Yan came to the living room humming a little tune and sat down between Ah Zhui and little Mo Yi.
Ah Zhui moved to the side in disgust and said something.
"You are really brave."
Yan didn't think so.
"I gave her face just now. Now that I have given her face, I naturally want to be myself."
"So what you said about being yourself is to seduce Ximen Lang?"
Yan glared at Ah Zhui.
"What seduction? Can you talk?! We are in love, why should she stop us!"
Ah Zhui said disdainfully.
"Tch, since you are so smart, why did you come out as soon as Sister Leng went in? Go ahead and have sex with Ximen Lang in front of her."
Yan rolled his eyes at her.
"What do you know, you yellow-haired girl? This matter requires a step-by-step approach. You don't understand anything and I'm too lazy to talk to you."
Ah Zhui was even more disdainful.
"Tch, it's like I want to know."
Little Moi looked at Ah Zhui, then at Yan, and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't.
At this time, Ximen Lang's screams came from the kitchen.
Yan nodded, the time was just right, almost as she expected.
Why did Yan run away so quickly just now? It was because she knew that Leng would find out about this matter soon.
Since it will be discovered, why stay here if you don't run away?
As for Ximen Lang, he is a man! If he doesn’t shoulder this matter, who will?
The screams continued for several minutes. Seeing that Yan was not moved at all, Ah Zhui wondered.
"Aren't you afraid that Sister Leng will beat him to death?"
Yan calmly took a sip of tea and said confidently.
"Ximen Lang is rough-skinned and thick-bodied. He won't die for a while. Besides, I don't believe that Leng will be serious about it."
Ah Zhui joked.
"Tsk, tsk, as expected, the most vicious woman is the human heart."
Yan ignored Ah Zhui and continued to rest with his eyes closed, taking some time off to prepare for a new round of struggle.
Ah Zhui felt bored, shrugged, and continued to eat melon and watch the show.
After a while, Leng packed up and came out in a good mood.
Little Moi looked curiously into the kitchen, but unfortunately was blocked by the cold and couldn't see it.
"Sister Leng, Ximen Lang...is he okay?"
Even though Leng was angry, he still saved some face for Ximen Lang.
"It's okay. He accidentally cut his hand while cutting vegetables. I bandaged it for him."
Little Moi was speechless when he heard this.
Although she is a little younger than Leng Kazuhiko, she is still several thousand years old, okay? She is not stupid, really.
Seeing little Moi's inquiring attitude, he rubbed her little head coldly.
"Children, don't ask so many questions."
Little Moi said dissatisfied.
"Sister Leng, I'm not young anymore."
But after receiving a cold glare, little Moi's slight dissatisfaction dissipated, he shrank his head and stopped talking.
Then Leng stared at Yan, and Yan looked at Leng not to be outdone, refusing to give in.
For a moment, the whole air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and it was about to explode.
Fortunately, Ximen Lang was worried and followed him out in time despite his injuries, so no conflict broke out between the two.
It has to be said that Galaxy Power and Invincible Body are so domineering. After being beaten coldly for so long, nothing happened.
Except for the messy hair and clothes, he is basically the same as a normal person.
Of course, Leng didn't use Ansu silver scissors.
She is not stupid. If Ximen Lang really gets a haircut, wouldn't she be a widow by then?
"Wife, Yan, Ah Zhui, and little Mo Yi, it's time to eat."
After saying this, Ximenlang quickly winked at Ah Zhui and Xiao Moi.
Ah Zhui will naturally not pay attention to him, but fortunately, he still has little Moi.
Little Mo Yi didn't want a conflict to break out between Yan and Leng Zhen, so he had no choice but to comply with Ximen Lang's wishes.
"Sister Leng, I'm hungry."
When Leng heard what little Moi said, he sighed and glared at Yan fiercely.
"You're getting an advantage!"
Yan raised his eyebrows, but didn't care. He got up and went to the restaurant with Moi and the others.
Ah Zhui cried out that it was a pity.
…
Although Ximen Lang and Leng had already eaten, they still sat down.
Three little angels sit on the right side, and Ximen Lang and Leng sit on the left side.
Little Moy took a mouthful of vegetables and put it in his mouth. After a long time, his eyes lit up.
"Oh, it's delicious. It feels similar to what Sister Leng makes."
"real?"
Ah Zhui naturally didn't believe it, but after she took a bite of the food, she was impressed by Ximen Lang's cooking skills.
I have to say that Ximen Lang really has two brushes when it comes to cooking.
When mentioning this, I have to mention an episode, since the last time Ximen Lang was complained about by Morgana while cooking.
Ximen Lang has calmed down and practiced hard. Not to mention, he really has some talent, and his foodie mouth is not in vain.
Coupled with Ximen Lang's super warrior genes and the attentive guidance of chef Leng, it was natural to get started very quickly.
After Yan took a bite, he said quietly.
"You have to practice a lot."
Yan said it a bit sourly, and suddenly felt like he had missed out on 100 million.
"It's okay, it's okay."
When Yan is sour, Leng will naturally feel happy.
"It's okay. If I hadn't been watching from the side and guiding you step by step, would you have been able to get started so quickly?"
Leng emphasized the words "step by step guidance".
Ximenlang quickly flattered him.
"That's right, my wife is mighty!"
Yan became even more sour.
Halfway through the meal, Yan didn't know which rib was wrong, so he held his own bowl and chopsticks and came to Ximenlang's side.
He even took a bite of the dish and brought it to Ximen Lang's mouth.
"Come, try this, it's very delicious."
Leng's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and anger gushed out from his eyes. Under the table, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the soft flesh around Ximen Lang's waist, pinching it hard.
Ximen Lang's whole body froze.
I quickly sent a dark plane message to Yan.
Ximen Lang: "Auntie, please calm down."
Yan: "I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"
Ximen Lang: "Of course you're not afraid anymore. It's not you who's being beaten coldly."
Yan: "Just bear with me for a while if I beat you. You are thick-skinned and can't be beaten badly."
Ximen Lang: "The key is to have a pair of scissors."
Yan: "Scissors?"
Ximen Lang: "Ang, it's still An Suyin!"
Only then did Yan retract his hand in a nonchalant manner, opened his mouth, and put it in his own mouth.
An Su's silver scissors are so powerful that it's really difficult to control them. If she gets anxious due to the cold air, and she really attacks Ximen Lang, the gain will outweigh the losses.
…
After the meal, the three little angels were busy decorating the house, and Ximen Lang and Leng were not idle either, and started busy together.
I was busy until late at night, and then it finally came to an end.
"Oh, I'm finally done, I'm exhausted."
Several other little angels also nodded, feeling the same way.
At this time, little Moi suggested.
"Why don't we go to the hot springs together?"
spa?
Upon hearing these two words, Ximen Lang's eyes lit up.