poetry has always wanted to say, but stopped, after all, she frowned slightly and murmured: "Lin Xuan, I'm sorry, my mother, she..."

Don't wait for her to finish, Lin Xuan relaxed smile, a face of amiable smile, "poetry, how do you come sorry, we are husband and wife, don't be so polite. I know what you want to say, and what kind of person mother is. You and I have a clear idea. "

"Since she likes the feeling of showing off, let her go. As long as she doesn't ask too much, I'm nothing

"I know. It's just that you're wronged again." Qin poetry is still a little uncomfortable in the heart, some guilt for Lin Xuan.

"Poetry, for three years, you know how I am. Don't care." Lin Xuan will make tea, carrying tea ready to send to the living room.

In the heart of Qin's poems and poems, there was a ripple, warm, and a little more affection for Lin Xuan.

Two years ago, she complained that this man was sent by God to torture and punish herself. Now she enjoys the love of Lin Xuan all the time, which makes her feel that this man must be a special gift from God.

With a sweet smile on her lips, she followed Lin Xuan out of the living room.Lin Xuan will make good tea placed in the living room newly bought tea table.

As soon as he put it down, Luo Ping puffed her eyes and ordered, "pour tea for the guests!"

Lin Xuan clenched her fists secretly. She was really upset. Luo Ping, with such a big fuss, called these unimportant people to visit the new house, which was already a big taboo.

He just didn't want to embarrass Qin's poetry, so he put down his resentment.

It's really unexpected that Luo Ping is so desperate that she asks Lin Xuan to serve tea like a servant.

A scholar can be killed, not disgraced.

Even though Lin Xuan had been dormant in the Qin family for three years, he endured it for three years and swallowed all the humiliation.

But it doesn't mean that he will always have to swallow these imposed humiliations.

If it was not for the disaster three years ago, he was forced to seal his accomplishments and medical skills, causing serious injuries and deafness and disability.

For the immortals, the loss of cultivation means that there is no big difference between them.

In such a situation, Lin Xuan could bear anything, but since the seal was lifted, his cultivation and medical skills gradually recovered.

That is to say, from the beginning of unsealing, he will not be bullied by anyone.

During this period, he repeatedly tolerated Luo Ping, but did not want to make Qin poetry sad.

Because Qin's poems are in the middle, they are in a dilemma.

"Mom, how can you do this? When the tea is ready, who wants to drink it can pour it by himself. Why should Lin Xuan pour tea?" Qin poetry really can not read down, immediately protest.

On hearing the words of Qin poetry, Lin Xuan's clenched fist was loosened, his face was calm, and he said in a low voice, "poetry, it's OK. I'll pour tea for the guests."

Luo Pinggang wanted to reprimand Qin Shi Shi Shi. Seeing Lin Xuan's attitude, he gave Lin Xuan a cold look. "Hum, in this family, you should have such an awareness. Don't try to challenge the head of my mother's family. Otherwise, if I ask you to get out of this house, you will immediately pick up your tail and roll off!"

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