Leng Mo solved the "urgent need" for her, and after Qin Chenchen saw him in person, there were only two words: embarrassing!

However, seeing that he didn't pay attention to it at all, she could only shrug her shoulders and pretend that nothing had happened.

"Miss, why do you want to cook the bento by yourself?" Chef Uncle Zhang said.

Qin Chenchen's smile was sweet. "Uncle Zhang, don't get me wrong, I don't think the food you cook is not delicious. I just personally like to cook. ”

"It's really amazing that Miss can cook delicious meals by herself at such a young age."

Being praised by Uncle Zhang like this, Qin Chenchen blushed.

A servant came into the kitchen and said, "Miss, the young master of the pudding has come to you." ”

"Brother Pudding?"

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will come.

Cold pudding rushed into the kitchen as he shouted, stunned to see the toppings full of ingredients.

"Wow, Chenchen, you're the most capable girl I've ever seen. Haha, it's worthy of my sister. ”

"Come on, don't boast. No matter how much I boast, my tail is almost in the sky. ”

"Hey, hey, go, go, I don't mind. That one... Chenchen ......" cold pudding rubbed his hands and said with a flattering face: "I also want to eat the bento you made, can you also make me one?" ”

Qin Chenchen curled his lips, "Of course you can, anyway, if you make one, you can do it, and if you make two copies, you can do it." ”

Cold pudding, "Okay, I'll wait for you." ”

Leng Pudding hummed a song and walked out of the kitchen to the dining room, just in time to see Leng Mo coming in for breakfast.

"Brother, let me tell you, the little princess is cooking a bento by herself. Would you like to have one? ”

Leng Mo's face was expressionless, "No." ”

"Tut-tut, no blessing."

At noon, He Yufeng looked at the bento in Leng Pudding's hand with a surprised face, "You bring your own lunch?" ”

Cold Pudding smiled proudly, "Hehe, my cute and pretty, versatile little sister made it." Would you like to try it? It's delicious. ”

He Yufeng smelled the fragrance of the bento, and the whole person floated. "It's so fragrant, give me the spoon, taste it!"

A minute later, Cold Pudding howled angrily: "Brother Yufeng, what are you doing? Shut up, don't eat. My lunch. ”

He Yufeng hugged the bento and slipped away, "Pudding, this meal is very delicious, give my brother a few bites, and tomorrow my brother will invite you to a big meal." ”

"Get out!"

So, in the huge classroom of the sophomore S class, a childish chase scene caused by a bento was staged.

Leng Mopestle was on the side, and looked at them with disdain.

The next morning, He Yuguang Linlengfu.

The servant said, "Young Master He, our young master hasn't gotten up yet. ”

He Yufeng waved his hand. "I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for Chenchen."

Leng Mo went downstairs with the usual lazy atmosphere of the early morning, and before he entered the restaurant, he heard a crisp laughter like a wind chime. Then, it was a familiar teenager's voice.

He twisted his eyebrows, walked in, and when he looked, he saw He Yufeng and Qin Chenchen sitting at the dining table together happily eating breakfast.

Leng Mo walked over, lazily pulled out his chair, and sat down.

"What are you looking for me?" He asked indifferently.

"Who said I came for you?" He Yufeng replied, his eyes looking at Qin Chenchen happily, "I came here to find Chenchen specially. ”

Leng Mo's movement of taking the bread froze slightly, but quickly returned to normal.

Qin Chenchen looked at He Yufeng with a smile in his eyes, and said sweetly, "Brother Yufeng, what do you like to eat?" I'll do it for you. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of duang, and the sound of the cup falling to the ground.

Qin Chenchen and He Yufeng were stunned for a moment, turned their heads to look, and were stunned.

Leng Mo was inexplicably angry.

A good glass of milk was knocked to the ground by him, and he stood up with a gloomy face, glanced coldly at the trembling cook, and said gloomily: "You have been fired!" ”

Qin Chenchen was shocked, stood up, and asked angrily, "What kind of nerves are you committing?" Why do you want to lose your temper with Uncle Zhang? ”

Leng Mo glanced at her coldly, curled his lips and sneered, "Is it your turn to speak here?" ”

"You ......"