Chapter 93: Gu Jingnian's three hobbies

Because of Lin Qingyan, their family hasn't seen the fishy smell of seafood for a long time.

In order to eat shrimp, you have to hide outside to eat.

Gu Yichen took out a pack of beans from the refrigerator, and his eyes fell on Gu Jingnian's body faintly, "Dispose of the beans." ”

"Come right away" It is not easy for Gu Jingnian to rub his brother for a meal, who let his brother cook deliciously, but he generally never makes a move.

Gu Yichen poured the cut meat into the pot, "Lingxi is still in the stars." ”

"Of course, it's in Xingyao, but because of those remarks on the Internet, I haven't entered the company for a long time," Gu Yichen instantly understood what Gu Yichen meant.

Gu Yichen was afraid that Lin Qingyan would be bullied by Gu Lingxi.

With Xiao Yanyan's ability to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, she can be bullied by Gu Lingxi's girl, and it would be good not to bully that girl.

Ding dong

The doorbell rang, and Gu Jingnian rushed to open the door, "It must be Xiao Yanyan who is back." ”

The moment Gu Jingnian stepped forward and opened the door, he was immediately speechless, "Why are you here." ”

Mo Tingmu squeezed into the room from the side with a bamboo basket, and said in a strange manner, "Why is the little uncle not welcome." ”

"It's a little unwelcome," Gu Jingnian muttered in a low voice, in fact, he didn't take this little uncle younger than himself in his eyes at all.

He was not even more welcome to share his rations with him.

Mo Tingmu rushed into the kitchen without discipline, grabbed a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and stuffed a piece into his mouth, "It's delicious." ”

Gu Jingnian saw that Mo Tingmu had eaten a piece without discipline, and rushed in to protect his most beloved sweet and sour pork ribs with a painful face, "Mo Tingmu, who allowed you to eat, this is mine, mine." ”

"When did you come back" Gu Yichen's slightly cool voice sounded, and the two of them stopped instantly, like a cat that had stolen something and was discovered by its owner.

Mo Tingmu has the appearance of a little uncle, more like a junior" Just came back, Yichen heard that Lin Qingyan came to Xingyao. ”

"Hmm" Gu Yichen's face was a little darker, and the low pressure of the aura around him was a little infiltrating.

"My mother sent some hairy crabs, and I won't eat them, so I brought them to you by the way when I smelled Yichen cooking," said Mo Tingmu, who brought the basket to the kitchen.

Mo Tingmu's villa is also in the Imperial Garden, just behind the No. 7 villa area.

Originally, he didn't want to buy the villa here, and he had to be managed by his eldest nephew every day, but her parents had to buy the villa here.

As soon as he entered the community today, he smelled the tempting fragrance, and Mo Tingmu rushed towards this side without saying a word.

Of course, Mo Tingmu also has his own careful thoughts.

Gu Yichen didn't even look at it, his thin lips slightly opened, "It's lost." ”

"Why did you lose it?" asked Gu Jingnian painfully.

Gu Jingnian's three hobbies in his life, eating, gossiping, and little sister.

"Xiaoyan is allergic," Gu Yichen said.

Gu Yichen didn't say anything, Gu Jingnian forgot about such an important thing, and he still had a reluctant expression, "It's a pity to lose it, why don't you give it to me." ”

Gu Yichen had an expression on his face.

Gu Jingnian, who had something to eat, was instantly satisfied, but instantly remembered the gossip.

That day, he heard with his own ears that his brother asked Qin Hao to investigate Mo Tingmu and Lin Qingyan, and the two must have ulterior secrets.

When Gu Jingnian looked at Mo Tingmu, he smiled with a seductive little expression, "Little uncle, come here, I'll ask you something." ”

"What's the matter" Mo Tingmu sat where he was and didn't move.

"Of course it's a private matter," Gu Jingnian got up and pulled Mo Tingmu to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

Mo Tingmu saw the desire for gossip in his little nephew's eyes and knew that nothing was good.