Chapter 1192: Don't Spoil My Fish

Leng Tingjun said like this. Books( . V o Dt . c o M)

After that, he made a gesture to put the fish on the bonfire and roast it.

And his movements, his mannerisms......

Tsk, how do you say that?

It was unusually rusty, clumsy, and even faint, making it impossible for anyone present to look at it directly. I even want to cover my face.

[Cover your face]

At least, Su Mohan was amused by Leng Tingjun's appearance.

The probe looked at for a moment, and the petite girl on the side of the 'curtain' couldn't help but pout:

"Tsk, Leng Tingjun——, it's a shame that you still have something to say, brother obeys him. Look at you, you can't work. You haven't done this grilled fish before, have you? Hey, forget it, let me do it. Don't spoil my fish. ”

With that, the petite girl stretched out her hand, wanting to snatch the fish from the branch.

"Uh, silently ——, that...... I really haven't grilled fish. ”

Hearing this, Leng Tingjun's forehead quickly swept over three black lines, and he was a little embarrassed.

The heart twitched from the corner of his mouth, and his heart said:

Silently, this girl, that look is a thief. He just did it, this girl, and immediately saw that he had never done this before. That's a ...... Tsk –

"Hmph-"

Hearing this, the petite girl on the other side of the 'curtain' immediately snorted coldly.

She knows.

As the saying goes, as soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he knows if there is one. In the same way, she, an expert, only needs to take a slight look, and she can also directly get a glimpse of whether Leng Tingjun is the material for this job.

Look at his clumsy look just now. Doesn't it look like you've never done it before, and you can't do it?!

Also. He, the eldest young master who has been pampered since childhood, can do this job, so it's really weird, isn't it?

The petite girl pursed her lips and thought so. At the same time, a tender white hand had already touched the branch that supported the fish.

Anyway, she can do it herself.

However, when Su Mohan's hand was about to grasp the branch that was supporting the fish, Leng Tingjun made another move. I saw that his hand holding the branch that was holding the fish suddenly moved to the side, and in the next second, Su Mohan's hand, which was originally able to touch the branch and wanted to grab it and grasp it firmly, was like this, and he pounced on it alive.

"Leng Tingjun, you-"

As soon as he was thrown into the air, through the 'curtain', Su Mohan glared at his stupid brother opposite very angrily, and it was clear that he was looking like a teacher asking for guilt.

"Silently——, let me do it. This kind of heavy work, where can you do it silently. ”

Leng Tingjun insisted on himself.

Although he didn't see the face of his baby sister who was on the other side of the 'curtain' at this time, Leng Tingjun knew that she was afraid that she would be angry.

What, you ask, why would he know?

Please, we've been with each other for so long. What kind of temperament is Momo, can he still not know?

However, even if he was silently angry, he was very insistent and insistent on grilling the fish by himself.

How can such a heavy job be done by such a delicate and weak little girl?

And he is a big man, but he wants to sit and enjoy his success here. What has he become?!

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