Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

Luo Qingqian's hands paused, and she walked to the door with some doubts, and looked into the cat's eyes. When she saw a familiar person, she opened the door in surprise, and saw Jun Tingmo holding the little bun, Stand at the door.

"Why are you here?" Still at this time.

Luo Qingqian didn't say the next word, and hurriedly let the two of them in, and was relieved after making sure that no one was taking pictures of her outside.

This house has not been discovered by the media, but she has been on the cusp recently, maybe there will be some small companies that cannot survive and follow her for that little traffic.

Luo Qingqian was relieved after glancing at the camera flickering from the flowerpot at the door.

"Qianqian." The little bun walked over with short legs and hugged her thigh. The little bun was not as tall as her waist, and he opened a pair of cute big eyes, very cute.

"Baby, why are you here?" Luo Qingqian hugged this cheap little bun lovingly, and fell in love with the little bun.

Holding him with one hand, I couldn't help pinching his cheek with the other, making his serious little face soft.

"Qianqian, I knew no one was following me, that's why I called Dad." Little Baozi said excitedly.

Luo Qingqian barked at him: "Honey, you're so smart."

"Qianqian, are you feeling better? Does your head hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, I'll be fine after a few days of rest." Luo Qingqian hugged him and walked to the sofa.

He approached his little face and asked, "Want to eat something? I'll make it for you."

"Um……"

Little Baozi tilted his head and thought for a long time before finally asking: "Is there anything Qianqian is going to eat?"

"I'm going to eat hot pot, but you won't be able to eat hot pot when you come." Luo Qingqian said truthfully.

"Why can't you eat hot pot?" The man who hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly opened his mouth.

Luo Qingqian was still not used to it, she glanced at the imposing man beside her, but she said in her heart, can she say that she is worried that their delicate stomachs can't stand the hot pot?
With Jun Tingmo's status, can she eat hot pot? She is afraid that she will be beaten if she eats his stomach.

Jun Tingmo looked down at the emotions that flashed in the girl's eyes, and his black eyes flickered: "Since you are ready, let's eat hot pot."

Ye Mian: "Ah..."

"Okay then." Touching the sweat on his forehead, Luo Qingqian entered the kitchen.

In fact, the ingredients for the hot pot have already been prepared. Tang Xiaoteng (young brother) used to like hot pot the most. Yesterday she bought the vegetables and planned to eat them, but something happened in the afternoon.

When I rushed over today, I found that most of the food in the refrigerator was hot pot, so she wanted to eat hot pot.

I moved the hot pot pot I bought earlier to the table, and there was an induction cooker under it. It didn't take long for the water in the pot to boil.

A piece of red, even just looking at it makes people very appetizing.

Luo Qingqian's appetite was whetted all of a sudden, she put the food down, sniffed, and then closed the lid.

"Qianqian, I don't want it to be too spicy, thank you." It turned out that when Luo Qingqian was making it, Xiao Baozi had already sat on the chair, obediently, and only made a sound when she saw that she was making the seasoning.

"Okay, baby," Luo Qing smiled softly and only mixed a little clear oil and oyster sauce for him, added a little green onion, and drizzled a little soup, it looked very delicious.

Luo Qingqian likes spicy food the most, especially when eating hot pot, there must be a lot of chili, so that eating will be exciting.

It's just that her hand just touched the chili jar, and a big hand reached out and took her chili sauce directly under her nose!