Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

"My chili." Luo Qingqian wailed.

Jun Tingmo sighed, "You are not well yet, are you sure you want to eat chili?"

"Eat as much as you want, it doesn't matter, I promise not to eat too much." Luo Qingqian couldn't stand seeing that the pepper couldn't be eaten.

What was sick was completely ignored by her, especially since she was often injured. Once the headache stopped, she completely forgot that she was still injured.

Jun Tingmo looked at her, and a smile flashed in his eyes, but he didn't give her the chili jar in his hand, but directly scooped a few spoonfuls into his bowl.

Luo Qing watched helplessly after Jun Tingmo scooped up a few spoonfuls for himself, and then put away the can of chili peppers.

"I... want to eat!" Luo Qing protested with a slight frown.

Xiao Baozi watched the whole process from the sidelines, and this time he was on the same side as Papa by accident: "Qianqian, I'm sick, I can't eat."

Ye Mian: "..." Why does she feel that she is not as sensible as Xiao Baozi?
This must be an illusion, right?
Luo Qingqian closed her eyes fiercely, and when she opened them again, it was still the same scene, so she grinned a little embarrassedly: "What, hehe, I just want spicy food too much."

"Why don't you just give me a spoonful? Just a spoonful." He made a comparison, looking expectant.

Jun Tingmo shook his head very calmly: "No.

Luo Qingqian's face collapsed in an instant, looking at the white hot pot, does she want to eat clear soup once?
Aww, I can't even imagine it.

"However, you can eat mine." Jun Tingmo said slowly.

The dish that Luo Qingqian bit into her mouth almost fell out, and her chopsticks shook.

This... She doesn't have auditory hallucinations, does she?
Luo Qingqian swallowed hard, then shook her head hard, she was very determined, how could she eat him? No, absolutely not.

A smile flashed across Jun Tingmo's eyes as he watched her mood change.

The little bun next to him looked at the smile on Papa's face, and after thinking about what he said just now, he suddenly understood.

"Papa, I want some chili." Xiao Baozi pushed his small bowl.

Jun Tingmo glanced at the son who planned to steal his wife, and said very calmly: "No, you can't eat spicy food, don't you remember the stomachache last time?"

"I remember, but..." Facing his son trying to find a reason, Jun Tingmo interrupted calmly: "Needless to say, don't you want to
Let Qianqian worry?"

Little Treasure: "..."

Unhappy face.

But still obediently buried in eating.

Luo Qingqian ate on the sidelines, not knowing what to taste, and sure enough, hot pot without chili was simply inedible.

Tears streamed down her face, but she still maintained a calm look on her face.

"Well, it's delicious." Jun Tingmo's very flat voice came from beside him.

Luo Qing's eyes lit up when he saw the bowl of hot seasoning from the corner of his eye.

Well, I really want to eat.

"Want to eat?" Suddenly a piece of ham sausage dipped in chili appeared near her mouth, Ye Mian's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth to bite into the ham sausage that looked delicious.

After eating it, she felt that her entire mouth was satisfied, and Luo Qingqian couldn't help but sigh.

His eyes were smiling, full of satisfaction.

"Is it delicious?" Jun Tingmo looked at the girl's shy look, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Delicious." Luo Qingqian replied subconsciously without even thinking about it, and couldn't help but take a bite, but the next second, her expression froze suddenly, and she turned her head to look at him suddenly: "I just Is it what you feed?"