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Leng Yanchi ignored the confused and angry expressions of the two.

"Is this dog food?"

"To be precise, yes." Tang Jinjin angrily said to that majestic voice.

Isn't it just throwing away the cake he ate, there's no need to mock her craftsmanship!

Since he said it was dog food, anyway, he ate it just now, and it was a disguised admission that he had eaten dog food.

Tang Jinjin never let go of the chance to fight back.

Leng Che is neither eating nor not eating now.

"It's okay, your brother ate first."

After Leng Che listened, he glanced at the trash can.

"My brother lost?"

"I lost it, don't give it to him!" Tang Jinjin yelled angrily.

Leng Che glanced at the cake in the trash can: "But my brother never eats sweets."

"That's because he doesn't even know how to taste desserts."

Giving him food is also a waste.

Leng Che glanced at the angry Tang Jinjin, and then at his elder brother.

Then he looked down at the last cake in his hand, and the clever boy instantly understood the serious and resentful eyes of his elder brother just now.

"Brother, just wait for me." Leng Che saiyazi ran forward, following behind her own Leng Yanchi.

Leng Yanchi in front had no expression on his face, even with a back view, the man's aura and charm remained undiminished.

On the other hand, Leng Che, even though he was about the same size as his brother, looked like a young and energetic boy.

"The charm of a man is really metaphysics." Tang Jinjin hugged the cutie and murmured softly.

If you don't think about Leng Yanchi's unpredictable personality, just look at this man, he is really perfect and impeccable.

But suddenly thinking of Zhao Meiyan, Tang Jinjin really felt that sometimes God is fair.

Leng Che followed Leng Yanchi with a playful smile like a second-generation patriarch: "Brother, I suddenly thought that my phone seemed to have been left on the car. Help me get this cake."

After Leng Che finished speaking, he took his elder brother's hand and directly stuffed the cake into his hand.

At the same time, he looked at his elder brother with a smirk that I understood, and then quickly ran downstairs.

Leng Yanchi glanced at the cake in his hand.

He glanced back at Leng Che who ran away.

The words are not broken, but they understand each other.

Leng Yanchi pursed his lips into a smile, took the bitten cake and went upstairs.

When Leng Che was about to run to the door, he looked at the back of his elder brother going upstairs.

He covered his mouth and smiled like a fool.

"Cheche, are you stupid?"

"It's all right." Leng Che didn't explain to Tang Jinjin.

But the big brother's strange reaction made him want to laugh for a year.

"Jinjin, can you make small cakes every day from now on, just as a test?" Leng Che saw his elder brother go upstairs, and then slowly turned back to Tang Jinjin, asking in a low voice.

"Didn't you run so fast just now to go out?"

"No, I'm afraid my elder brother will catch me. Is what I just said okay?"

"It's ok, it's fine, just use it as a consolidation exercise, just don't hold it against you."

"A nitpicking guy like my brother is not picky. How could someone like me, who is easy to support, be picky."

Leng Che smiled with a dark belly.

He had an idea and suddenly wanted to try it.

"Ah, brother Yan Chi just said that my food is unpalatable, you are right, don't provoke your brother even if you provoke demons."

The old man wiped the arsenic on his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, he killed people invisible.

"No, no, I didn't say that." Leng Che waved his hand, indicating that he didn't say anything about it.

"However, big brother is a little different now."

"What's different?" Tang Jinjin was curious.

After all, the Leng Yanchi I heard from Leng Che before can be called the Great Demon King.

When Leng Che saw Tang Jinjin who was approaching, he smiled like a black belly: "I won't tell you."

Tang Jinjin's appetite was whetted, but Leng Che's tone was tight and he refused to say anything.

This is heart-scratching.

"Little Jinjin, you seem to be a little too concerned about my brother's affairs." Leng Che pretended to be mysterious.

Tang Jinjin gave him a supercilious look.

"Don't talk nonsense, there's nothing wrong with it." After finishing speaking, Tang Jinjin rua caressed the soft fur of the puppy in her arms, and walked quickly to the sofa in the living room.

Ignored Leng Che's sensitive topic.

Leng Yanchi returned to the study room, first put the pastry in his hand on the table, and stared quietly.

He was sitting upright, with a calm expression on his face, but his eyes were fixed on the cake without blinking.

After looking at the cake for a while, Leng Yanchi looked in the direction of the door again.

Close your eyes and wait for the coldness.

Time passed minute by minute, and Leng Che did not appear.

The air is more of the volatilization of cake aroma.

Sweet and dense, as if smelling the smell, the taste buds start to move around.

Leng Yanchi opened her eyes, and looked at the pastry that was missing a small bite quietly again.

In the black eyes, there is a strange light surging.

The memory is the taste just now.

Very different taste.

It was very much like the little girl that night, with a sweet and greasy but extremely addictive taste after one bite.

Leng Yanchi clasped his hands, fingers lightly clasped.

His eyes changed from calm to intense.

Like the fragrance of that cake.

That feeling gradually invaded all his senses.

Finally, the Adam's apple slipped for a while...