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Just when Tang Jinjin was happily wanting to sit next to Leng Che and have a barbecue while eating.Her eyes accidentally glanced at Leng Yanchi who was on the side.

Think of his warning just now.

She immediately suppressed her smile and sat directly on the chair next to Mrs. Leng.

"Little wax gourd, come and barbecue with me." Leng Che waved to Tang Jinjin naturally.

Tang Jinjin smiled and shook her head, even the way she ate was very gentle and ladylike.

Leng Che cast a disgusted glance at her: "Tsk, Jinjin, you look like a pussy in a small skirt."

"How do you talk?" Mrs. Leng cast a sidelong glance at Leng Che.

Leng Che raised his eyebrows, clicked his tongue twice, and then flipped the bamboo stick in his hand: "When we met, she was a female man, but now she is a lady, she is really a woman."

Tang Jinjin wanted to refute, but when she saw Leng Yanchi standing tall and tall, she swallowed her words.

The quieter she was, the more Leng Che felt something was wrong.

"Little Jinjin, something is wrong with you."

"There's nothing wrong with me."

Leng Che narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked her up and down: "Nothing is right, come here, and barbecue with me. I told mom just now that your barbecue skills are extraordinary, don't let me blow the cowhide."

Tang Jinjin ate in small mouthfuls. She felt physically and mentally weak just now, but now she finally felt better.

"What's the matter, did the elder brother do something to you?" Leng Che was a person who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

After finishing speaking, even Madam Leng and the others looked back and forth between the two of them.

Tang Jinjin only felt the subconscious tension in her heart.

She pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "No, I'm just hungry, hurry up and bake."

Leng Yanchi looked down at her delicate appearance with deep eyes.

His sense of presence is so strong that Tang Jinjin's eyes always look at him unconsciously.

Those black and white black eyes looked at him timidly, suddenly broke into a pair of dark pupils, the apex of his heart jumped suddenly, and in the next second, he immediately twirled the barbecue stick in his hand uneasily.

Leng Yanchi saw her restless little hands, and then looked at her unnatural expression.

The stern face had a deep and unpredictable meaning.

"Let my sister do it, aren't you afraid that Mom will cut you?" Leng Che walked towards the seat beside Leng Che.

After tugging on the suit pants casually, he sat down gracefully.

The word "sister" made Tang Jinjin's face burn like fire.

Just now when he was suppressing himself and mocking himself, he meant his sister.

So much so that she can't look directly at the word "sister" now.

Even if she is just the goddaughter that Leng's mother recognizes.

"Give it to me." Leng Yanchi motioned for Leng Che to bring over the ingredients that needed to be roasted next to him.

Aunt Juan and Mama Zhang wanted to come forward to help.

But it was stopped by Leng Yanchi: "Today, ladies are in charge of eating, we just have to barbecue."

"Brother, will you?"

Leng Che was dubious, brought the prepared fresh ingredients and put them on the grill in front of Leng Yanchi.

Leng Yanchi's calm and deep eyes lowered, and he only pursed the corners of his lips indifferently: "I have hands and brains."

The implication is that there is nothing he cannot learn.

Leng Che let out a meaningful oh.

"That's right, the salt you've eaten is longer than the distance we've traveled..."

Leng Yanchi glanced coldly sideways.

That icy blade-like cold eyes made Leng Che startled suddenly.

"Brother has a super IQ, so he can learn everything, Jinjin, you say no."

"Ah? Oh, yes." Tang Jinjin nodded in agreement.

Leng Yanchi glanced at Tang Jinjin who was helping her.

He didn't speak, and his obscure eyes narrowed slightly.

"What is it, that the salt I ate was longer than the distance you walked?" Leng Yanchi's voice was indifferent and clear.

Tang Jinjin and Leng Che exchanged glances.

Tang Jinjin stared at Leng Che angrily in disgust: "Look at what you found out."

Leng Che is also innocent: I didn't know that my brother was so fussy.

"You're not very good at it, come here." Leng Yanchi looked at the barbecue stick in his hand and said in a deep voice.

Not looking at anyone.

But it made everyone look at Tang Jinjin.

Tang Jinjin was stunned, she didn't speak, but just stared blankly at Leng Yanchi.

Seeing her not moving, Leng Yanchi raised his eyes again: "Come and watch."

Tang Jinjin:? ?
"Brother Yan Chi, isn't he good at everything?" Tang Jinjin didn't want to move.

She was afraid of sitting next to Leng Yanchi.

Even if there are many people, she will be nervous.

Just looking at his cold face, she didn't feel nervous for any reason.

Tang Jinjin had no choice but to get up and sit next to Leng Yanchi.

She wanted to take the stool by herself, but Leng Yanchi stretched out her long arms and placed the small chair beside her.

Tang Jinjin resolutely sat down, obediently sitting within ten centimeters away from him.

She seemed well-behaved and fine on the surface, but the trembling eyelashes and undulating collarbone just revealed the tension in her heart.

Tang Jinjin stared at Leng Yanchi's hand.

The man's arms are strong and powerful, and the lines are very powerful.

A pair of skeletal and elegant hands are flipping bamboo sticks, and the picture is also beautiful and seductive.

"How much is it baked and brushed with sauce?"

"Toast it first, brush it with oil, and then brush it with sauce when it's half-cooked." Tang Jinjin subconsciously replied.

"Jinjin, sit in the middle and be your guide." Leng Che enthusiastically moved his chair to the side.

Tang Jinjin raised her eyes and glanced at Leng Che.

Thinking of Leng Yanchi's words, she had better not go there.

In case he waited and misunderstood whether it was Leng Che's idea or not.

"It's okay, I sit quite well, and I can watch Mommy and the others play mahjong." Tang Jinjin chuckled.

The little old ladies are about to play mahjong again. Upon hearing this, Mrs. Leng turned her head to look at Leng Che.

"I think it's good for Jinjin to sit here." Mrs. Leng gave Leng Che a look that you really don't understand.

Leng Che immediately understood.

Then moved the chair: "Brother, let me go, I have a lot of smoke here."

Like a bull, Leng Che pushed the chair to squeeze Leng Yanchi.

Savage assists.

It was originally on the lawn, the soil was soft, and Leng Yanchi was so scolded.

The chair is off balance.

He immediately let go of the bamboo stick and stabilized his chair.

Seeing this, Tang Jinjin immediately reached out to pull him.

The little hands are soft but not strong.

In addition, she is small, and Leng Yanchi has long arms. When holding his arms, Leng Yanchi clasped his knees that were together.

"Be careful."

The big palm clasped her knees, and the whole tall body leaned slightly against her petite body.

As soon as Tang Jinjin finished speaking, Leng Yanchi immediately found his balance.

"Leng Che, do you still want to burn charcoal? Huh?" Leng Yanchi looked at his younger brother and said coldly.

He glared at Leng Che beside him, but didn't withdraw his hand.

"I didn't do it on purpose, brother, sit down quickly, Jinjin is so small, it will be crushed by you later."

Tang Jinjin's small face wrinkled into a cute little face.

Flattened?