Leng Shaocheng continued to look at it, and when he saw something that was particularly unexpected and funny, he would share it with everyone......

The four people sitting on the sofa were in a good mood, the only regret was that except for Leng Shaocheng, the other people were not open enough. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What do you mean?" Leng Shaocheng asked Leng Shaofeng, who was standing on the side, with a funny face, who still had a patriarchal demeanor, "Does your conscience find out or do you start to be afraid of guilt as soon as you get the certificate?" ”

"Can't we love each other?" Leng Shaofeng opened his mouth with an arrogant and unreasonable domineering, "You are really idle enough, can we be less nosy and do something serious?" ”

There are words in Leng Shaofeng's words, Leng Shaocheng still understands, but he quietly justifies himself: "Don't you think this will help your unswerving love?" ”

Leng Shaofeng cast his disdainful gaze over, even if he wrote this kind of guarantee, he would not be embarrassed in front of Leng Shaocheng, his eldest brother is the standard fear of guilt!

I don't even dare to recognize my own flesh and blood.

"Ling Wei, who is cooking at home for the two of you?" Leng Shaocheng asked Ji Mingxuan and Ling Wei.

Ji Mingxuan stretched out his hand and said that he was cooking by himself, and at the same time, Ling Wei on the side also leaned on Ji Mingxuan's shoulder like a bird, "I don't know how to cook." Then he happily showed off: "My husband's cooking is very delicious, as soon as he wakes up in the morning, breakfast will be ready for you, such a man is really warm!" ”

Can't cook?

Su Zimo looked at Ling Wei very suspiciously, didn't Leng Shaofeng say that she cooked at home every day and sent it to the hospital when Leng Shaofeng was hospitalized? So what's the point of saying that now?

Leng Shaofeng also despised it, he also praised her for cooking deliciously, and at this time, he hypocritically showed off that the man who could cook came, and said that he couldn't cook, Ji Mingxuan could cook, why didn't he, the boss, know?

The purpose of these people coming here today seems to be impure.

"Mingxuan, who the hell are you?" He saw that he had now completely surrendered to his eldest brother, and dared to come to him, "Ling Wei, how did you make the food you once sent to the hospital?" ”

Ling Wei was asked about that special period, and suddenly realized, and blurted out: "I didn't do it, someone entrusted me to ......"

Ji Mingxuan was able to hold Ling Wei's hand hard, and Ling Wei closed his mouth in hindsight, as if he had said something that should not be said.

Someone commissioned?

The rice was so delicious, at this time, Su Zimo and Leng Shaofeng both guessed that there was no second person except Tang Shengyu.

Su Zimo had mixed feelings in her heart, and suddenly felt that this man, who was always forgotten by herself, seemed to be watching her silently behind her.

And Leng Shaofeng's face suddenly sank with some cold breath.

Leng Shaocheng glanced at a circle of people who had their own thoughts, and then directly opened his mouth and asked Su Zimo and Leng Shaofeng, "What's the situation?" Do you still have a support group? It can't be a spare tire or something, right? ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Su Zimo hanging her long eyelashes, covering the complicated feelings that Leng Shaocheng couldn't understand under her eyes, biting her lower lip tightly, and was silent.

And the sentence "spare tire" just poked at the pain point in Leng Shaofeng's heart, he never thought that Tang Shengyu would have much influence in Su Zimo's heart, but judging from the series of things Tang Shengyu did for Su Zimo, this "spare tire" really made Leng Shaofeng feel unhappy.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes swept over Su Zimo's calm face without a trace, and he felt a little ignored by Su Zimo in his heart.