Boom - Qin Chenchen's face was as red as a boiled lobster.

Bumped into Leng Mo's playful and smiling eyes, she was ashamed and annoyed.

"Not really. Don't think about it. ”

Dr. Chan coughed dryly. "Ahem, then I won't bother."

Qin Chenchen immediately stood up in an orderly manner, and nodded to Dr. Chen obediently in thanks, "Thank you, Dr. Chen." Happy New Year to Dr Chan. ”

"Happy New Year. I'll go first, goodbye! ”

After Dr. Chen left, Qin Chenchen glanced at Leng Mo, and then ran upstairs!

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the Leng family was more lively than ever. At the dining table, seven people were seated.

Except for Qin Chenchen, Leng Mo, and his parents. And cold pudding and cold pudding's parents.

Qin Chenchen was a little embarrassed at first, after all, she was an adopted daughter, and her identity was a little embarrassing. So I kept my head down silently, eating meat, eating meat!

A pair of chopsticks suddenly reached into her bowl.

"Chenchen, you can't just eat meat, eat more vegetables, so that the nutrition can be balanced." Cold pudding said.

Qin Chenchen looked at the oily green Shanghai green in his bowl, curled his lips, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Pudding." ”

Pudding smiled handsomely, "You're welcome!" ”

Then, resolutely... Took the chicken leg from her bowl!

The last chicken leg!

Fly!

Qin Chenchen's inner tears were in her heart, and she glared at the cold pudding angrily, "That's my leg." ”

"If you don't have a hand, don't eat it." He replied as a matter of course, and then, rather enjoyably, took a bite of the drumstick.

"I'll go, my hands are inconvenient, what does it have to do with me eating legs?"

"The chicken thighs are too heavy for you to clip!"

Qin Chenchen glanced at his right hand with tears in his eyes.

The index finger is wrapped into a small mummy, and the diaphragm always corresponds to the chopsticks when eating, which is very inconvenient.

"Alas!" She sighed deeply. Then silently eat the greens.

There are crayfish on the table.

But her hands were not easy to peel, so she had to give up while watching others eat.

Leng Mo had already noticed that Leng Pudding had snatched Qin Chenchen's chicken legs, his eyes were deep, and he directly crushed Leng Pudding's feet heavily.

The cold pudding screamed in pain, and then innocently faced the cold ink.

Leng Mo stared at him dangerously: Who told you to snatch her chicken legs?

Cold Pudding Grievance: Brother, I was wrong. I'll pay her back!

Then, the cold pudding stretched the chopsticks into Qin Chenchen's bowl again.

Leng Mo looked at the half-bitten chicken leg and completely blackened.

Do you dare to stuff the chicken thighs back after eating?

duang is a kick!

Cold pudding fell straight out of his chair.

The parents were chatting enthusiastically, and the cold pudding fell, successfully attracting their attention.

Cold Pudding's mother: "What's wrong with you, son?" ”

Cold Pudding stood up with his buttocks and replied without tears: "It's okay, it's okay!" I just didn't sit still. Well, didn't sit still! ”

Qin Chenchen knew that the kick was kicked by cold ink. She looked at Leng Mo in confusion, lowered her voice and asked, "Why are you kicking him?" ”

Leng Mo casually picked up a lobster, peeled the shell carelessly, and replied nonchalantly: "Because he owes a kick!" ”

The action of peeling lobsters in cold ink is extremely elegant.

When the shell was peeled off, the lobster's red, clear body was revealed.

Qin Chenchen looked at it with a blank look and swallowed his saliva... Swallowed again... Eat greens... Eating greens like crazy......

And then... The red, shelled crayfish flew into her bowl.

Qin Chenchen's eyes lit up instantly.

Damn! Do you have wings?

She raised her eyes to meet his nonchalant gaze.

Qin Chenchen's face flushed.

He... How did he know she wanted to eat crayfish?

Leng Pudding saw Leng Mo peeling lobsters for Qin Chenchen, and deeply realized: Oh, it turns out that my brother's responsibility is to peel crayfish for my sister!

So, he put several shrimp in the bowl and peeled them big.

In the end, a stream of brains was put into Qin Chenchen's bowl.

"Hey, Chenchen, eat shrimp. Brother peeled it for you with his own hands. ”

Qin Chenchen was so moved that he almost cried. She nodded, "Thank you, Brother Pudding." ”

Then, bow your head. Chopsticks!

Eyes wide!

What about shrimp?

Click!

The eye knife flew towards the cold ink.

I saw that in Leng Mo's empty bowl, there were a few more shrimp that had been peeled at some point.

And he, casually, as a matter of course, leisurely and leisurely, is enjoying one of the shrimps peeled from the cold pudding!

Qin Chenchen quit.

"That's my shrimp!" With a crying voice. There are accusations, there are grievances, and there are unwillingness!