Ling Xiaoqian was relieved to go out and prepare.
After everything was ready, it was almost dark. She was about to enter the room to call Xiaoxue up. As soon as she got to the door, Xiaoxue opened the door by herself.
"Wake up. I just wanted to call you. Go wash your face first. You can eat in a moment." She said.
Ling Xiaoxue looked at the hot dishes all over the table and praised happily, "sister, you are so powerful. You have prepared so many dishes by yourself. If you let me do it, I may not be able to do it. Sister, I think you are so powerful."
Ling Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "just stir fry some vegetables. What's so powerful? After you come out to work and become a white-collar worker, it's called powerful. OK, go wash your face."
"Yes." Ling Xiaoxue's eyes scanned in the living room, showing a look of disappointment, "sister, won't he come out? Don't you like me? "
"Why, I haven't called him yet."
"And he said yes?" Ling Xiaoxue asked uncertainly.
"Yes." Ling Xiaoqian nodded, "I'll call him now. You can see him when you wash your face."
Ling Xiaoxue a listen, very happy smile, turned into the bathroom, until she came out, already saw blue morning sitting on the sofa.
The face was pink. She went over and said shyly in a low voice, "master LAN, thank you for your birthday with me."
Blue morning is still a face of indifference, casually should be a, "en."
If she is not Ling Xiaoqian's sister, he will not answer.
Although Ling Xiaoxue has been used to his indifference, he still feels lost. He even refuses to look at her. He must not be like this to his sister.
Thinking about it, she was even more jealous of Ling Xiaoqian.
Ling Xiaoqian came out with the hot soup, carefully placed it on the table and said to them, "come and have dinner."
They walked over, and LAN Yichen naturally sat next to Ling Xiaoqian, while Ling Xiaoxue was just sitting opposite. Looking at their "intimate" appearance, she was angry and angry.
Ling Xiaoqian took a coke and said to Xiaoxue, "Xiaoxue, I wish you a happy birthday first."