With some anger in her voice, an Xiaojing doesn't have to guess who it is. She's cold. Otherwise, who dares to shout in this house.

"Don't you see me cooking?"

An Xiaojing bent over to pick up the knife on the ground, but Leng Yichen took a step ahead of her, picked up the knife from the ground and threw it further away.

Originally some deformed knives have been twisted even more this time.

"What do you want?" An Xiaojing's anger soon came up. This man was sincere and did not allow herself to cook.

"Get out of here!" Leng Yichen's command voice roared.

After that, she dropped everything she had and came out of the kitchen.

It was only in the dim light that she found a little cut on her toe.

An Xiaojing looked at it carefully. Suddenly, she felt her body lightened. A strong force came from behind her. She picked up an Xiaojing and walked to the sofa.

"What are you doing?"

An Xiaojing twisted her body until Leng Yichen put her completely on the sofa.

"Don't move. Isn't it cooking? Why are you so dirty? " He looked at the wound on an Xiaojing's foot and took out a row of band aids from the medicine box.

His movements are very slight.

"Next time, don't cook."

Leng Yichen's tone is very commanding. Can an Xiaojing say no?

"I just want to repay uncle Lin, he has worked hard enough to take care of me these days." An Xiaojing's voice is getting smaller and smaller.

"He has lost so much weight that it's not easy for him to cook my favorite food every day."

"Uncle Lin is not easy?"

Leng Yichen's tone is not good. Has he lost so much weight that he can't see?

Didn't he cook porridge for her before?

At that moment, how did he feel that this woman never saw himself.

"It's not easy for you either!"

An Xiaojing learned to be good and smart, and quickly added.

Leng Yichen was also satisfied with the answer, and snorted coldly from his nose.

After treating an Xiaojing's wound with alcohol, she began to disinfect her wound with a cotton swab, and then the band aid was applied to an Xiaojing's injured foot.

"It's not like this. It's just a small wound."

an Xiao Jing has some weak Tucao, she is also the first time to make complaints about the original.

"Yes."

Leng Yichen's answer is very simple. When he has dealt with the band aid, he has put away the excess.

"When you handle it yourself, do the same."

Come on, he doesn't mind trouble. She doesn't like it.

These words are rotten to an Xiaojing's stomach. She doesn't want to say anything that makes Leng Yichen dissatisfied at this time.

"In fact, you are very careful. If you are with someone you like, there should be more pictures of love."

An Xiaojing is very straightforward to state her thoughts at the moment, very objective.

"Yes?"

Leng Yichen was very surprised. An Xiaojing suddenly said something like this to herself, and he couldn't be happy with the content.

An Xiaojing was speechless, but Leng Yichen patted her forehead with her hand: "don't talk nonsense!"

He looks like a slap, but when he gets to an Xiaojing, it becomes very light.

"Since you haven't eaten, don't move around with your weak body."

Leng Yichen raised his voice, then stood up and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

An Xiaojing did not care, simply turned on the TV to watch, one station after another, but could not find a program she liked.

After a while, I smelled the smell of sauerkraut fish?

The fish you were about to kill?

An Xiaojing is slightly surprised. Does Leng Yichen go to the kitchen and cook in person? Did you cook that fish?

However, it was soon confirmed that Leng Yichen came out of the kitchen with his own fish in his hand.

"I'll ask Uncle Lin to come and eat together later."

"Leng Yichen, you can make fish!"

An Xiaojing can't believe it. Before Leng Yichen made porridge, she was very surprised. But at that time, she was so depressed that she didn't pay much attention to the details. So now, seeing Leng Yichen make a delicious fish, an Xiaojing is stunned.

"Yes

He answered, but an Xiaojing's question seemed to remind him of some past events.

That year, his mother left early, and he knew that all the food he wanted to eat about his mother would not be available.

Therefore, the first thing I grew up with was to do all the dishes my mother had made for myself.In this way, it seems to be closer to that person.

Uncle Lin came in from the outside and saw the pickled fish on the table. He was slightly shocked.

this taste is as like as two peas made by Mrs. cold.

"Uncle Lin, come and have a taste."

An Xiaojing opened her mouth before Leng Yichen. Uncle Lin laughed and sat close to them.

At last, uncle Lin asked, "young master, did you make it?"

"Yes

Leng Yichen nodded.

Lin Shuzheng's expression was shocked again.

He never thought that Leng Yichen would cook this dish. When he was a child, his wife liked to make him something to eat.

Therefore, the young master has made his favorite food for his grandmother?

Suddenly, tears flashed in Uncle Lin's eyes.

……

Of course, an Xiaojing didn't know the story. She just felt that Leng Yichen could cook enough to shock herself.

"How's Chengfeng?"

Uncle Lin asked, like Chengfeng, they have been working in the cold home for many years. This time Chengfeng had something to do, and he was very worried. He just couldn't get rid of his body and went to the hospital to see him.

"Well, much better. I should be discharged tomorrow. I'll pick him up tomorrow

Leng Yichen thought and calculated the time. Chengfeng could also be discharged from hospital.

"Then I'll go with you." Uncle Lin said.

An Xiaojing suddenly thought of her brother, an Xianyang. When can she be discharged from hospital?

"By the way, let Han Su go to have a look tomorrow. If the doctor says, I still trust Han su. His diagnosis and technique are the best I have ever seen."

Leng Yichen reminds uncle Lin, but an Xiaojing is not happy to hear this.

She couldn't say it. For Han Su, it had already changed in her mind.

And the hallucinogen that the man gave to an Xianyang, she did not understand whether Leng Yichen ordered it.

"Well, I'll let him know!"

Uncle Lin nodded.

After the three men cleaned up, Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing returned to the room.

Day is like this, every day seems to be repeating the same thing, speaking the same language to another person, even making the same action.

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