<The mistress of works

Chapter 43 You did amazing

    

fter Li Jingchen sat down at the bedside, he asked expressionlessly: What did she bringJust congee and vegetables. Lu Wanwan finished speaking, subconsciously looking at his face. Seeing that he wasn'...[ ]

Li Xu Yang, caught off guard, was pelted with snow in the face and froze.

He is the youngest son of the Li family, the one that Zhuang Jing loves the most! Lu Wanwan actually dared to attack him!

Lu Wanwan struck with one move, she couldn't help but raise her chin and said with relief: Humph, let you use a slingshot to hit your elder brother last time, deserved it!

Li Jingchen's slightly lowered eyelids flashed with a hint of a smile after hearing her vengeful words.

Lu Wanwan just went head-to-head with Li Xuanyang.

And every time, Lu Wanwan would specifically throw snowballs at Li Xuanyang's fair and tender face, making him cry out in anger.

But Lu Wanwan wasn't as agile as Li Xuanyang, so she was hit several times too. The snow turned into icy water seeping into her clothes, making her shiver from the cold.

At this moment, a snowball was passed to her from the side. Lu Wanwan instinctively caught it and turned back in astonishment: Young Master Li

Li Jingchen smiled faintly at her: "Aren't you going to have a snowball fight I'll help you."

Now that Li Jingchen was helping her, Lu Wanwan's snowball supply seemed endless. All she had to do was aim at Li Xu yang and keep firing.

In a short while, Li Xuanyang was beaten and bruised all over his head. He couldn't stop himself from yelling: "Do you have any shame Are you guys ganging up on me, a little kid"

Lu Wanwan clicked her tongue: "Now you know you're a child It's too late!"

>After a while

I'm done!

Li Xuyang angrily threw the snowball in his hand to the ground, then wiped the ice chips off his face and ran into the house.

Haha! Lu Wanwan couldn't help but lean against Li Jingchen, laughing happily.

The moment Li Jingchen touched her radiant smile, he felt as if amidst a blizzard, only she remained a splash of color.

Maybe it's because her smile is too warm and sweet.

While Lu Wanwan didn't notice the change in Li Jingchen's eyes at all, she gave him a thumbs up: "Li Dajiao, you were amazing tonight!"

What she meant wasn't that Li Jingchen was helping her deal with Li Xuyang, but that he had become more lively.

Li Jingchen didn't know what was wrong with him. He wasn't ten years old, nor twenty, but when he saw Lu Wanwan struggling to keep up, he instinctively helped her roll up a snowball. He remembered the last time he had a snowball fight was when his mother was still alive.

Later

Achoo

A sneeze by the ear made Li Jingchen come to his senses suddenly. He saw Lu Wanwan rubbing her nose and shrinking her neck, looking cute and naive.

Looking down further, he saw that several places on her clothes had been soaked by the melted snow. After thinking for a moment, Li Jingchen suddenly said: "Go back, I'm tired."

"Huh Lu Wanwan looked at him puzzled. She was the one who had been having a snowball fight with Li Xuanyang this whole time, what was he tired about"

However, everything should be done step by step, so she nodded and said: Okay.

As soon as they stepped into the house, a maid approached and said: "Madam Young, Madam has asked for you to come over."

Upon hearing this, Lu Wanwan's heart skipped a beat. She had been too caught up in the moment and forgot that Li Xuyang, besides being annoying, also had one skill: tattle-telling!

Please tell the mistress that I will first send your young master back to his room, then

Li Jingchen interrupted her: "I'll go with you."

"Hah Lu Wanwan, afraid things might get out of hand, quickly advised: You'd better not go."

Li Jingchen gently squeezed her small hand and said, "It's okay, trust me."

Lu Wanwan had no choice but to hold onto him and follow the maid to see Zhuang Jing.it go if you admitted your mistake. I wouldn't tell Jingchen about this, so you wouldn't have to be embarrassed. Now it seems like you're being very open and honest. Well, then Zhou Butler, please ask...