"Ahem, what about me then?"
Zhang Meihua, with her head wrapped like a rice dumpling, coughed and said in a sarcastic tone.
Long Yue rarely showed a smile, "As long as second sister-in-law behaves herself, you won't be left out."
Zhang Meihua really disliked Long Yue's pretentious pose, but the thought of getting a new set of clothes for free made her quickly say, "Of course, who likes having constant arguments?
Ha, she really knows how to talk to people in different ways.
Long Yue pursed her lips; when people are shameless, they are truly invincible!
At night, Long Yue was embroidering by the oil lamp when Li Qingmu came in and wanted to extinguish the light.
"What are you doing?"
"My dear, it's late, you should rest; the dim light can harm your eyes."
He said gently, and Long Yue found reason in his words. Besides, she was indeed tired after a day of embroidery, so she put down her needlework to rest.
