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Tang Jinjin noticed that Leng Che's foodie seemed to be eating more and more these days.

"Cheche, can I ask, where do you hide the cakes every time you take them? Eating so many sweets will make you fat."

"Isn't it? I've gained a few pounds recently, and I've started to lose weight now."

Leng Che did exercise every day during this time. Before, he always took Tang Jinjin to play games, but pregnant women can't always face electronic products, and then he changed it.

It's changed to exercise.

Either lift a barbell to walk back and forth at home, or do push-ups anytime, anywhere.

Very contrasting.

Tang Jinjin was baking the cake embryos, with one hand supporting her lower back and the other on the dressing table.

The girlish baby face grew cuter and cuter, just looking at Leng Che like that, with a bit of cleverness.

"Besides, how do I see that your face is a little stained?"

Tang Jinjin remembered seeing this guy last night and thought he was beaten by his brother.

I didn't look carefully at that time, and I didn't think about it carefully.

Looking closer now, there are indeed some bruises.

"No, anyone who dares to hit me is looking for death." Leng Che said arrogantly.

In fact, it is also bad luck.

Originally, he wanted to find a female bodyguard, but he didn't like the last time he let the pigeons go, so Leng Che found a time to go back and fight one-on-one.

It also performed abnormally that day.

"Then have you been in love recently? Why do you keep asking me to make such small cakes? Where did the unfinished cakes go?"

Speaking of this, Leng Che obviously lost his face.

"Che Che, have you seen Qing Miao? Didn't you say that she came to the house to keep Jin Jin company during this time?"

Mrs. Leng and Aunt Juan cut some flowers from the garden and came back to arrange the flowers.

As soon as she came in, she heard Tang Jinjin say that, and Mrs. Leng asked casually.

"Mom, who is Qing Miao?"

"A tigress!" Leng Che gritted his teeth.

A tigress that can eat people!

"what?"

"Don't listen to him, Qing Miao is the niece of a friend of mine. Because she is so beautiful, the family has been worried that she will be bullied, so since elementary school, I asked her to be your bodyguard. Find a friend."

"Oh, is it the girl who was going to meet last time?" Tang Jinjin looked at Mrs. Leng and asked.

"Well, you met Leng Tiantian because she released pigeons." Leng Che took turns holding dumbbells with both hands.

As if a fire was simmering in his heart, the evil boy's face was uglier than ever.

A woman's intuition, this guy must have some unknown story with that Qing Miao.

"Jinjin, are you ready? I'm waiting to eat." Seeing that things were getting a little out of control, Leng Che immediately diverted his attention.

"Oh, all right." Tang Jinjin looked at the time and turned on the oven.

Leng Che put down the barbell, and immediately stepped forward to help.

"Jinjin, you and Qingmiao are very complementary, and she has a hobby, she likes to eat delicious pastries. It just so happens that you like to make these, and you will become good friends in the future."

Mrs. Leng started pruning and arranging flowers at the dining table.

Having said that, Tang Jinjin looked at Leng Che's extraordinarily quiet and silent expression after listening.

Smell the meaning is not normal.

Tang Jinjin immediately leaned forward and whispered, "Did you give the extra cake you made to someone else's girl?"

Leng Che's eyes flickered suddenly, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"Just last time he let me go, causing you to be embarrassed by Leng Tiantian, and I was punished by my brother, but I went to her one-on-one fight two days ago, and I haven't fought."

After Leng Che finished speaking, he glanced at the little old lady behind him.

"If my mother finds out that I'm going to trouble that kid, I might have two layers of skin peeled off."

Tang Jinjin immediately became interested, and leaned closer: "What about now?"

"Now she said that I had a bad attitude before, and she only came to work at my house if I made her happy, or she wouldn't come. If she didn't come, my mother would go over and ask, and if she knew that this happened again, then I would have to Cool."

Leng Che was still worried about his little old lady.

"Ah, is it so difficult?" Tang Jinjin felt like laughing when she saw Leng Che's aggrieved look.

It is said that the wicked have their own grind.

This cold and playful second-generation ancestor had his own elder brother before and his own mother later.

Now there is another female bodyguard, Miss Sister, who is still the kind he can't beat.

"Then how do you reconcile? She likes to eat cakes, or if I make her something she likes, maybe I won't bother with you."

"I don't understand her. I met her when I was a child, but I haven't contacted her now."

"Then tell me next time you go, I'll make you my best tiramisu and mousse, it's definitely a killer feature."

Leng Che pursed his lips when he heard this.

"Get her used to it!"

When Leng Yanchi came home from get off work, he just strode into the house through the door, and saw Tang Jinjin and Leng Che chatting together in the kitchen.

Leng Yanchi narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Mom." Leng Yanchi walked to the restaurant and called his mother.

Mrs. Leng looked up at her handsome and aloof son: "Yan Chi, are you back?"

"Well, I'm not busy today." Leng Yanchi walked to the restaurant, and when he was talking to Mrs. Leng, he looked at the backs of the two whispering.