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The first thousand two hundred and forty-six chapters are jealous

"Welcome party?"

Lin Chong pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "I will go, when is it exactly?"

"I don't know yet, Yingying and I only received the notice today."

Getting a positive answer from Lin Chong's mouth, Guan Wei suddenly smiled and his dimples fell deeply. His big eyes were shining with bright light. He hugged Lin Chong's waist and rubbed his cheeks hard on his chest: "Brother Lin is the best!"

"What are you two doing?"

As soon as Guan Wei finished speaking, a sound as pleasant as a silver bell suddenly rang.

Yang Ying was wearing a pink apron around her waist, with long hair tied up on her head, tied into a simple bun, holding a half-cut carrot in her hand, standing at the entrance of the living room, looking at Lin Chong and Guan Wei with a strange look.

"What are you doing? I'm chatting with Brother Lin."

Guan Wei's big eyes rolled around, she deliberately lay on Lin Chong's shoulder, pretending to be weak, and muttered, "Yingying, how long will it take to have dinner? I'm almost hungry!"

"Star you to death!"

Yang Ying walked to the sofa and said angrily: "Yuino-chan and I are so busy in the kitchen that we are not touching the ground. Do you feel so leisurely alone, don't you feel uneasy?"

"You told me not to cause trouble."

Guan Wei stuck out her tongue, lowered her eyes, and her eyes were dodging, not daring to look at Yang Ying, and her voice became lower and lower: "Also, my skills are not good, what if I waste my materials..."

"Hmph, it's all excuses."

Yang Ying stretched out a jade-like palm and grabbed Guan Wei's ear: "Little cow, get off Brother Lin quickly and go to the kitchen with me."

"I don't!"

Guan Wei grinned, and not only did not leave Lin Chong, but hugged him tighter: "If I leave, Brother Lin will be bored alone."

Yang Ying looked at Lin Chong with bright eyes: "Brother Lin, will you be bored?"

"Won't."

Lin Chong shook his head decisively and made up the knife: "Actually, I think it's better for Xiaowei to go to the kitchen to help, so that I can concentrate on reading."

When Guan Wei heard this, she felt like she was struck by lightning, staring at Lin Chong straight at her for a while, unable to speak.

"Little cow, did you hear it? Brother Lin doesn't like you pestering him."

Yang Ying's mouth bent slightly, and a smile flashed in her eyes. She let go of the hand that grabbed Guan Wei's ear and said carelessly: "I used to tell me that if I want to grab a man's heart, I must first grab a man's stomach. It seems that someone has forgotten this sentence."

"I didn't forget it if you don't need to remind me."

Guan Wei pouted her mouth, and gave Lin Chong a fierce look, a heartless man who was confused and unconventional, jumped off him, and walked towards the kitchen angrily.

Looking at Guan Wei's back disappearing from the kitchen door, Yang Ying could no longer bear it and covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

While laughing, she said to Lin Chong: "Brother Lin, the little cow seems to be really angry."

"So her, that's what her personality is anyway."

Without Guan Wei entangled beside him, Lin Chong felt relaxed all over. He stretched his waist and picked up the book on the coffee table and opened it: "Xiaoying, you don't need to spoil her normally. Aunt Guan is not here. If we spoil her again, we will spoil her from princess disease sooner or later."

"I don't spoil her. Brother Lin, you are too tolerant to me and the little cow." Yang Ying curled her smile and raised her face and scolded her.

Lin Chong raised his head and said strangely: "Is it not good tolerate?"

"Unprincipled tolerance is indulgence. Every time the little cow comes home on holiday, he will bother you to play, not do homework, not read textbooks, be lazy and do nothing all day long, but you have never criticized her." Yang Ying said seriously.

"Princess Taiping, you are talking nonsense!"

A small head suddenly popped out of the kitchen. It turned out that Guan Wei had been eavesdropping on their conversation. At this moment, her face turned red and she said angrily: "When did I eat and do nothing?"

Yang Ying's expression remained unchanged, and she asked with a smile: "Isn't there?"

"...Tsk, I won't be with you anymore."

Guan Wei retracted her head and left a resentful sentence: "I still say that she is my best friend, how can you complain about Brother Lin?"

Even though Lin Chong was as slow as Lin Chong, the open and secret struggle was clearly noticed.

He was stuck in the middle and didn't know what to say for a moment, so he simply stayed silent and made up his mind to never get involved.

"Brother Lin, am I too much?" Yang Ying pursed her lips and suddenly said softly.

"Why do you feel this way?"

Lin Chong frowned.

"I was a little jealous when I saw you look so close to the little cow, so I couldn't control myself and said those words in front of you."

Yang Ying lowered her head, and her voice was like a mosquito.

"I see."

Lin nodded heavily and then said seriously: "I think you are saying something reasonable. Excessive tolerance means indulgence. In the final analysis, I care too little about you, I have always focused on my own affairs, and I have ignored your thoughts and feelings. This is my fault, sorry."

"Brother Lin, you don't need to apologize."

Yang Ying shook her head slowly and said softly: "I don't know what you think, but I already regard you as the closest person besides my mother in this world. The time you have known you has been the happiest day in my life. The person to apologize should be me. I have already obtained a lot, so what qualifications are there to be jealous..."

However, before Yang Ying finished speaking, Lin Chong had already stood up, opened his arms, and hugged her in his arms.

"To me, you are also the closest person in the world." Lin Chong gently stroked Yang Ying's smooth hair and whispered in her ear.

"……Um."

Yang Ying's cheek was pressed against Lin Chong's chest and closed her eyes with satisfaction.

"Hey, what are you two doing?"

Guan Wei poked her head out of the kitchen again. Seeing them hugging each other, she was very dissatisfied and rushed to the two of them in two steps: "Splitting apart quickly, otherwise I will be jealous!"

"What are you jealous?"

Yang Ying rolled her eyes and a little sadness disappeared.

"Just eat."

Guan Wei squeezed into Lin Chong's arms and happened to face Yang Yingyi from the left and right: "I heard all the words you said before. Humph, you must be jealous, aren't you allowed to be jealous?"

Just as the two girls were bickering, Yukino's petite figure appeared at the kitchen door, wearing an apron exactly like Yang Ying, and looking at them with envy on his face.

"I want my master to hug you..."

A thought came to the little maid's mind.

"Okay, you guys go and cook."

Lin Chong took a step back, pushed the two girls away, and rubbed their heads.

"Okay, Brother Lin."

Yang Ying, who had recovered her vitality, nodded obediently, pulled Guan Wei, who was still narcissistic and reluctant to leave the living room and entered the kitchen.
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