I listened to my sister's words today.

Jiang Ling leaned leisurely on the sofa, her eyes moving away from the newspaper in her hand and falling on the chef who had already placed a sumptuous dinner on the table.

He gently closed the newspaper, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said slowly: "Okay, let's go have dinner and go to bed early tonight."

Yun Yiru, who was standing by, heard this and suddenly turned her head as if she had discovered a key breakthrough. Her pink little face instantly puffed up into a cute bun shape, her little mouth tightly closed, as if she was determined not to eat.

However, Jiang Ling didn't care about her little stubbornness. She just stood up as if nothing had happened, walked straight to the dining table, and picked up her bowl.

At this time, Yun Yiru was still sitting steadily on the sofa, but her big round eyes were always fixed on the tempting big chicken legs on the dining table, and there seemed to be a fierce struggle going on in her heart.

After hesitating for just a second, he quickly jumped off the sofa and walked briskly to the dining table.

When Jiang Ling saw the clever little guy climbing onto the dining chair, she smiled slightly and handed over the small bowl that she had prepared long ago.

After Yun Yiru took the bowl, her eyes were immediately attracted by the big chicken leg in the bowl.

Without any hesitation, he lowered his head and began to chew silently.

After all, for her, "man is iron and food is steel, if you don't eat a meal you will be hungry", and only by filling your stomach can you have enough strength to continue to fight for what you want.

In a short while, Yun Yiruo ate up all the chicken legs in the bowl like a whirlwind.

Only a lonely bone was left lying in the bowl.

But it was obvious that it was not satisfied yet, and it set its eyes on the second chicken leg left on the plate, and its little hands were ready to reach out and grab it.

Jiang Ling, who had been observing silently from the side, saw this and quickly moved the plate with the chicken legs to the other side, while looking at the little guy with a slightly serious look.

There was only the bare bone in the bowl, and the vegetables and rice were untouched.

You can only eat the second one after you finish the one in your bowl, otherwise you can only eat this much today.

Hearing this, the little mouth began to mumble unconsciously again, as if protesting something in a low voice, but the movements of his hands were very clever, and he still consciously scooped the rice in the bowl into his mouth spoon by spoon.

Twenty minutes passed and I finally finished my meal with satisfaction.

He walked slowly to the sofa and lay down on it with a fragrant chicken leg in his hand.

Jiang Ling came over and handed over a bottle.

Yun Yiruo threw the gnawed chicken bones accurately into the trash can, then reached out to take the bottle.

But I always feel like something is a little wrong, as if I have forgotten something important.

He tilted his head and thought for a while, but still couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it and continued to lie comfortably on the sofa, drinking milk leisurely.

Soon it was time for bed.

Yun Yiruo walked into the bedroom yawning. Just as she climbed onto the bed and was about to lie down, she suddenly remembered something and started mumbling to herself again.

At this time, Jiang Ling was lying on her side on the bed, holding a tablet in one hand, staring at the screen, seemingly ignoring the little guy.

In fact, it’s not that I really don’t want to pay attention to the little guy, but I particularly like to see him looking anxious, with a red face and flustered.

Seeing that time passed by minute by minute, the little guy became more and more anxious. Jiang Ling finally put down the tablet in his hand, stretched out his arms, and gently hugged Yun Yiru into his warm arms like catching a small fish.

He lowered his head, leaned close to the little guy's ear, and asked slowly in a gentle and low voice: "Will you still watch those things in the future?"

"No more watching, no more watching." Yun Yiruo quickly shook his head like a rattle and replied.

"Then are you still going to listen?" Jiang Ling raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a sly smile flashed in his eyes.

"Be obedient, be obedient." Yun Yiru nodded quickly in response, fearing that answering a second later would make the other party unhappy.

"Well, that's great. In that case, we don't need those gaming equipment anymore. Just be good and obey."

Yun Yiruo was overjoyed and thought that he was about to succeed, but at this critical moment, he suddenly heard these words.

She struggled to break free from her sister's warm embrace, slipped into the soft quilt, and curled up tightly into a ball.

At this moment, tears burst out like a flood, but they flowed silently.

Jiang Ling looked helplessly at the quilt beside her that was bulging like a small hill. "Oh, now it's good. I have to spend some effort to coax this little ancestor back."

I couldn't help but mutter to myself, "Why does it feel like this little guy is becoming more and more irresistible?"

At this time, the sky outside the window was gloomy and a rainstorm was pouring down.

The raindrops as big as beans hit the window violently, making crackling sounds.

Suddenly, a dazzling flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire room as bright as day.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening thunder roared, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart. Yun Yiruo, who was in the quilt, couldn't help but scream in fright.

Jiang Ling was originally thinking about coaxing the little guy, but unexpectedly, her arm was suddenly held tightly by a strong force.

Looking down, I saw that Yun Yiru had stretched out her little hand at some point and was hugging my arm tightly, her whole body trembling.

Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. Jiang Ling gently took the little guy out of the quilt, and then let the little guy lie obediently on her body, while she leaned gently on the head of the bed.

At this time, Yun Yiruo slightly opened her eyes like autumn water, first looked at her gentle sister beside her, and then turned her head to look out the window.

At this moment, a dazzling flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, and the strong light shone directly on the curtains, instantly reflecting the exquisite patterns on the curtains clearly on the white wall.

"Woooaa! There's... there's a ghost!"

Frightened by this sudden scene, her whole body trembled, and crystal tears flowed out uncontrollably again like pearls with broken strings.

Those soft little hands held their sister tightly, as if they were afraid that if they let go, the terrible ghost would take her away.

Seeing the little guy so cute and timid, Jiang Ling almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

But she still suppressed her smile and considerately pulled the quilt up to wrap them both more tightly.

Then he gently and rhythmically patted the little guy's back with his hands without explaining anything too much.

Instead, she happily enjoyed the little guy's embrace, which showed his complete dependence on her.