656 The best husband's vinegar vat is poured! 2

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But in the blink of an eye, she couldn't stop chilling on her back, how she didn't know what kind of temperament Leng Ye was, the cold handsome face was so tight that it was about to crack hideously, if she didn't bring him food today, he would definitely peel her alive when he turned around!

This man, can't he be jealous, right?

"Wait a minute."

was dizzy by the sweetness of your husband and me, Tong Lu immediately turned around and went to the kitchen to serve him food.

Leng Ye sighed for a long time, his eyes that were as cold as a knife finally softened a little, and he sat there with a big lama, his momentum was monstrous, and his eyes coldly swept at Mu Shang, who had eaten the gall of an ambitious leopard, if it wasn't for the Yin family at this moment, he would definitely be able to kick people away!

Looking at the table full of a few dishes that had been gnawed by pigs, the anger in my heart came up again.

The black line on Mu Shang's face only dissipated after half a sound, this Miss Tong is Leng Yejin's wife? How can it be! How could Leng Yejing's wife stay by Yin Zhan's side all the time these days, and Brother Zhan took the wrong medicine?

Tong Lu brought a big bowl of rice to Leng Yejin, as soon as the chopsticks were served, his arm was buckled, and suddenly, the whole person had fallen to the man's lap and was pressed to sit down, Leng Yejin circled her with one hand and held the chopsticks with the other, and all the movements turned into a sentence: This is my woman!

But as soon as the chopsticks were stretched out, they were caught by another pair of chopsticks, and Mu Shang's suspicious and inquiring eyes fell on the two intimate people, pressing the question marks full of capital letters, and only said one sentence: "Miss Tong, who are you cooking this meal for?" ”

Before Tong Lu could speak, her waist was twisted by a big hand, and she frowned in pain.

Leng Ye bowed his head and glanced at her with a smile, the darkness in the depths of his eyes was particularly terrifying.

"Mr. Mu, I only said that I would invite you to dinner, but I didn't say that only you can eat it, and I don't think you can finish the eight dishes."

"If I can't finish eating, I can feed the dogs! But there is no room for others to move a chopstick! Especially people I don't like! ”

As soon as Mu Shang's words fell, he was holding the chopsticks of Leng Yezhen, and he was broken with a bang.

Leng Ye took a chopstick of braised pork and put it in a bowl, thinking of what Mu Shang said about feeding the dog if he couldn't finish eating, he directly fed the braised pork to Tong Lu's mouth.

It's this unwell-behaved little noble soldier dog, so angry that he has to suppress his temper to restrain himself!

is so decent, what kind of meal did you invite Mu Shang to eat, and cook it herself, the chefs of the Yin family are all dead and need her to cook herself?

Mrs. Yin walked over and pulled out a chair: "No matter how Mu Shang talks, they are all guests, and they can't stop your mouth when they eat, I haven't tasted the food made by Lulu, is there any food?" Lulu, go serve me a bowl too, and let me taste your cooking. ”

If Tong Lu was amnestied, she quickly got up from Leng Yejin's arms, rubbed her pinched waist and went to the kitchen, and served two more bowls, one bowl for herself to eat, and one bowl for Mrs. Yin, and then pulled out a chair and sat next to Leng Yejin.

With Mrs. Yin present, the tense and imminent war turned into a dark tide.

Tong Lu silently picked up the meal, secretly glanced at the table, the two pairs of chopsticks were like a fight, one pair of chopsticks just fell, and the other pair of chopsticks immediately grabbed it, as if it had been discussed, staring at the same dish every time, Tong Lu pressed her brows, under the table, gently kicked Leng Yejin, and pulled his cuffs, don't be so naΓ―ve.

Leng Ye's powerful eyes swept away, but her hand rubbed her head lovingly, and her deep voice was as gentle as a drizzle: "Huh? Do what? Don't flirt when you eat, are you ashamed? ”