The "accident" at dinner was actually expected by Liao Dingding. His father has always focused only on work, and all the trivial matters at home are under the control of his mother. Although she is an example of a mistress, she is not a mistress after all.

Xiaojiabiyu's background means that she has a ruthless and ruthless attitude in everything she does. Especially after Liao Dinghao was born, she was the official wife of the Liao family and had a good temper over the years.

As for Liao Chengan, he was an out-and-out troublemaker. Liao Dingding let out a long breath, stretched out his hand to wipe off the breath on the mirror in front of him, and then slowly wiped his body after bathing, carefully protecting his spring.

skin

When she opened the door wrapped in a bath towel, she couldn't help but be surprised. She didn't know when Liao Dinghao came in and lay down on the bed. He was leaning on the bedside and reading a book. The cover was "5-Year College Entrance Examination and 3-Year Simulation".

He was also holding a pen, looking quite serious.

Seeing that he was studying seriously, Liao Dingding couldn't scold him. After all, he was her younger brother. The exam was coming soon, and she didn't want him to have a big mood swing.

"Why are you here?"

She wiped her hair and asked questions. She was about to take off her bath towel and change into her nightgown as usual. When she moved her hand, she realized that someone else was there. She had to withdraw her hand and endured the discomfort of having the half-wet bath towel wrapped around her body.

"I have something to ask you, Liao Dingding, please don't lie."

Liao Ding finally continued reading without raising his head. He even turned a page and threw the pen in his hand over.

She hurriedly reached out to catch the pen that flew straight towards her head, held it in her hand, raised her voice and yelled: "Hello Liao Ding, please stop kicking your nose and face! After all, I have six more years of food than you, what about you?"

Are you interrogating a prisoner? Get out of here, don't dirty my sheets!"

With a "pop" sound, the book in his hand was closed. Liao Dinghao sat up straight and pursed his lips together in displeasure. He said that his son was like his mother. This was true. He looked more like Wu Minrou, with delicate facial features and class.

The boy is rare and beautiful, but he doesn't look effeminate. In addition, he is tall and thin, and he looks a bit tough like a northern man.

"You just said you were going to get married. As a younger brother, I'd like to ask: after all these years, have you finally figured it out? Are you sure you can really forget that man?"

At such a young age, he speaks to the point with every word and doesn't show any sympathy for others. This is probably because he has inherited his mother's style.

Liao Ding was furious, helplessly squeezed the pen in his hand, secretly withdrew his strength, and roared angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

She looked like this, but in her heart, she had hidden her little secret for many years and never mentioned it. Logically speaking, no one should know about it, but Liao Dinghao looked so confident that he might have known something.

"Am I talking nonsense? Sister, you look careless, but when you write a diary, you are very literary and artistic. There is so much freshness between the lines that it makes my teeth sore. Also, you are too lazy. Blog password

It’s actually the same as the bank card password, I didn’t even have to guess and the experiment was successful!”

Liao Dinghao curled his lips and turned his face to one side.

More than a year ago, the lavish spender Liao Ding was overdrawn on his card, but he did not dare to tell his parents that he came to beg Liao Dingding. She was a soft-hearted sister, so she naturally responded to his request and applied for a supplementary card for him.

I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to remember it, so I just set the password to the same one.

The blog that Liao Dinghao refers to is a private blog and is not open to the public. Liao Dingding occasionally logs in and writes a few words about his mood. The length is not long, but almost every article is related to "that person"

That person returned home quietly; that person came back again, but not alone; that person became interested in hosting banquets; that person went to Europe to help his beloved hold a solo exhibition; that person, that person, was all about

that person

Even Liao Dingding herself didn't know that she would have a crush on someone. When she thought of him, she became gentle and timid, as if she was hiding in a clam shell. She didn't dare to look out for a second, for fear that he might not be there yet.

Confession was harshly rejected

Her cheeks flushed, and she threw back the pen she was holding tightly in her hand. Liao Dingding bit her lip and said stubbornly: "Peeping into other people's privacy, Liao Dinghao, you are getting more and more capable! I will go to the bank tomorrow to see

Who cares if you overdraft in the future?"

Unexpectedly, Liao Dinghao ignored her threat at all, picked up the book and got out of bed, walked straight to her, leaned down slightly, and seemed to question and sigh: "Who told you that I have no money, just support me with one or two

A woman can still afford it, even if she washes her face with Evian!"

Liao Dingding couldn't help but take a step back. She felt that this younger brother was even more arrogant because he was taller than her. She was so angry that she raised her hand to poke him in the heart and retorted viciously: "You stinky boy, you still want to raise a woman."

, your fur hasn’t even grown yet! When I tell dad that I’m going to stop giving you pocket money, you won’t even be able to eat at McDonald’s. Let’s see who else you can support, and you’ll be better off!”

At this point, the image of Liao Dinghao being kept by a rich woman appeared in front of her eyes, and she suddenly felt very good. She smiled, moved her fingers and said with a grin: "Then you will become a pretty boy and be oppressed every day!"

Liao Dinghao held down her messy hand, lowered his head and smiled, "Okay, I think you are not short of money, why don't you accept me? I can wash and cook and can also warm the bed. I am young and have good physical strength.

Do you want to think about it?"

Seeing his tone of voice and his lack of seriousness when he spoke, Liao Dingding knew that he was no longer angry, so he calmed down his anger, pushed him away with a smile, and drove him back to his room to sleep, as he had to go to school tomorrow.

"It's okay to ask me to go back, but don't keep saying that you want to move out. Mom is harsh on words, but she also feels uncomfortable behind her back. I once saw her looking through a photo album, and she was silent for a long time while looking at the photos of you when you were a child."

After rubbing his sister's long wet hair, Liao Ding reluctantly left. Liao Dingding shrugged his shoulders and remained silent.

The emotional gap between mother and daughter of the Liao family for more than twenty years cannot be eliminated by a few words. Some relationships do not necessarily have to be life-threatening to be frustrated, but they accumulate over time and are worn away by countless little things.

She thought for a while, then put on her nightgown. Just as she was about to lie down, she was struck by several unhurried knocks on the door, which made her frown. Why was he here so late?

Sure enough, he didn't even have the patience to wait for her to say "come in". Liao Chengan, who was wearing pajamas, had already pushed the door in and locked it with his backhand. He seemed to have no intention of leaving.

"I'm very tired, I want to have a good sleep"

He had long lost the patience he had when facing Liao Dingding. Liao Dingding buried himself in the bed, huddled in the quilt and moved before reaching out to turn off the bedside lamp.

"You're right, you can only sleep well when you are tired. You always fell asleep quickly before."

Liao Chengan still had no expression, just nodded, and when he lifted the corner of the quilt, he found that the person had gotten in. The cold air from his body poured into the warm quilt, and he took off his clothes rustlingly.

The temperature this spring is lower than in previous years. It is already March and it is still very cold at night. All the heat in the quilt has been wiped out by Liao Chengan. Liao Dingding feels that the air conditioner is too dry when sleeping at night and is not good for the skin.

I would rather be cold than turn on the air conditioner. Now I was shivering from the cold.

"Sleep, you've been gone for several days, and I just miss you. Also, if you dare to say such crazy things like that when you go out to live by yourself, I will beat you, hang you up and beat you to death. I would rather have your legs broken.

Keep you!"

Liao Chengan yawned, hugged Liao Dingding who was curled up on one side, slowly tightened his arms, and spoke in a neutral voice.

She was stunned and knew that he was definitely not joking. With his temperament, he could really do such a thing. What a domineering and unreasonable person!

But tonight she really didn't have the energy to fight with him. Seeing that he wanted to let her go, Liao Dingding obediently shut her mouth, found a comfortable position in his arms, closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.

Liao Chengan was not like her. He couldn't sleep at all. On the one hand, he had not yet vented his desires for many days, and he was feeling a little uncomfortable with the bloating. On the other hand, Liao Dingding's attitude this time surprised him. He thought that this business trip might happen.

What made her think about hiding out?

Although she is rebellious, she is not a bad girl at heart. Especially in the two years since she returned to Beijing, she has been uncharacteristically obedient: Liao Peng found her current job through connections. At first, everyone in her family thought that Liao Dingding

Even if she said she would die, she would never agree, but she actually went to work honestly and took her job seriously. Her boss always praised Liao Peng every time he saw her.

, which makes Liao Peng and Wu Minrou a little unsure of their daughter’s thoughts.

Liao Chengan, who had never been married, slept with her not long after that. However, he was surprised to find that his half-sister, who was only 21 years old at the time, was no longer a virgin. He was sullen.

He couldn't help feeling that this girl who grew up in the United States was really open-minded. At this point, he no longer even had the slightest idea of ​​being merciful to her. How could he have fun and have fun?

Every time Liao Dingding recalled this incident, she couldn't understand why she, such an arrogant person, could swallow her anger at that time. Perhaps, deep down in her heart, she also longed for the warmth of family and wanted to maintain the superficial calm of the Liao family.

At that time, she had just returned to Beijing and finally recognized her ancestors and was recognized by the Liao family. Wu Minrou warned her over and over again and secretly to cherish the good life, not to bring shame to the Liao family, and not to make it difficult for her outside. After all, no matter how bright and beautiful she was outside,

, everyone in the circle of official wives in the imperial capital also knows that she was once a mistress

So it was clear that telling his family or simply exposing the matter would have no benefit except making himself a joke. For the first time, Liao Dingding tasted the feeling of knocking out his teeth and swallowing it in his stomach.

The son is not bad, Liao Chengan is not a indulgent man, he will ask for it about once a month. Usually in front of others, he will behave like a loving brother and will not break the rules.

She thought she could endure it forever, until she went to Shanxi this time and met his extremely clear eyes as he looked into the distance. Liao Dingding wanted to kill herself with a knife. She finally understood how dirty she was.

, is no longer worthy of him, even though he has never known his feelings for him, everything is just a secret love

When it was almost dawn, Liao Chengan finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and was about to fall asleep. At this moment, the woman in his arms turned over and muttered something. His whole body tensed up almost at the same time.

I tightened my body and lost all sleepiness.

No matter how fuzzy her voice was, he could hear clearly that what she called was Shen Che, a man's name.

Although he didn't know this person, he had read it on her blog many times and remembered it every stroke.
Chapter completed!