Chapter 25: Slap in the Face (2)
"You······ You, you, you······" Tang Qinghuan of this song finally recovered his voice from the shock, and the hand that had just been freed trembled and pointed at Qin Mo's right eye, and said tremblingly: "Green, green." ”
Wait, what did she see?
Damn, she actually saw the grievances on his face.
"Come in," he sighed, "Huanhuan, your brother doesn't seem to like me, you don't know that you just left for a while, your brother ······"
Bite one's tongue.
It leaves people with unlimited room for imagination.
At this moment, Tang Qinghuan just wants to look up to the sky and wail, wronged a ghost! Please return the original unruly, indifferent and arrogant Uncle Qin!
In order to avoid Qin Mo annoying his brother, Tang Qinghuan gave up his subordinates to coax people.
"I'm sorry, my brother is too worried about me to do it, do your eyes hurt? I'll blow it for you, and it won't hurt if you blow it," he blew a gentle breath decently, and then walked inside, angrily complaining to Tang Qingyan of dissatisfaction: "Brother, how can you do something to Qin Mo?" He's your brother-in-law! And your injuries are not healed, who allowed you to move? You don't want your body anymore, do you? ”
The first two sentences were said very well, Qin Mo nodded again and again when he heard it, listening to Tang Qingyan being reprimanded by his sister, he felt that it was really not too pleasant, and it was not a taste to listen to later.
Why do you still care?
Tang Qing didn't realize that the topic was crooked, and when he saw Tang Qingyan smiling at her bitterly, he instantly left Qin Mo behind.
Hurriedly stepped forward to ask, and the soft-spoken appearance fell in Qin Mo's eyes, and his teeth itched with anger, especially after Tang Qingyan showed him a smug and provocative smile, he directly reported his dissatisfaction with the little woman.
In the first round, Tang Qingyan won.
The meals were placed on the table one by one, looking at the sumptuous meals on the table, Qin Mo's face darkened, and he didn't have to think about it to know who these were prepared for.
corn rib soup for bone healing; Blood-replenishing American ginseng field seven pot chicken soup; Others include stir-fried beef with pears, yam and red date porridge, and various fried animal livers.
Looking at them one by one, there is not a single dish he likes.
Xu is felt the strong resentment coming from behind him, Tang Qinghuan's worried expression froze, and he remembered that he was going to criticize his brother for trusting her husband to seek justice.
Before I knew it, the words were crooked.
He grinned silently at his brother who was trapped in the warmth of care, turned around under his unexplained gaze, and walked to Qin Mo with small steps.
He flattered him attentively: "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just bought some." ”
Qin Mo glanced at her coldly, and said nothing with a cold face, Huanhuan really didn't know his preferences now, so he didn't bother with her for the time being.
Seeing that his face improved, Tang Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Eat this, dry braised shark fin, it tastes pretty good."
"Do you want to drink chicken soup? I'll give you Sheng. ”
"This lion's head is also delicious, especially crispy, fat but not greasy, but delicious."
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The implication of flattery is self-evident.
Qin Mo's voice was low without a trace of ups and downs, and his eyes glanced at her extremely coldly: "I don't like it." ”
Tang Qinghuan, who was accustomed to answering: "Huh? ”
Tang Qingyan, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but snort, the first time he saw Huanhuan slapping the horseskin, he failed.
An indifferent face, a dumb face.
The graphics are quite fun.