Super sweet: The sister of the beautiful president conspired against me

Lin Zhilan took such elegant and noble steps, took Ning Yu's arm, and continued to walk towards Ning Feixue's villa.

Since Xuexue married Xiaochen, she hasn't been home for dinner for several months.

As usual, before Xuexue and Xiaochen got the certificate, she would drive home for dinner every day after get off work.

Because Xuexue doesn't know how to cook at all, she is not willing to invite a five-star chef to her house.

Said he didn't like strangers coming to the house.

I ordered takeaway and was afraid that the takeaway would not be clean.

So she went back to her parents' house to eat, and she opened her mouth when the meal came, isn't it delicious?

Although Lin Zhilan would hate Ning Feixue, every time Xuexue came home for dinner, she would cook a large table of dishes to reward her precious daughter.

Then we had a fight with her at the dinner table.

Yes, although Lin Zhilan and Ning Feixue looked like sisters, they both had the same beautiful faces.

But her mother can cook, and the taste of cooking is not bad.

On the other hand, President Xuexue, besides eating, she is playing, otherwise she is leaning on Jiang Chen's arms and watching TV.

Ever since Xuexue and Xiaochen got their certificates, this little girl has disappeared.

I haven't been home once in months.

At first, Lin Zhilan was also happy to be at leisure.

If my little bad daughter doesn't go home to eat, she doesn't have to cook such meals, and she saves effort.

But within a few days, Lin Zhilan felt that without Xuexue by her side, she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't say a few words to her.

Just because she didn't hate Ning Feixue for a few days, Lin Zhilan felt uncomfortable all over.

It is conceivable how much suffering Lin Zhilan had to endure in the past few months.

In fact, she had long wanted to go with her husband to see how Xuexue and Xiaochen were doing.

But they have been quite busy in recent months and rarely have free time.

Lin Zhilan also took her husband with her, and immediately came to the residence of Ning Feixue and Jiang Chen.

They don't order takeaway every time they eat, do they?
Lin Zhilan didn't know that Jiang Chen could cook. At this time, Jiang Chen was still a sophomore, not yet 28 years old.

She thought secretly.

Probably not.

No matter how bad it is, the two of them should invite a chef to cook at home.

With Xiaochen around, Xuexue should also be willing to hire a chef.

As for the relationship between the two.

Then needless to say, there must be no problem at all.

Lin Zhilan could tell that Ning Feixue liked Jiang Chen since she was a child.

Now, Xuexue and Xiaochen live together, but they don't go home for several months.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the relationship between these two people is like glue.

She came here this time just to see Xuexue and Xiaochen, and then to hate Xuexue by the way.

Otherwise, she will feel uncomfortable all over (`~)
Lin Zhilan held her husband's arm, thinking while walking.

the other side.

After Ning Feixue finished her breakfast, she happily sat in Jiang Chen's arms and watched the variety show.

"Hahahaha! Little Chenchen!"

"(＞＜)"

"Look at that man, he's so funny."

"Yeah, sister Xuexue, it's really funny."

Jiang Chen had a higher point of laughter. He thought it was indeed humorous, but it was not up to his point of laughter.

But Sister Xuexue thought it was funny, so Jiang Chen naturally nodded in agreement.

No matter what elder sister Xuexue said, she was right anyway.

Just pet her as hard as you can.

My little baby, who will spoil if I don't spoil him?

At this moment, Lin Zhilan was on her way here.

Ning Feixue was leaning on Jiang Chen, watching the variety show.

Hi, the weekend is comfortable.

You don’t have to go to work, and you can still play with Xiao Chenchen all the time, it’s so cool (*σ`)σ
Suddenly, Ning Feixue sneezed cutely.

Jiang Chen quickly turned Sister Xuexue's little head over, and carefully checked her physical condition.

"Sister Xuexue, did you catch a cold last night?"

"No, little dust."

"I hugged you to sleep last night."

"You are so warm, how can I catch a cold?"

"Then sister Xuexue, why are you sneezing?"

Ning Feixue sucked her little nose.

"I don't know, Xiaochen, I just sneezed."

"It feels like something is going to happen."

"I don't know what it is."

"Forget it, Xiao Chenchen, it doesn't matter that much."

"Let's keep watching TV."

Jiang Chen carefully checked Ning Feixue's physical condition, and nodded after confirming that she didn't catch a cold.

"Ding dong!"

At the gate of Ning Feixue's villa, a doorbell rang.

Jiang Chen and Ning Feixue looked at each other.

Boy, this is the first time in the months they've lived together that someone has rang the doorbell.

Jiang Chen put Ning Feixue on the sofa and opened the door himself.

He went to the door and opened it.

"Hi~ Xiaochen~ Long time no see~"

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