The Bully Girl in Qi's Arms is Beautiful
Chapter 57: Want to count her? ha-ha

Xiaohong is usually very clever, she can do things, talk and look at her face, so she gets along well with the Lin family.

Lin Ma asked her with a smile, "in your opinion, what should I do?"

Xiao Hong thought for a while and said, "the first lady is not in good health, so we should pay special attention to her diet. Therefore, I think the first lady's diet is the most important thing. So, Mrs. Lin, if you have nothing to do, you can make more delicious food for the first lady and give her a tonic."

This is reasonable, but also just to the heart of Lin ma.

"Yes, the young lady is in poor health. Alas, she really needs to make up for it."

Lin Ma sighed.

"That's it! People who are not in good health can't get angry, especially.Madam, she still...

Xiao Hong was very angry.

She looked up at the direction of the building and approached mother Lin.

she said in a quiet voice, "but our eldest lady is really powerful.

Even her wife dares to fight.

I want to tell you something from the bottom of her heart.

I saw it then.

Don't mention it, When I think of my wife's usual attitude towards us, I'd like to slap her twice to vent my anger.

But I just want to think about it.

I don't dare to do it.

Lin's mother will be amused by her appearance, but what she said is also true, which can be regarded as the heart of many servants of the Lin family! However, a few hours have passed since Lin Xi started beating Zhao Hui.

Only Xiao Hong dare to speak her mind in front of Lin ma.

Lin Ma's attitude towards her has risen to a higher level.

"Oh, what's that smell?"

Xiao Hong suddenly exclaimed, looking to the direction of the kitchen, "mother Lin, did you stew the soup?"

Lin Ma responded, "I stewed chicken soup."

She can't care to tell Xiaohong to send the food to Linxi, then she turns around and runs into the kitchen.

Xiao Hong stood in the same place and looked at her for a while.

Thinking about the look in her eyes just now, she hooked her lips.

Lin Ma's mind is simple, a few words successfully let her think that she is in the same camp with her.

She wouldn't be so stupid to put eggs in the same basket.

Carrying the food upstairs, Xiao Hong carefully knocked on the door, "Miss, I'm Xiao Hong.I've brought you the food."

Linxi light and lazy voice came, "come in."

Xiao Hong pushed the door open and went in.

After thinking about it, she closed the door and went in with the plate.

"Mother Lin stewed chicken soup for you.

She was afraid that others might not be able to control the heat well, so she asked me to bring you the food while she was watching."

She went over and put the food on the tea table one by one.

"If you eat it while it's hot, it will hurt your stomach when it's cold."

Lin Xi had just taken a bath and wore a white bathrobe, which made her skin even whiter.

Her eyes are full of water vapor, hazy, not very real emotion.

She coughed two times, walked over, picked up chopsticks, but saw Xiaohong still standing in place, looked at her.

"You want to talk to me?"

Xiao Hong hesitated for a while, mainly to show her entanglement, and then clenched her teeth, as if she had made great determination. She watched Lin Xi speak slowly "Miss, I just went to deliver ice to my wife.

I heard that she was on the phone.

It seems that she is looking for someone to deal with you.

You must be careful recently.

Don't be cheated by my wife."

Lin Xi took a green vegetable and put it into his mouth.

He nodded, which was a response to Xiao Hong.

But you want to count her? Oh, she is looking forward to it! Maybe it's another good play.

If what the girl said is true, she should have fun soon.

(Lin Xi hum: I'm good if I don't count others.

Do you still want to count me.)

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