Li Tinghe Bingsen's eyes came, and even Lu guangmiao, who had been in power for many years, could hardly resist his sharp eyes, as if he had been shot through.

Lu guangmiao suddenly felt that he was stared at by the God of death. If it weren't for his granddaughter's face, he suspected that he dared to meddle in Tinghe's business and had to go to the coffin.

"Tinghe, Mr. Lu, this is also for the sake of Jing Xuan's health." Tang Jingxian couldn't help saying, "think about it, you are so strong and Jing Xuan is very weak. After a while, it's not good."

"You are too busy?"

Tang Jingxian shrunk his neck and dared not say more.

Tinghe's eyes turned around his wife's tired face and felt distressed.

It's all his fault. He can't resist her temptation. As long as he's in the same bed with her, it's never enough.

"You haven't even had breakfast. Come and have lunch." Tang Jingxian took Bai Jingxuan's hand. "Jingxuan, you're tired. You should eat more to replenish your body." he politely opened the dining chair for his daughter-in-law.

"Who made this table of pig food?" Li Tinghe clenched his eyebrows. "Drag it out and cut it!"

Bodyguard he Qiang stood on the side and dared not move.

The atmosphere was once quiet.

"I... i... I did it." Tang Jingxian raised his hand tremblingly. "Isn't it really that bad? You haven't paid it yet."

Charred omelettes, half cooked roast lamb chops, fried wilted asparagus, bone soup with white flower oil

At first glance, it's just a cooking idiot and a retarded person.

"Ah? Mother-in-law cooks in person?" Bai Jingxuan was surprised and said to bodyguard he Qiang, "haven't you executed Li Shao's order? Go and chop the chicken into dozens of pieces in the kitchen. It's inconvenient to eat a whole one."

"Yes." he Qiang took one of the sliced chickens on the table and left.

Li Tinghe has a headache. His mother's cooking

The Li family have all experienced it. His wife hasn't eaten it. "Jing Xuan, let's go out to eat."

"It's a waste not to eat such a big table." Bai Jingxuan sat at the table, added a bowl of rice, took a little of each dish and began to eat, "I'm hungry. I'll start first."

She has beautiful facial features and a quiet look. She eats and moves like a picture.

Everyone saw that she ate so well and had an appetite.

Li sichen took a bite of lamb chops. They were fishy and light. They were super awful. He swallowed them hard, but he couldn't help vomiting. "I'm sorry, aunt, I'm really not used to lamb chops. In foreign countries, I always eat steak."

"Don't think that after drinking foreign ink for a few years, you'll forget the country's foundation." Tang Jingxian took the initiative to bring Lu guangmiao a big bowl of vegetables. "Old Lu, you eat more. It's hard for me to cook. Don't be polite to me."

"Of course not." Lu guangmiao put pancakes into his mouth with chopsticks, like eating carbon

Will my old man die early?

He wept in his heart.

"Tinghe, why don't you eat?" Tang Jingxian asked. Li Tinghe took up the bowl, took a bite of each dish, and frowned into a Sichuan character. He pressed his wife's wrist and said painfully, "don't eat."

"Why? Jing Xuan didn't eat very well?" Tang Jingxian was suspicious. He took a chopstick of asparagus into his mouth. The taste was so salty that she spit it out on the spot, "it's terrible!"

Li sichen really couldn't flatter her. He is also used to raising respect and worry. He doesn't eat unless he has delicious food. This craft pollutes the eyes.

"Jing Xuan, don't eat!" Tang Jingxian stood up and said apologetically, "I didn't expect that my cooking was so bad."