Jing Yue and Jing Lang came back with injuries. The people in Jing's house were shocked. Jing Zhan almost fell off his wheelchair. However, this kind of thing happened near the end of the new year. It really made Jing Zhan furious and ordered him to investigate.

Jing Yue and Jing Lang bandaged the wounds and needed to be well-educated. Fortunately, these wounds had never hurt the vital points. They were all skin injuries. Another ten days would be new year's day. It should be no big deal.

Jing Lang's injury is a little serious, and his right hand can't move violently in a short time. Jing Zhan is very happy about this, which means that in this fight, Jing Lang has been trying his best to protect Jing Yue, and the fact is obviously the same, although Jing Yue doesn't need to be protected at all.

After Xiao Chen came back from outside the city, he heard the news and almost rushed to the prime minister's house as soon as he could. When he saw that Jing Yue was safe, his heart relaxed slowly. When he learned that he was attacked by a group of people in black, Xiao Chen angrily ordered a strict investigation!

"Brother, this is my porridge. I'll feed you." In order to express her gratitude, Jing Yue volunteered to take care of Jing lang. Jing Lang was happy for a long time. However, after the first day's care, Jing Lang almost walked away when he saw Jing Yue.

At this moment, Jingyue comes to jinglang with a bowl of black things. When jinglang hears that it was cooked by Jingyue himself, his face turns pale and his buttocks can't sit down. When JingZhan listens to it, he smiles and bends his eyes and says, "Yueer is really sensible."

Jing Lang almost vomited three liters of blood on one side.

"That I I'm in a hurry... " Jing Lang said, quickly stood up to lift his feet to go.

"Stop!" Jing Zhan frowned and glared at Jing Lang and said, "you just went there a while ago. What's your worry? Sit down

"Dad..." Jing Lang looks like crying.

"The congee that yue'er cooked for you by hand is almost ready to drink." Jing Zhan stares at Jing Lang and mumbles: "I'm really blessed. I don't know how to enjoy it..."

Jing Lang wants to cry without tears. If he enjoys this blessing more than once, he will have a short life

"That's right. Brother, try it on." Jing Yue smiles and puts the porridge in her hand in front of Jing Lang, blinking a pair of watery eyes full of expectation, looking at Jing Lang, who looks at the black porridge, and gets goose bumps all over her body.

"This is..." Jing Lang swallowed silently and said, "I I'm not hungry yet

"You can eat without hunger! It's a tonic. " Jing Yue said with a smile.

"Cough..." Jing Lang coughed for a while. Under the double pressure of Jing Yue and Jing Zhan, he shivered and scooped up a spoonful of porridge. He looked at the porridge for countless times and wanted to put it down. But when he saw Jing Yue and Jing Zhan's eyes, he had to continue to pass it to his mouth.

Finally, Jing Lang put the porridge into his mouth with a dead face. In a flash, the feeling of bitterness and bitterness almost made him cry. Is it really porridge?

Can boil porridge to this extent, Jing Yue is the first person in the world!

"Is it delicious?" Jing Yue looks at Jing Lang with interest and asks.

“…… Well Well... " Jing Lang can't speak any more. He can only hold his head and nod his head.

"Ha ha Yueer's craftsmanship is so good? " Jing Zhan said with a smile: "this boy has his mouth in his mouth. I didn't expect that he would say that Yueer is delicious."

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