Xiaoting struggled a few more times, being held so tightly against her father's broad chest. Actually, children like to be held by adults because they can see the view from above. However, Xiaoting was still sulking with him, and after struggling a few times, He Zhangcheng finally put her down.
Ma Mingyue finally got up. She didn't know why her aunt had suddenly returned to the room, sat on the edge of the bed with a stern face and didn't say a word. Her face was gloomy and she was very angry. She glanced at her and was so scared that she thought her aunt was blaming her for not getting up at this time. She didn't dare to stay in bed and quickly sat up.
She spoke a few more words to her, but her aunt kept a dark expression. Ma Mingyue didn't dare stay in the house with her any longer and quickly came out. She was a little surprised to see her cousin and Xiaoting standing in the kitchen, because she had just seen Xiaoting get down from her brother's arms.
When did this father and daughter become so close?
Although she now thinks Brother Lu is better and more suitable for her, she hasn't given up on her cousin. She still feels that the position next to her cousin is hers for the taking. Therefore, she prefers Xiaoting. The father and daughter of Xiaoting and her cousin don't get along well. Now, the two of them are suddenly hugging each other early in the morning, looking like they have a deep father-daughter relationship. Ma Mingyue just feels a little confused and annoyed.
"cousin……"
Ma Mingyue took two steps and suddenly stopped, pressing her hand to her thigh, her brows slightly furrowed.
"Sorry, cousin, I overslept today. What would you like for breakfast?"
Her face looked like Xi Shi clutching her heart, and she seemed to be in great pain even after taking a few steps, yet she insisted on making him breakfast with a concerned expression. A normal person would have felt sorry for her and stopped her from making it, but He Zhangcheng glanced at her and then looked at Xiaoting.
"I'm running out of time, so why don't you make breakfast for Xiaoting? She wants porridge, and steam some buns too. Oh, and your sister-in-law..."
When He Zhangcheng mentioned Ye Man, he suddenly became a little embarrassed and even coughed twice while touching his nose.
Ma Mingyue's expression was a little stiff. She didn't notice anything wrong with him, but Xiaoting stood in front of him and kept looking at him. She felt that her father was acting strangely this morning. Not to mention that he suddenly hugged her, he also reminded her mother that her face was red.
“I…” Ma Mingyue’s face was almost frozen with a smile. “Okay, then I’ll go make breakfast for them.”
She took two steps in front of her cousin, then stopped, rubbed her thigh, took a deep breath, and then walked over. Anyone with a normal mind could tell that she was uncomfortable, but He Zhangcheng didn't even look.
Because their room door was pushed open, Ye Man finally managed to tidy herself up. Although the blush on her face hadn't completely faded and her temperature was still high, she had managed to comb her hair and change her clothes.
"Mother"
When Xiaoting saw her mother come out, she forgot about why her father was acting strangely. She called out and rushed over to hug her mother's leg. Only then did she realize that her mother seemed to be feeling unwell today. She quickly let go, her face showing care and concern.
Ye Man reached out and ruffled her daughter's hair, looking a little embarrassed. "It's probably because Mom doesn't exercise enough. My legs were a bit sore after hiking yesterday, but they're fine now after applying the medicine. Xiaoting, don't worry. Have you had breakfast?"
Xiaoting breathed a sigh of relief as her mother still smelled strongly of medicine. "She's already taken her medicine."
After Ye Man finished speaking, she didn't look at He Zhangcheng's face. Thinking about what had happened in the room, her face flushed again.
She didn't even dare to think about what she had just said. In that situation, she actually asked He Zhangcheng to apply medicine to her, especially since it was on her thigh. She wondered if he had misunderstood. She thought he probably had. She still remembered the look in that man's eyes, as if he was staring at his prey, as if he wanted to pounce on her and bite her neck.
The atmosphere between the two was so strange that even Xiaoting, standing between them, would crane her neck to see her father and then her mother, before lowering her head and frowning.
Not to mention Ma Mingyue, even though she was standing not far away, it felt like there was a Milky Way separating her from the family of three.
His face was as black as ink. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I just felt like something had happened between my cousin and his wife.
I didn't feel this way yesterday.
Liu He's appearance broke the awkward silence. She came over with a dark face, snorted through her nose, and rolled her eyes at Ye Man in front of so many people without any politeness.
Xiaoting and Mingyue might not be able to tell, but she's been through it all, and she personally overheard those unbearable sounds at the door. She knows exactly what happened between the two of them, and now they're all all over each other.
That vixen, she used this method to seduce her son.
Although Ye Man had long known that her mother-in-law disliked her, she was still surprised when her mother-in-law suddenly rolled her eyes at her this morning when nothing had happened. Just as she was about to speak, He Zhangcheng was already somewhat dissatisfied.
"Mom, what's wrong? Is your eye twitching?"
His tone was somewhat serious. Liu He paused for a moment, her face darkening even more. This vixen had really succeeded, seducing her son and causing him to speak to her, his mother, in such a tone first thing in the morning without any explanation.
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