"It's fine."

Li Xingruo lowered his head and bit his shoulder gently, then whispered in his ear: "Just wait until you get up earlier tomorrow and go back to your room."

"I……"

Li Xingruo blocked his mouth and didn't let him speak anymore.

…

In the master bedroom on the first floor directly below Li Xingruo's room.

Li Min was sitting on the edge of the bed, with Chen Yingping behind him holding a spoon to perform gua sha on his shoulders and neck.

"Hey Lao Li, what do you think?"

"It's pretty good, it can be stronger..."

"You've become stupid after drinking, haven't you? I'm telling you Xiaolin!"

"...You're watching too, so what do you think?"

"Hey, I'm asking you, are you still asking about me?"

Chen Yingping pinched his shoulder and neck hard, and Lao Li grimaced in pain, and the wine immediately made him sober.

"It feels good. This Xiao Lin's appearance is worthy of our daughter. Although she is two years younger than our daughter, she looks quite mature and is quite reliable in speaking and doing things. This kid has some skills. I will use him to change

Take a look at the design drawings..."

"Thanks to you, it's rare for Ren Xiaolin to come here, so why don't you just talk to people about this?"

"Why, are you dissatisfied with Xiao Lin?"

"That's not true. I think Xiaolin is quite a good person. He has a good face and is not picky in any aspect."

After Chen Yingping praised Lin Lu, she said with some worry: "It's just that this young man's conditions are too good. I'm a little worried that our daughter won't be able to tie him up."

"You women tend to be superficial when thinking about things. Let me tell you, for men, the real person is the person they can live with. What's wrong, my daughter is not good-looking? Or is my daughter not running the house? Every year there are people who are young and beautiful at the age of 18.

Ah, why do we change wives every year? I was just following A Ping for your virtuous management of the house."

"...Do you mean to say that I am ugly?"

"Hey! Be gentle! If you were ugly, Ah Ping, how could you have given birth to a daughter as beautiful as ours?"

"But if you put it this way, Xiao Lin seems to be quite reliable. The way he looks at Xiao Ruo is the same as the way you looked at me back then."

"How do I look at you?"

"..."

Chen Yingping is uneducated and can't explain why. She can read faces and can hide her behavior, but her eyes cannot hide her long-term affection.

"I have a hunch that this Xiao Lin is 90% likely to be your son-in-law."

"How can you see this?"

"The Sixth Sense."

"So A Ping, how far do you think our daughter and he have developed?"

"You asked me this, how could I know!"

"Why don't you go remind Ruoruo and tell her not to move too fast? After all, Xiaolin is still young, so he should take his time..."

"I can't say it, I have to say it yourself!"

"What should I say to you, a great old man?"

"Then don't let me say it!"

"A slap in the face can't make a difference. If it weren't for you back then..."

"What's wrong with me?"

"No...I mean our daughter is just as reserved as you were back then, so there's nothing to worry about..."

"..."

"..."

"You said Ruoruo wouldn't sneak into Xiaolin's room, right?"

"That can't be done."

"..."

"..."

"Do you think Xiao Lin is the high school student that Ruoruo tutored us before?"

"How can you see this?"

"The Sixth Sense."

"..."

"..."

The old parents counted with their fingers, sighed, lay on the bed, put their hands behind their heads, and stared at the ceiling in a daze for a long time.
Chapter completed!