My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Maybe it's because of the fact that Zheng Lun said, Zheng Lun's mood is very good.

Her little white face with a faint smile: "Brother, you take me to wash your face, and, I'm hungry, I want to eat!"

Zheng Jing's heart hurt inexplicably.

His sister is so stupid that when he heard him say not to marry someone, she was already so happy! It turned out that she never had the luxury of marrying him. She was humble. She approached him carefully and depended on him.

Seeing that he brought Zhu Ruotong back, she had been crying secretly for several days. From yesterday to now, she hardly ate anything.

"Okay, wash your face and eat."

Zheng Jingdong hugged her and went to the bathroom, wet the towel skillfully, and wiped Zheng Lun's face-these things, he has done many times since childhood, but since he was an adult, he has not done it again. Because fear of excessive physical contact will make Zheng Lun fall deeper.

Now, he has nothing to fear.

Zheng Lun was happy to let her brother wipe her face, her loving brother already knew, she also knew the love of her brother, and it seemed that he loved deeper than her, so she is now happy like a little bird.

Her dream has come true, she has been satisfied.

She knows that it is impossible to marry her brother, then mom and dad will be very, very angry and sad. They have worked hard to raise her up and have always treated them like their own daughters. She cannot make them sad.

After washing his face, Zheng Jing personally prepared a bowl of mushroom and beef noodles for Zheng Lun. Watching her happily eat up all the bowls of noodles, Zheng Jing’s heart was finally no longer empty, but filled with her smile Full of.

Zheng Lun finished eating, wiped her still red lips, remembering her brother's fierce kiss, her face turned red involuntarily.

Zheng Jing looked at her shyly, but she couldn't help but bowed her head and gently kissed her forehead.

At this moment, the footsteps of the third person sounded in the living room.

Then there was the sound of something falling to the ground.

Both siblings looked up at the same time.

Mother Zheng's eyes looked dull at her children, and her favorite mangosteen brought to her daughter from the outside rolled off the ground, but she didn't even notice it.

The whole of her reached her fingers trembling slightly, and her voice was full of pain and despair: "You...you... this is to mad me, to force me?! You are brothers and sisters! My sons and daughters, how come……"

She couldn't speak anymore.

There was only severe pain and discomfort in her heart!

Both Zheng Jing and Zheng Lun looked at her in a panic, shouting in unison: "Mom, that's not the case!"

Mothers are undoubtedly sensitive. Ms. Zheng knows her children too much. From their simple words and deeds, she knows that things are moving towards the side she least wants to see.

Her face was pale, and the whole person was crumbling.

Zheng Lun ran to her in a panic, hugged her waist, and cried, "Mom, don't scare me, I have nothing to do with my brother, it's all my fault, it's my waywardness , It has nothing to do with my brother, please hit me, mother!"

Mama Zheng's tears dripped, and she couldn't help but fall to the ground. Zheng Lun was so weak that he tried to pull her but didn't pull it. She immediately knelt in front of her mother, hugged her again, and kept shouting "Mom".

Mother Zheng's heart was shattered by her shouting. She hugged Zheng Lun and cried, "July, you are my daughter, do you know? You are not a substitute, you are my daughter!"

She rarely calls Zheng Lun "Seven Seven" because it reminds them that Zheng Lun's identity will hurt Zheng Lun.

But now she calls it this way, to let Zheng Lun know that she did not regard her as a substitute for her dead daughter. She has always known that her biological daughter is no longer there, and has been raising children for seven or seven decades. Qidang became his own!

"Your brothers and sisters are my bones and blood, I have never regarded you as an outsider, Qiqi! How can you accept me, my daughter marries my son! I raise you up, I want to see you Marry and have children, your child is going to call me grandma! How can you and your brother... You are digging the meat in my heart!"

Mother Zheng can't cry herself, her children are full, she will have grandchildren, grandchildren, and two little guys, one will call her grandmother and the other will call her grandmother.

How could she watch her son and daughter mess up!

In this way, people will be scolded by the backbone!

Zheng Lunbu cried in her arms: "Mom, I'm wrong, I'm wrong! Don't be angry, I will never again! The elder brother is my elder brother, I am his sister, I am your daughter, always will be! "

Zheng Jing walked to the two women who cried and cried and looked at the two most important women in his life. He spoke softly: "Mom, you can rest assured that I know both Lunlun and we are your children all our lives. The closest siblings will never change."

Ms. Zheng covered her eyes with tears, but reached out and wiped the tears away from her daughter: "Okay, my mother believes you! Lunlun, what hurts my mother most is you, don't you let your mother be disappointed, OK?"

Zheng Lun nodded hurriedly: "Good mother, I won't let you down!"

Zheng Jing stepped up to support his mother and sister, watching his mother's aging face, he was very unhappy.

Mother Zheng was irritated and cried for a while, so she went back to her room to rest.

Zheng Jing picked up the mangosteen scattered on the ground one by one, put it on the coffee table, turned his head to see Zheng Lun was still standing there, he stepped forward to hold her small hand, whispered: "Lun Lun, don't Worry, everything is mine."

"Brother, did I disappoint my mother too much?" Zheng Lun's big eyes were all confused and blamed, and Zheng Jing couldn't help but feel sad.

He touched his sister’s soft hair and said in a serious tone: "No, you have always been the pride of your mother. From small to large, you have always been the first in your academic performance, the first in the piano competition, and the first in painting. First, you have held art exhibitions, and several works have been sold at high prices. My mother is happy to show off everywhere, saying that there is a painter at home, she is proud of you."

"Silly girl, what's wrong with you? It's not your fault to like me. It's my fault. Who made your brother look so handsome?"

Zheng Lun looked up and saw the light jokes on his brother's face, and finally he was relieved a lot: "Brother, you are so thick-skinned!"

After she finished speaking, she sat on the sofa, stretched her hands to peel off the fresh mangosteen, and murmured, "I peeled a few for my mother to eat. I did something wrong, my mother was angry, and she just coaxed her..."