Mingmei didn't know when she fell asleep. When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was on a king-size bed. The sheets and quilt were made of blue and white large plaid cotton, which looked very clean. But with Mingmei's cat
My normally sensitive nose still smelled the scent of Luo Ling, as well as the scent of roses and lilies.
"The devil's **harem!" Mingmei really wanted to use such words to describe this place, but it was obvious that she was deceiving herself. Simmons mattresses, silk quilts, bedside tables, standing wardrobes... all the furnishings here are very ordinary, except
The bed is a bit too big. It can be said that this is the standard bedroom of a middle-class family that was relatively well-off four years ago. The ceiling lights, wall lights, wooden walls and wall moldings, etc., are all popular styles from details to general appearance.
This made Mingmei, who was used to seeing various themed rooms designed by the master, despise Luo Ling's aesthetic ability. "He is indeed a vulgar creature who only knows how to kill, set fire and talk nonsense!"
"Go and wash yourself when you get up. Dinner is about to be served. Don't wait until it's late." Luo Ling's voice came from the outer room. With Luo Ling's ability to sense Mingmei's awakening, it was naturally impossible to hide it from him.
"Hmm..." Mingmei hummed as if she was exasperated, thrashing around in the quilt, scratching her hands and kicking her feet.
Luo Ling's head popped out from the door, "Hey, that's cotton, not the skin of a soft-armored demon (it's famous for its tough skin). It's torn. Be careful. I'll strip you naked, hang you up, and beat you severely. Then I'll punish you."
Go wash the briquettes..."
"What are you talking about? You are still a little girl, how can you say such a thing?"
Mingmei heard a refreshing female voice, and then she saw a woman in her twenties entering the room through the quilt covering her head. What surprised Mingmei was that the woman that the devil Luo Ling had snatched was not
She is not as beautiful as she imagined. From a modern aesthetic point of view, she has just fallen out of the public category. She just has good skin and is very energetic.
Xing Juan walked to the bed and said softly: "Little sister, we don't dare to expect that you will be happy here. We just hope that you can try your best to be more open-minded and optimistic."
Mingmei knelt and curled up under the quilt, as if this would make her feel safer. After a while, Mingmei revealed a third of her face and said, "Sister was also captured by force?"
Xing Juan recalled how she and Luo Ling met, and couldn't help but smile, "Yeah! As time went by, I didn't miss him anymore, and she became his wife." Although she said this, no matter how she listened, it sounded like she was telling him.
A kind of sweetness.
"Hi..." "Hello!" Xiaoqing and Xiaozi revealed their upper bodies from behind Xingjuan, one was sunny and the other was shy, "Huh?" Mingmei was startled when she saw the two twin sisters who were no older than herself.
Then he stretched out his arms and pointed at Xiaoqing and Xiaozi, "You were also arrested?"
"No, I bought it, hehe!" Xiaoqing laughed.
"It was our husband who saved us from the slave market." Xiao Zi answered more honestly and seriously.
Mingmei didn't hear what Xiao Zi was saying at all. She had already smelled the fragrance of roses on Xingjuan's body and the fragrance of lilies on Xiao Qing and Xiao Zi's body. She clenched her little fists and said angrily: "He is indeed an evil devil."
"Correction, our husband is not a devil, he just behaves in a different way." Xing Juan cleverly showed her xenophobia through this seemingly 'protecting her shortcomings' behavior. No woman would treat her husband like this.
The woman brought back from outside doesn't mind at all, unless she no longer loves her husband. Especially, the woman brought back is more beautiful and younger than her, and as for being charming, she is regarded as such by most big houses.
A means of being charming.
"Well! Sister, don't make random comments about our husbands!" Xiao Qing agreed, and Xiao Zi nodded. The three girls are on the same front. Although Luo Ling has explained Mingmei's role, the three girls still regard her more.
Do is a potential harem concubine.
Mingmei keenly felt the xenophobia in the three women's words, but she did not associate this phenomenon with fighting for favor or being favored. "They were all successfully brainwashed by that guy." Mingmei thought this way.
"Little sister Mingmei, don't worry, we will keep an eye on your husband and he will have no chance to bully you. We will also arrange a room of your own for you. Now, get up and have dinner together." If Xing is not sensitive enough,
Juan's words were quite enthusiastic.
"Having your own room, is this considered a kind of care? Do you need to say it specifically?" Although Mingmei mumbled very quietly, everyone in the room had very sharp ears, even Xiaoqing and Xiaozi, during this time
He has also made great progress, and with his sharp ears and eyesight, he naturally heard the truth clearly.
Miss Mingmei's unintentional words deeply hurt the hearts of the three grassroots girls. Even Luo Ling, who was already in the outer room, felt a little embarrassed, especially after he suffered many hardships, but always won in the end and gained a huge sum.
In the recent period of "prosperity", this sentence is undoubtedly equivalent to saying to people who overtly and secretly feel that they are rich, aren't you very rich? Why do you live in public (low-rent housing) housing?
"This is the difference between a princess and a commoner. The house we live in now was found in the rubble and built brick by brick with our own hands." Xiao Qing's attitude turned cold obviously, and after speaking, she pulled her sister out.
Room.
"For us, no matter how magnificent the palace is, it cannot compare with this place. Our family's efforts and hope for happiness have been put into this place."
However, with just this sentence, it would be even more difficult for her to accept Mingmei's entry into Luo Ling's house.
"I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing." Mingmei apologized softly. Seeing Mingmei's somewhat ashamed and aggrieved look, Xing Juan realized that she was still a big child.
At this time, Xing Juan felt the message conveyed by Luo Ling's telepathy in her mind. "You should be able to imagine what it is like for a person who can't even take care of himself except for his expertise. I'm not telling you
Well, based on her previous idealistic performance, I suspect that she grew up in an 'incubator'. I guess she doesn't even know who her parents are."
"Sister Mingmei, do you have parents?" Xing Juan asked directly without hiding anything.
Mingmei shook her head under the quilt, "They died very early, I have no impression."
"Hmph! Died! This girl, after examining her body, although I sensed signs of artificial development potential, the main reason is her unique innate talent. Analyzing it according to the broadest theory of talent inheritance, her parents, it is estimated that
She has already become a slice or 'breeding stock' for the company's research institute. Even if the talent is not genetic, in order to better control this girl, her parents may not have a good life such as ordinary accidents or death from illness."
Luo Ling's analysis made Xingjuan's motherly love skyrocket. In her eyes, Mingmei gradually turned into a poor little girl who believed in a thief and a father. She thought of her sister with a tragic fate... Xingjuan sighed softly.
After taking a breath, he sat on the edge of the bed and said to Mingmei, who was curled up in a corner, "Come here, sister is here. Don't be afraid. There has to be a beginning..."
During the meal, Mingmei had already put on Xiaoqing and Xiaozi's spare new clothes. Because Mingmei's breasts were very material and she was young, almost as good as Xingjuan's, so she wore the two sisters' vests, which were tight.
The breasts are very attractive. Although there are no protrusions, the two sisters have secretly glanced at them several times. Xiaoqing also secretly compared hers with hers. Luo Ling saw these and felt quite dumbfounded. The three of them
There are four women in the family now, and one of them is playing a rival role. From now on, life is going to be very lively.
As expected, during the meal, Mingmei was the first to stage a crying scene. Since Luo Ling brought back a lot of ingredients, the meal was quite sumptuous, and there was cracked tooth-flavored meat hot pot, with delicious meat and complete ingredients. Xing Juan
The home-cooked food was delicious, and it was a pleasant meal. I never thought of this delicious food, and this atmosphere made Mingmei feel sad that everyone was enjoying it, but she was alone. To put it bluntly, the little girl felt that she was alone and homesick.
So, she burst into tears first. Xing Juan persuaded her, and she became more energetic. She threw herself into Xing Juan’s arms and cried loudly. She cried so hard that the three girls also turned into rabbit eyes.
Xing Juan's clothes were soaked all over from crying, and she also had a rather unappetizing snot. Finally, no matter how beautiful the beauty was, her unbearable side in normal life was exposed, with snot, tears, and messy hair.
The eyes were red and swollen, and there was no image left.
Luo Ling was holding a pair of chopsticks and was a little dazed. Yes, during those days of fleeing, he drank dirty water, ate rotten rice, and gnawed wild vegetables in the smelly mud. But this did not mean that he could
This way of eating is regarded as a kind of enjoyment. Especially now, eating has become a purely spiritual need. After such a loss of interest, with a feast of flat peaches in front of him, Luo Ling may not be interested at all.
"Otherwise, give her to someone else! She will be miserable in our house. Can you bear to see such a poor little girl wither away day by day?" Mingmei was tired from crying and had already fallen asleep, still holding Xing in her arms.
With one of Juan's arms, Xing Juan, who was lying around Mingmei, said in a low voice to Luo Ling who came in.
Luo Ling sat down on a leather pile next to the bedside table. "Even if you are not afraid of being exposed, I did the kidnapping. Who can I give her to? Who can I give her to? Qin Qing? She will most likely return Mingmei."
The original owner, Bao Si? She has the courage to take in this girl, and the conditions are better than ours. But it is only a matter of time before we start a war with the company. After finally snatching such a 'recovery machine', there is no reason to send it back? Sha
Lu? Panjiao? We don’t even have a solid strategic ally..."
Xing Juan bit her lower lip for a long time and said, "If she becomes an ordinary person..."
"Then she is nothing!" Luo Ling took over: "It's like a person who grew up as a princess. Suddenly one day, she was replaced by the daughter of a servant."
Xing Juan sighed softly, "The next life will probably be like hell for her!"
"Losing the value of use, she will only become a plaything. Moreover, with her character, she will probably be abandoned after being transferred and ravaged, and become an experimental subject of the research institute. That is a life truly comparable to hell." Luo Ling said to himself.
The life of a guinea pig is unforgettable.
"Then what's going on with her living with us like this?"
"Don't worry, I don't plan to add members to the family in this way. It won't be long before we have our own safe territory. Then we can go to the base, redeem a few slaves who are struggling to live, and build a small village for her.
Live with them. If you feel that after being with her for a long time, you will develop feelings for her and it will be difficult to let go, then carve out a simple room for her to live in the Temple of the Dead. Anyway, there is Mog Gug and me.
It's not easy for her to die now."
"What are you talking about? She is a person, a living person. How can you treat her like this?"
Luo Ling shrugged. This topic was no longer suitable for in-depth discussion. Although the three daughters of Xing Juan were his wives and they could get along with each other day and night, there were still many inconsistencies in the attitudes towards life between the husband and wife. Compared with the three daughters, Luo Ling shrugged.
It seems that Luo Ling is a little too extreme. Different temperaments and different life experiences have created different perspectives on life. There is no absolute right or wrong. At this time, we need to be tolerant of each other. In this regard, Luo Ling is still modest.
And you should respect your wives, otherwise, I'm afraid you can't be called a wife, but can only be called a slave.
"Let's live in our house for now. She is a little girl who doesn't even have parents. It's pitiful to use her like a prop. The days of hiding will eventually pass, and I believe everything will be fine. However, don't touch her. This is your fault.
You said it on your own initiative, we didn't force you. You have to keep your word."
Luo Ling nodded, "Think of it, think of it! I know you stick to me because you care about me. I know who is really kind to me, and I want to repay my kindness, right?"
Xing Juan glared at Luo Ling, "He's getting more and more glib." Although she said this, her face was full of satisfaction and smile that could not be concealed.
"This is not glib, this is all true! If you don't know how to defend happiness, and wait until you lose it to make up for it, you will regret it. Come here, my wife, have a nice one, I will be gone for three days..."
"Go...not serious...disgusting...there are children here..."
Bo!
"Come on, kiss me again."
"Um……"
Taking a gentle sip of tea and enjoying the slightly bitter aroma, Luo Ling sank into the rattan rocking chair and rocked slowly, feeling the leisurely fun of life. After returning from the fantasy world, he felt that he had become a lot more tacky.
, for example, he no longer acts like a workaholic who only knows how to improve his combat power, expand his power, and collect treasures. Another example is that he began to lie to his wife selectively. To put it more bluntly, he began to coax his woman, unlike before.
Be straightforward, argue with reason, and make life as serious as work.
"I thought I would become more and more indifferent, but unexpectedly I became more and more hypocritical." Luo Ling didn't know whether to laugh at himself, but he knew that he was not opposed to this change in his heart, because as he changed, he could
He clearly felt that the inner happiness of his three wives was gradually increasing, and this situation also made him feel happy. It was like seeing his pigs and sheep growing stronger day by day. Uh... This metaphor is a bit
It's not appropriate. Luo Ling doesn't think that Pig and Sheep can be compared with his wife. He just wants to express the feeling of being happy because he has successfully gained more feeling of being needed.
This is already the third day that Mingmei came to Luo's house. Although his wives have always objected, Luo Ling still put a collar on Mingmei like a domineering king. He called it euphemistically: "Enjoy life from an ordinary person's perspective, not from an ordinary person's perspective."
A saintly woman who is worshiped by everyone."
Luo Ling thought that Mingmei was sad for a long time after being tied to a "dog leash", but the fact was that she just cried again because of it, and quickly recovered her mood amidst the comforting words of the three girls. And here we are.
Today, the four women are as good as sisters. Even the reserved Xiao Zi doesn't mind telling some embarrassing things in Luo Ling's life to make Mingmei happy.
"Women's friendship comes and goes like the wind, isn't it?" Luo Ling thought of this sentence casually, then took the tea cup, took a sip of the tea, and continued to rock in the recliner. There were no injuries on his body.
Seriously, I have also talked privately with my wives about Qin Qing's message, and I will be going to the Northern Territory station in the near future. Luo Ling and his family all guessed that there would be no good banquet there, and there must be something difficult going on.
Qiu. Luo Ling still decided to go. Even if he calculated favors in terms of profits, he could not escape the rule of repaying debts. This was one of his principles. He did not want to owe others anything, especially - You Enzai
The first debt.
I was still worried about Mingmei. At the same time, I carefully combed my body to check if there were any adverse side effects from Mingmei's holy light blessing. I also wanted to spend more time with my wives, so I postponed it for three days.
The so-called living room in front of the vault is not too small. With an extra bed against the wall and double-layered floor-to-ceiling curtains, Mingmei has her own private space. A small wardrobe, bedside table, and a small dressing table.
, Mingmei was personally involved in the placement, layout and installation of all furniture. Of course, she was purely a troublemaker in the whole process, but the Luo family still tolerated the black lines on their faces again and again, allowing Mingmei to have a beginning and an end.