"Mom, why are you doing? I'm scared," Lin Miao touched her chest.

"Come here and sit down," Lin Jie pointed beside him.

Lin Miao sat down obediently.

"How far have you and Ronaldo developed?"

Lin Jie is very serious.

"What step?" Even when my mother was asked about her privacy, Lin Miao still didn't want to say much.

"Don't change the subject," Lin Jie rebuked, "To be honest with me, have you lived together?"

"We've lived together before?"

Lin Miao is careless.

"How can it be the same as it is now?"

Lin Jie raised the volume a little higher, "You are not a child, you know what I'm talking about."

"No," Lin Miao answered honestly when he saw that Lin Jie was really angry.

Lin Jie breathed a sigh of relief.

Just don't have it.

She originally thought that Luo Yan, a child, was very dedicated to her work.

From small to large, we can see that he is sincere to Miaomiao, so we want to take this opportunity to settle the matter between the two.

Even if you live together, it is not too much.

Who would have thought that when it came to the point, Luo Yan's attitude became blurred.

This made her unable to make sure.

Women are different from men.

The man broke up, but in a blink of an eye, he was still a young man in his heart.

Women will be sad and sad, and if they are not done properly, they will leave their heartache for the rest of their lives.

Lin Jie hopes that his daughter will be happy all her life, and does not want her to fall into it too deeply.

But she was afraid that Lin Miao would lie to her.

"You told me before that you changed your living place," she glanced at Lin Miao, "Are you just moving in with him?"

"Yes," Lin Miao didn't want to deceive Lin Jie.

"After going back, move back to the dormitory," Lin Jie pursed his lips.

"Mom," Lin Miao's hearts and eyes were full of Luo Yan at this moment, and he missed him for a long time after apart.

"Don't listen to me?"

Lin Jie stared at him.

Lin Miao lowered his head and said nothing.

"Okay, you're big and your wings are hard, so I don't have to worry about it, right?"

Lin Jie choked up.

Lin Miao's heart tightened slightly as she took a low breath.

She clenched her fingertips lightly and forced herself not to be soft-hearted.

Lin Jie glanced at the corner of his eyes and stopped opening, "Since you are disobedient, I don't care about you anymore."

"You go, I'm going to close the door."

Lin Miao suddenly raised her head.

Since childhood, no matter how ugly or how she acted, her mother never said such a harsh word.

"Go away quickly," Lin Jie stood up and pushed Lin Miao.

"Mom," the feeling of being abandoned surged into my heart, and Lin Miao's eyes turned red.

Lin Jie felt uncomfortable, but she knew that she had to make up her mind to force Lin Miao to be obedient.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Jie's voice was tough, but his hands were still relaxed.

"I like him, I like him very much," Lin Miao's voice soft.

"I didn't say no," Lin Jie was silent for a moment and spoke.

"But you are still young and have no plans for the future."

"Keep a certain distance and be nice to you and him."

Lin Miao lowered his head and said nothing.

She did not deny that Lin Jie was right, but even if they lived together, they had not crossed the line. There was no need to move or not.

Seeing her like this, Lin Jie thought she had softened, so he hurriedly shot while the iron was hot.

"It's settled, and I'll move back after I go back. I'll give my mother a call."

Lin Miao glanced at her and didn't say anything more.

But I was thinking in my heart that my mother couldn't get through it. Some things can be flexible and flexible, so there is no need to argue with her.

Lin Jie closed the door, pulled up the curtains, and went to lay the bedding.

"Mom, I'll go back tomorrow," Lin Miao said following behind her.

"Let's go back, I'll make dumplings for you tomorrow," Lin Jie was prepared early in the morning. After all, Lin Miao had not had a holiday yet, so class started on Monday.

The lights went out soon.

The next morning, Lin Miao took advantage of Lin Jie's greeting customers and sneaked to the hotel.

Luo Yan was about to come to find her, but he was a little surprised to see her coming.

"It's okay, my mother said to make dumplings for us, and I want to buy some meat and vegetables first."

"I'll go with you," Luo Yan put on his clothes and went to the market with her.

The two bought some vegetables and came to the store.

When Lin Jie saw the two of them coming, his eyes flashed, and he didn't say anything.

There were endless guests, and Lin Miao arranged to cook the noodles and chop the filling.

It was almost noon before the dumplings were put into the pot.

After dinner, Lin Miao looked at the time and told Lin Jie that he was leaving.

Luo Yan and her luggage were still in the hotel, and they wanted to go and pack.

"I'll leave right after the end," Lin Miao didn't like the parting scenes, and said as if nothing had happened when leaving.

Lin Jie looked at her reluctantly, "Give me a call when I get there."

Lin Miao nodded, "I can't make enough money, so I'll take a break when I feel tired."

"I understand," Lin Jie smiled and sent the two out.

When I came back, I met Sun Shuren.

She smiled and greeted her and was about to leave.

"Lin Jie," Qian Shuren stepped forward two steps, "I don't have to ask too much if you are here these two days."

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Lin Jieli smiled and went into the store.

Qian Shuren looked at her back and sighed softly.

The relationship between the two is still alienated.

It is false to say that you don’t regret it.

During the years of divorce, Lin Jie was the first to touch him.

However, at his age, feelings are sometimes not the first choice.

Qian Shuren shook his head and returned to the hotel.

In the hotel, Luo Yan quickly packed up his things.

The two of them sat on their luggage and rushed back.

In the early morning, the two got off the train.

Luo Yan had class in the morning, and the two got into the taxi as fast as possible.

When he got home, put down his bag, Luo Yan picked up the book and left.
To be continued...