Qingting couldn't wait to pick up one of the wings and gnaw on it. It was delicious, crispy and delicious. It was amazing. "Why?"
It’s just grilled wings, why is he so stingy? It doesn’t fit his style!
The smile in Leng Qirui's eyes became more and more obvious, and he took a roasted wing and put it in mommy's bowl, "My mommy likes it too."
In fact, her stomach is weak, and the doctor said she shouldn't eat too much fried and barbecued food.
Leng's mother was so excited that she had long forgotten the quarrel she had just had. She also forgot about driving Qingting out. She opened her bow left and right, moved both hands to eat, and ate more happily than anyone else. She had no image of a noble lady at all.
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Qingting has a black line on his head. What's going on? "There's no need to give it all to her. She can't eat that much by herself."
What tricks is he playing?
Leng's mother's mouth was full of oil and she said happily, "Who said that? I've taken care of all this. My son is the best to me."
Qingting pouted and turned to another dish. It was slightly spicy and suited her taste. She couldn't help but take a few more bites.
Leng's mother stared at her at some point. No, she was staring at the food she was eating with a salivating expression, "What kind of food is this?"
For some reason, Qingting suddenly wanted to laugh. Such a temperament was quite good, at least he wouldn't get hurt.
"Husband and wife's beef slices, a very spicy Sichuan dish, not suitable for a noble lady like you."
Leng Mu's eyes widened and she became more and more enthusiastic, "You want to eat it all by yourself? Dream, son, bring it to me."
No one has ever dared to compete with her for anything, and no one has dared to choke with her. It's really disgusting.
Leng Qirui resisted the urge to laugh and took a few chopsticks of husband and wife lung slices to mommy. It was the most correct decision to let them interact with her. The girl he liked was smart.
Leng Mu stuck out her tongue while eating. She ate with gusto and wanted more after she finished eating.
She ate whatever Qingting ate, fighting and snatching over it, enjoying the meal, not to mention how lively it was.
There was a smile in Qingting's eyes, and he pretended to grab the food, "Why do you always want to grab the food from me?"
A person who has lost his mind is not so thoughtful and is easier to get along with. At least you don't have to worry about her shooting someone in the back.
Leng's mother guarded the various dishes in front of her and widened her eyes confidently, "This is our Leng family's dish. I can eat it if I want. If you don't want to leave right away."
Qingting rolled his eyes, feeling like he was quarreling with a child?
A bowl of steaming beef soup was placed in front of her. She looked up and saw Leng Qirui's extremely bright smile, dazzling like the scorching sun.
"Come, drink some soup, drink more."
He was very happy tonight, with his beloved woman and his favorite mommy by his side.
Leng Mu suddenly became jealous, "I want to drink it too."
"Okay." Leng Qirui quickly filled a bowl of soup with his own hands and placed it in front of her.
The meal was lively and enjoyable, and Qingting accidentally overeaten and walked around the room with his belly in his arms, mumbling that he would become a fat man if he continued like this.
A light laughter sounded in her ears, and she rolled her eyes angrily, "Why are you laughing? What's so funny?"
Leng Qirui couldn't help pinching her little face, "You are like a child, very cute."
Qingting was a little embarrassed and slapped him, "Leng Qirui."
Leng Qirui smoothly pulled her into his arms and gently pecked her snow-white jade hand, "I'm very happy tonight. It's been a long time since the whole family sat together to eat. Mommy actually ate a big bowl of rice.
You know? She doesn’t eat very well at ordinary times, and only takes two bites occasionally.”