The air suddenly became silent, and the air flow stagnated for a few seconds.
Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Wanru looked at each other without speaking.
Seeing this bumpkin really lost the interest to talk.
Master ly, that is a figure on the altar.
This country smelly girl probably knows how to feed pigs, right?
Master ly's name is also dubbed? !
The old lady Zhao cast a glance at Li Yun, and sat down on the stool in the dining room arrogantly, with a look of contempt and contempt.
It seems that looking at Li Yun one more time will insult her eyes.
Su Sibo stood up from the sofa, with a smile on his face, "Yunyun, come and sit down, we can eat now."
Li Yun nodded her head, turning a blind eye to Mrs. Zhao's expression, and just quietly chose a place farthest from Mrs. Zhao.
The stool was pulled away by Li Yun, making a soft sound.
Zhao Xinyu was still talking to Su Siyuan, but when she heard the movement, she also raised her head.
Just in time to meet the cold and aloof eyes of the man across the table.
Zhao Xinyu gritted her back molars silently.
She didn't have a good impression of this elder sister who suddenly moved into Zhao's house, but in front of Su Sibo, it's okay to pretend.
But at this moment, she almost couldn't even squeeze a smile out.
The bright and soft lighting in the living room, against the silhouette of Li Yun's side face, is exquisite and perfect.
The long hair is slightly curly, hanging over the shoulders, and a few strands of hair go around the ears, looking a little lazy and wanton.
Under the big black-rimmed glasses, the bottom of the eyes was stained a little red, exuding a coquettish light, and there was a heavy dark color in the eye sockets, making it difficult to see the emotions in them.
No amount of rustic attire can conceal her stunning and alluring face.
It is so beautiful that it makes people tremble.
Zhao Xinyu's hands on her knees were clenched into fists, her knuckles turned white.
She has been praised as a beauty since she was a child. Everyone who saw her would praise her sincerely. She accidentally took a video and became popular on the Internet because of her good looks.
But now Zhao Xinyu felt a strong crisis.
Comparing her proud face with Li Yun's, it instantly became a bowl of plain water.
It's tasteless.
"Xin Yu, Ning Yuan, this is your older sister Li Yun." Su Sibo cheerfully introduced Zhao Xin Yu and Su Ning Yuan, and added, "You're pretty, don't call me older sister."
Zhao Xinyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, she raised her head obediently, and called out, "Sister."
"Sister." Su Ningyuan followed suit and raised his head, his expression froze for a moment.
This sister is a little different from what she imagined, and even more different from the bumpkin that Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Wanru talked about.
His gestures are lazy and casual, showing a bit of cynicalism, but also a bit expensive.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it came out of a big mountain.
Seeing Su Ningyuan's dazed expression, Zhao Xinyu clenched her fists a little tighter, and gently sandwiched some sweet and sour pork ribs for Ning Yuan, "Ning Yuan, today I have your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, eat more."
"Thank you sister." Su Ningyuan returned to his senses and smiled happily.
"Sister Yun, don't be too restrained when you come to our house for the first time." Zhao Xinyu bent her mouth and smiled cutely and harmlessly.
Li Yun picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for herself, took a bite slowly, and then raised her head to glance at Zhao Xinyu.
The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and the arc is looming.
When the food in her mouth was completely swallowed, she raised her eyebrows, her eyes were playful, and she replied calmly, "Oh, I'm not restrained, why? I let you down?" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com