Chapter 505

Jing Juntai waved to Tang Huai: "you're busy, don't worry about me."

"There is a sign at the door. It's not the person who works in the kitchen. You can't come in without authorization."

"I'm no one else."

"Even brother Jingxuan can't come in casually."

What if everyone came in casually and poisoned her ingredients?

Tang Huai sipped his mouth. Technology is not developed yet. Otherwise, install electronic eyes in the kitchen.

Whoever comes in and does bad things can be checked later.

"I'll come in and inspect to see if your kitchen is sanitary." Jing Juntai nodded and put the general's airs in place.

"Well, check it slowly, but don't deliberately embarrass me. Eggs pick bones, or you won't want to eat fried thin meat all your life."

Jing Juntai walked slowly behind Tang Huai and snorted coldly, "dead girl, even Jing Xuan dare not threaten me so recklessly."

"Brother Jingxuan respects you as his grandfather, and I don't have to respect you as my grandfather."

"You..." Jing Juntai stares at her and pesters his grandson. He still doesn't admit that he is Grandpa?

"Take your time to check. I want to cook. When cooking, I'd better keep silent. Although I wear a mask, I'm afraid there will be saliva foam flying to the dishes."

Jing Juntai squinted at her, wearing a mask, and saliva foam flying around?

You're just frying a dish, not a machine gun.

Jing Juntai visited the kitchen. The decoration of the kitchen was amazing.

It's so well decorated!

Everything is placed neatly. Everything has its own position and will not be disordered.

Each stove is equipped with a smoke exhaust pipe. When you enter here, you will not feel the heavy smell of oil smoke. The air and environment give people a very clean feeling.

Jing Juntai visited the kitchen of the high-end hotel. The kitchen there is not as well decorated as that here.

Jing Juntai turned around and looked at Tang Huai deeply: "the decoration here is to install your meaning?"

"Yes." Tang Huai nodded. She didn't want to talk much. If she told him that it was designed by Jing Xuan, would he keep asking.

Jing Juntai's deep eyes flashed a touch of surprise.

How old is a girl? How can she know everything?

Foreign language club, reading club and cooking club are also so unique in decoration.

She can shoot!

Jing Juntai stood there, looking at it with his eyes shining like a knife on Tang Huai.

Tang Huai's action of grasping the pot shovel can show a heroic and valiant spirit.

Stir fry, cut the ingredients, start the pot... It's done at one go. It's very skilled.

"Damn it, were you born by the monkey king?"

Tang Huai stopped the action of putting the dishes on the pot, turned his head and looked at Jing Juntai with dark eyes in surprise.

Jing Juntai's face was stern and his eyes were deeper than Jing Xuan's.

It's very high and cold. Did he say that just now?

Damn it, three words come out of his mouth. Why does it have a funny smell?

Tang Huai took a breath, put the dish on the pot and said, "how do I know what I was born."

She's so much because she's reborn.

Her elders have done these things.

Of course, she will have so many thanks to his third grandson, Jing Peng.

If you weren't blinded by lard in your last life and like him, in order to deserve him, live an inspirational life and strive to make progress.

In this life, will there be a Tang Huai who knows everything?

Hearing Tang Huai's answer, Jing Juntai felt that his question was very childish.

He pursed his lips, turned black, and pretended to check whether the kitchen utensils were clean.

After walking around the kitchen, he didn't see anything unsanitary. Everyone was too busy to pay attention to him, so he went out.

Out of the kitchen, Jing Xuan has returned. He sits at the cashier and acts as the boss to collect the money.

Jing Juntai groaned contemptuously, pretending that he was not the boss!

As soon as Jing Xuan sat down at the cashier, the younger sister who came to check out became more active.

Looking at their flower crazy faces, Jing Juntai's face sank, as if those girls were peeping at their own men.

Jing Juntai took a negative hand and walked out of the restaurant.

When passing the cashier, Jing Xuan asked, "Grandpa, are you leaving?"

"Why not walk here?" Jing Juntai retorted.

"Come and have a drink in the evening."

"No! It hurts the liver!"

Jing Xuan smiled: "if you love your liver so much, you will accept us happily. Why are you angry?"

Jing Juntai turned his face sideways and gave Jing Xuan a stern and awe inspiring glance. Didn't he accept it? To make him happy, he can't!

Tang Huai's girl, if you don't accept her happily, she will be dragged to heaven in front of you. If you accept her happily, won't she ride on your head?

Hum!

The younger generation should be like the younger generation. How can they climb up to the head of the elder?

When Jing Juntai came to the door of the restaurant, he suddenly thought of something. He turned around and looked at Jing Xuan anxiously: "the girl is busy all day. Will it affect the fetus?"

"Poof..." Jing Xuan couldn't help laughing in front of a group of young girls.

WOW——

The girls who came to check out saw Jing Xuan who inadvertently laughed, and their expression became more crazy. Startled Hong was stunned by Jing Xuan's smiling face at a glance.

This man is so handsome with a smile!

It was as if all the colors in heaven and earth had faded, but he was shining all over his body with a halo.

With this smile, soon, in a second, Jing Xuan recovered his ascetic and cold appearance.

He looked at Jing Juntai deeply: "Grandpa, my daughter-in-law has discretion. She will never do anything to hurt herself, especially her baby."

When Jing Juntai heard this, his eyes flashed, but he pretended to be cold and hummed. After leaving a word, he left completely: "it's best! She can hurt herself, my great grandson. She's not allowed to hurt!"

The girls who checked out didn't know Jing Xuan. The little sister who paid the bill looked at Jing Xuan in surprise: "do you have a daughter-in-law?"

Jing Xuan said "um" faintly.

The girl asked again, "is your daughter-in-law pregnant?"

Jing Xuan said "um" faintly again, and then looked out.

The figure of Jing Juntai's negative hand is getting farther and farther away, and finally shrinks into a small point.

Suddenly, Jing Xuan felt that Jing Juntai's back was very lonely

If he was next to him, holding a little fart child, he wouldn't have this lonely feeling.

"Do you love your daughter-in-law?" The sister asked gossip.

Take back your eyes.

He looked at Mei paper coldly. Mei paper trembled with his eyes. Did she ask what was wrong?

Then, she heard Jingxuan's low, cold voice ring out: "don't love your daughter-in-law, why marry her?"

My sister choked on the paper. Oh, I don't love my daughter-in-law. Why marry her?

A woman doesn't love a man. Why marry him?