Doesn’t this person have a brother fetish?
Why are you so hostile to yourself?
There was an indescribable feeling. When Yu Qingluo wanted to confirm it, Yin Yuanjun had already looked away.
Fortunately, nothing went wrong later, the meal ended smoothly, and the group returned to the living room.
After chatting on the sofa for a while, a servant brought two soup bowls and placed them in front of Yu Qingluo and Yin Liting.
There were four elders and two younger ones sitting in the hall. They were neither above nor below, so they should not be given first no matter what the queue. They both felt it was inappropriate. Just when they were about to say something, they heard Grandma Yin say:
"Drink quickly! I made people stay up specially. You are under great pressure at work and have trouble eating on time. This is suitable for you."
Then he waved his hand to the servant:
"Sister-in-law Chen, cut some more fruit and serve the soup to relieve your tiredness. I've eaten too much today because I'm so happy."
When they heard that there was more to come, Grandma Yin couldn't help urging them. The two of them picked up the soup bowl and drank without thinking too much or trying to shirk it.
The slightly astringent clear soup, with a bit of Chinese medicinal aroma, was not very delicious, but it was indeed very comfortable to warm up after one sip, and Yu Qingluo drank it as if it were water.
The two put down their bowls, and the servant happened to bring out fruits and anti-greasy soup.
The scented tea was brewed in a transparent hot water kettle, and the chrysanthemums floating in it were obvious. It was obviously different from what the two of them drank before.
While Yu Qingluo was wondering, Yin Yuanjun had already questioned:
"Why doesn't it look like it? Sister-in-law Chen, give me my brother's one instead. I don't want this."
"Cough~"
After glaring at him, Grandma Yin took over the words:
"That's nourishing. What do you, a college student, need to supplement? Drink your tea!"
Yin Yuanjun's eyes widened again and again in astonishment. Under the coffee table, Yin's mother kicked him, took the teacup and put it directly into his hand. After that, everyone bowed their heads and drank tea quietly.
Seeing this, Yu Qingluo still didn't understand anything.
Sure enough, the night talk ended soon, and the two of them were left to spend the night and urged to go upstairs.
Because she didn't bring a change of clothes, Yin Ruochu gave her a lot of clothes inside and outside, basically all with tags.
The door to the room was closed, and Yu Qingluo stood dumbly on the spot holding her clothes. For a long time, she stared at Yin Liting from a distance.
What's going on?
What to do tonight?
Her mind was in a mess and she was still melancholy. Yin Liting had already taken off his suit jacket:
"Go take a shower, just for one night, it shouldn't be any strong medicine."
After feeling it for a while, there seemed to be nothing unusual. Seeing that the bed was very big, Yu Qingluo became even more relieved when she thought of the rumors about him, the way they had gotten along before, and the woman's voice she heard on the phone:
"You should go first, I'll sort it out."
"That's fine."
After taking a change of clothes, Yin Liting went into the bathroom, arranged the clothes in his hands and hung them in the closet. Yu Qingluo kept a black suspender nightgown.
After cutting off the tag, she looked up and saw the mobile phone being charged on the table at one side.
What name did he give himself?
As soon as the thoughts flashed in her mind, Yu Qingluo couldn't help but be curious. When the sound of running water sounded again in the bathroom, she pressed his number.
On the screen, five words popped up:
【Close Partner】
Wonderful hanging, Yu Qing's forehead was full of question marks.
wipe!
What remark is this?
Doesn't she have a name?
Then I thought about it, the marriage between the two was just a temporary expedient. If they lived together, wouldn't they be partners?
Looking at it this way, there seems to be nothing wrong with this remark.
Just as I was thinking about it, the sound of running water stopped——
