Mistakenly pet billions of cute little wives

Hearing Leng Yanchi's voice, Tang Jinjin's bright eyes lit up slightly, and a look of joy and sweetness appeared on his face.

He is back?

And Zhao Meiyan was terrified.

Leng Yanchi is back!

She came here by herself to avoid Leng Yanchi.

"Yanchi, are you back? Why so early?"

Tang Jinjin got up and trotted to Leng Yanchi.

The sweetness of the young couple seems to be the kind that can't wait for a moment, and wants to stick together all the time.

Everyone present expressed that they were used to the greasy and crooked appearance of the two of them.

Even the nurse looked at her with a smile on her face.

Leng Yanchi stood there, waiting for Tang Jinjin to throw herself into her arms.

Perhaps because of Zhao Meiyan's presence, Tang Jinjin didn't plunge into Leng Yanchi's embrace today.

"I forgot to take away the documents and couldn't hold the meeting, so I just came back for lunch."

"It's only past ten o'clock. You just went to work for less than two hours, brother? Are you sure you're not a waste of time?" Leng Che collapsed on the sofa, leaning on Qing Miao's shoulder, with the appearance of a petite woman, and his tone was arrogant. Very delicate.

"What did I say, what's the beauty?"

Leng Che kept babbling there, seeming to be sour and cold to Yan Chi, but he was actually saying it to Zhao Meiyan, telling her to be more sensible and not to be unhappy.

Leng Yanchi raised her eyes, looked over Tang Jinjin's head, and looked directly at Leng Che: "I see you are quite free."

Hearing his elder brother's clear and majestic tone, Leng Che faltered for a moment, then immediately shut up.

"No, I dare not, I'm very busy."

"What are you busy with? Are you looking for a beating?"

"No. Busy with dating." Leng Che smiled shyly after speaking.

Qing Miao moved a seat in disgust, not letting him lean on her shoulder.

"Since you're back, Chenchen, why don't you let your mother stay for lunch? What do you like to eat, let your mother make it for you, and feel your mother's love." Mrs. Leng looked at her grandson.

There is no room for Zhao Meiyan to refuse these words.

If she lived in the countryside a few years ago, Zhao Meiyan would be able to wash and cook, but now Zhao Meiyan is used to being pampered and has no ability to wash her hands and make soup.

"Oh." Chen Chen didn't refuse, and responded directly.

Zhao Meiyan was both happy and worried.

The joy is that I didn't let myself leave, and gave myself time to accompany Chenchen.

The worry is that I don't even know what Chen Chen likes to eat.

Just now Tang Jinjin said that he seems to like to eat seafood, and he will check the tutorial on the Internet later to see how to do it.

"Okay, if Chenchen wants to eat anything, tell mom."

About keeping Zhao Meiyan for lunch, Leng Yanchi was also somewhat puzzled.

But he didn't question his mother's decision.

"When did she come?" Leng Yanchi took Tang Jinjin's hand to the kitchen, and poured himself a glass of warm water.

"Come and see Chenchen in the morning." Tang Jinjin replied truthfully.

Leng Yanchi picked up the water glass and took a sip of water with a thoughtful expression.

"What's wrong?" Tang Jinjin saw that his brows were furrowed.

Generally, if this is the case, they are thinking about some problem, and it is only a relatively serious problem.

"It's nothing."

"Then why are you frowning so deeply?
"Jinjin knows me so well now? Huh?" Leng Yanchi lowered his head and leaned in front of Tang Jinjin, and said softly.

His voice was deep and deep, and when he approached him, he had a clear and clear breath, which was very fond of him.

It's completely different from the frowning look just now.

"That's not right, when you frown and don't speak, you feel that something big has happened, and you look quite fierce."

"Ok?"

"Don't you think? Second ancestors like Leng Che are afraid of you. You say you are so scary."

Tang Jinjin moved closer to the water glass in his hand and took a sip of water.

Leng Yanchi fed her naturally.

"Well, fortunately, I still have enough time to marry a wife, otherwise no one would dare to marry me if it is so scary."

"Hmm~" Tang Jinjin nodded obediently, agreeing with the words.

Leng Yanchi smiled fondly.

The sweet interaction between the two looks particularly enviable.

Except for Zhao Miyan, of course.

Zhao Meiyan looked at the two standing there from the sidelines, staggered together all the time, a few nails would appear in her eyes.

"Auntie, why do you keep staring at my mommy and cheap daddy?"

Gong Shengxi came over with a cute little face and stood in front of Zhao Meiyan.

That sentence made Zhao Meiyan a little embarrassed.

"What cheap daddy?"

"That's daddy's, I found cheap daddy's by myself." The little guy pointed at Leng Yanchi cutely.

The man who had a gentle smile at first changed his face when he heard the four words of cheap father.

"What is cheap daddy?"

"Didn't my little brother say yesterday that you like to be a cheap father to others, and my family has a heartless father, and then I found a cheap father I like."

Leng Yanchi: "..."

How does Gong Qiyun teach children!

Sure enough, what kind of weirdness will be taught.

He is really convinced!

"Kids who can't talk, don't talk nonsense. I'm not your daddy, and she's not your mommy." Leng Yanchi walked into the living room with a sullen face.

Mrs. Leng and Leng Che collapsed on the sofa from laughing.

Everyone just laughed, but did not come forward to stop it.

Especially Leng Che, who laughed even more presumptuously.

Leng Yan Chi glanced at him with condescending eyes, Leng Che immediately covered his mouth, and then changed into a smirk.

"Brother, I didn't say that, it was Chen Chen."

"I just said it casually. If he wants to yell like that, there's nothing I can do about it." Chen Chen didn't take the pot, and threw the pot back to Gong Shengxi in time.

The little milk bag also looked innocent.

He has a baby face, but he is cute and has a bit of natural cuteness.

She looks very much like Tang Jinjin.

If someone else's child liked Tang Jinjin called Mummy, he wouldn't be so annoyed.

This is Gong Qiyun's child.

How could that evildoer give birth to such a pure child, Leng Yanchi began to wonder if this child was Gong Qiyun's seed.

After all, Chen Chen resembled him, but it was carved out of the same mold.

This little guy doesn't seem to have anything to do with his own father.

One is a scourge, and the other is a small milk bag that is sold and returned to others.

What a world of difference.

Leng Yanchi looked at Gong Shengxi with a cold expression, and the little guy crawled behind Tang Jinjin in time, looking timid.

"Okay, don't frown at the child anymore, he's terrified when you see it."

Tang Jinjin couldn't bear the little guy being bullied, so she hurriedly protected him behind her.

"Daddy, I actually think my little brother is pretty good, very cute."

"Well, it's cute if it sounds good, but it's stupid if it doesn't sound good." Chen Chen inherited his father's poisonous tongue.

To Gong Shengxi, it was a slap in the face.

But the little guy didn't care.

"Little brother, do you like me who is like a fool like this?" The little guy hugged Tang Jinjin's leg, and then kept winking at Chen Chen with cute eyes.

Chen Chen: "..."

Forget it, he and this little fool have no common language.

"When I didn't say it, you're happy."

"Okay~" The little guy was not angry, but nodded obediently.

With a good temper, he can really tolerate everything.

The interaction between the little guys directly skipped Zhao Meiyan's question.

Zhao Meiyan sat quietly in the corner, and then thought about how to express herself, cook Chen Chen a good lunch, and let him change his view of herself.

"Chenchen, mom is going to cook you lunch. Do you like seafood? How about mom cooking you a delicious seafood meal today?"

"As long as you like it." Chen Chen's expression was cold, and he didn't care about other people's feelings at all.

Zhao Meiyan was moved by herself: "Mom will definitely make Chen Chen like it."

Speaking of which, Zhao Meiyan stood up, instead of watching their family enjoy themselves like an outsider here, she might as well find something to do by herself and focus on her own plan.

"Mrs. Leng, Young Master Leng, I'm going to prepare lunch for Chen Chen."

"En." Mrs. Leng replied lightly.

The rest didn't take it to heart.

Zhao Meiyan didn't say anything, just walked past Tang Jinjin with her head down.

Tang Jinjin looked at Zhao Meiyan, who had a low brow and a pleasing eye, and watched her walk into the kitchen, and she always had a strange feeling in her heart that she couldn't explain.

Her sixth sense has always been very effective.

I always feel that Zhao Meiyan is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

She always felt that there would be something hidden in the darkness that she could not see or touch.

Maybe she really was thinking too much?

After all, with so many people around, how dare Zhao Meiyan make a move?
"What's wrong?" Leng Yanchi saw that Tang Jinjin was looking down at a place beside her feet, her clear and delicate brows were a bit dignified, and she stretched out her hand to support half of her small face, and asked softly.

"It's nothing."

"Don't worry, I'm here, she can't do anything." Leng Yanchi said firmly.

"Ah."

Tang Jinjin knew that Leng Yan was late, so Zhao Meiyan would not and would not dare to make any noise.

It's just that the incident four years ago hurt her too much, so she had to be careful.

As soon as Zhao Meiyan went to the kitchen, Mrs. Leng gave Aunt Juan a look.

Aunt Juan understood and followed Zhao Meiyan into the kitchen.

It looks like he is helping, but he is actually supervising Zhao Miyan.

"Miss Zhao, the storage room has all the ingredients you want." Aunt Juan looked at Zhao Meiyan standing in front of the refrigerator.

The refrigerator outside is stocked with ingredients for making pastries.

Zhao Meiyan just wanted to say that there seemed to be no ingredients, so she had to think about how to make a good meal for Chen Chen as much as possible.

But she forgot that this is Mrs. Leng's convalescent villa.

The outside kitchen is just for cooking, and there is a large room stocked with lots of fresh and imported food.

The variety is like a mini supermarket.

When Zhao Meiyan heard that, she felt a little uneasy.

But before I saw it, I still had some kind of fantasy.

But after following Aunt Juan to the storage room, Zhao Meiyan was stunned.

Many seafood shrimps in the seafood pantry.

They are all expensive types, and some are what she likes to eat in high-end restaurants, but let her do it by herself...

Zhao Miyan really felt a little helpless.