"Cheng Jin, it's time for lunch!"

Murong Le walked out with the tray in his hand, shouting.

As soon as he arrived at the door, a cold gaze suddenly fell on his body, and Murong Le inexplicably felt a chill to his bones......

Who?

Raising her eyes, her footsteps paused, and she saw that the uncle was staring at her gloomily, his eyes were gloomy, and his face was dark and penetrating.

When did he come over?

"Uncle."

"Hmm."

Murong Bojing glanced at her coldly, and replied lightly, no wonder he didn't see her, it turned out that he went to the kitchen to help.

Murong Le came to the table with a tray and put the dishes on the table, Cheng Jin immediately got up and came over to help.

Only Murong Bojing sat motionless on the sofa like an old man, and Cheng Jin and Murong Le stood together, responsible for the placement of the dishes.

"Xiaole, did you do it?"

Cheng Jin was looking forward to it, her eyes lit up, and there were all kinds of dishes, including vegetables and meat, as well as fried dumplings.

Because Xiaole said that he wanted to learn how to cook from Aunt Yue, Cheng Jin felt that there should be Murong Le's handwriting here, and he was looking forward to it!

Murong Le let out an "ah", looking at the fragrant dishes wafting out of the table, can she say that she has not yet reached this level?

"No, it's all done by Aunt Yue, I'm just doing it haha...... I'll make it for you after I've practiced my cooking skills! ”

Catching a glimpse of Cheng Jin's momentary loss, Murong Le hurriedly spoke up and made up a little.

"Okay, I'll wait for you!"

Cheng Jin turned from loss to happiness, her face was full of joy, she said that she would make it for him to eat in the future, was she ready to promise his confession?

Then he can eat what she cooks for the rest of his life......

Cheng Jin raised her eyes to look at the girl beside her, her eyes seemed to bloom with light, full of stars, and time seemed to stop at that moment.

"That's what you did, right?"

Just as Cheng Jin was thinking about it, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, but it was cold to the bottom of his heart.

I saw Murong Bojing pick up chopsticks and pick up a fried dumpling, ugly, white and fat, like a crooked fat boy, honest and cute.

Murong Le's fingers paused slightly, his facial expression was ever-changing, green and white, this fried dumpling was indeed made by her, and there were three other ones on the plate, the ugly one!

"How do you know?"

Murong Le stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, she had never made dumplings with her hands, how could the uncle recognize it?

Murong Bojing's thin lips were slightly hooked, he looked at the fried dumplings held by the chopsticks, and said slowly:

"Fat and ugly, just like you."

What the?!

She's fat and ugly?!

Murong Le's face turned pale in an instant, and he glanced at his uncle with shame and indignation, hehe...... It turned out that in his heart, she was a fat and ugly woman.

"Hehe--"

Murong Le chuckled coldly, her gaze was distant, it was obvious that she was already angry, and she was not angry.

"Xiaole, you are beautiful, not ugly!"

Cheng Jin noticed Murong Le's low mood, and he vaguely felt angry, so he hurriedly coaxed her.

Murong Le bit his lower lip and glanced at Cheng Jin gratefully, concerned about her emotions......

Murong Bojing swept the two of them expressionlessly, ate the fried dumplings in his mouth, and chewed them elegantly, the taste was okay.

Aunt Yue had already brought up all the food, and when she saw Murong Bojing, she was also surprised, and hurriedly shouted respectfully:

"Hello Jing Ye! It's time to eat. ”

After placing all the dishes and chopsticks, Murong Bojing took the lead in sitting down, Murong Le deliberately chose a position far away from him, and Cheng Jin could only sit in the place where the two of them were sandwiched.