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Chapter 1650 The Days when Ling Boss and Maomao Competed for Favor 3
The love eggs fried by Lingyin are not as good-looking, um, let's make do with it.

After Huahua finished her breakfast, she went to the gym to do some exercise, sweated all over and went to take a shower. At this time, Lingyin woke up in a daze, and found that she went to the kitchen to slowly cook a pot of steaming white rice porridge.

While eating breakfast, Lingyin accidentally got full.

Huahua was almost speechless: "You can't eat that much, what are you doing?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it later."

Huahua was dumb for a while, then suddenly smiled: "That's right, don't think about me cooking for you every day in the future, I just practice cooking occasionally, and you have to cook for me in normal times, otherwise it will be useless."

Lingyin felt more and more that it didn't matter if he was full: "Don't waste it."

"How to waste? I cooked so much, part of it was for Mao Mao to eat. You ate the pot upside down, and Mao Mao has nothing to eat."

Lingyin's expression was calm, and he roared in his heart: How can my daughter-in-law's porridge be eaten by Mao Mao!
Luckily I ate them all.

Mao Mao, who was running around next to him, heard this sentence, his eyes were obviously sad, and he stuck out his tongue to look at Lingyin, don't be too vicious, he didn't leave me at all, Lingyin's father is too much!
Maomao decided to follow Huahua and Lingyin all the time, so that he would not miss any delicious food, but why didn't Mommy and Dad eat any more delicious food all morning?
Lingyin's daddy is sitting in the yard reading a book, while Huahuabi is holding a piece of cloth and scissoring around in the yard, what's so interesting about it?

As a result, Mao Mao quickly discovered that this is definitely a fun thing!

Because Mummy Huahua is making clothes for it.

Huahua scissors, cuts, sews and sews, and a set of clothes is made in an hour.

"Maomao, come here."

Maomao, wagging his tail, was extremely happy, and ran to Huahua, licking the back of his hand non-stop.

Hua Hua put the dog clothes on it.

"Brother Ling, what do you think?"

Lingyin glanced at it for a while, then nodded: "It's not bad, but what does Maomao wear clothes for? I just think it looks good with long snow-white fur."

Huahua thought for a moment, "That's right."

Immediately take off the clothes from Mao Mao.

Maomao stared at Lingyin sadly: Why do I have to run naked, just because I have a lot of hair?
Unfortunately, the enemy is too weak to confront it at all.

Lingyin wore a simple shirt and vest today, and she didn't put on any other clothes. Sitting there, she looked like a bamboo, with an outstanding temperament. She just casually flipped through the pages of the book and fell into people's eyes, which is also a self-proclaimed scenery.

Huahua felt bored when she had nothing to do, so she kept checking Weibo.

Seeing Chen Xing showing affection again, she couldn't help but comment: Show affection, die fast!

Not to be outdone, Chen Xing replied, "That's not good enough, it's an expression of jealousy and hatred."

Cut, I won't have a show?

Where did you get the confidence to think that my Huahua didn't show off?

Huahua stood up resolutely and walked to Lingyin's side.

He squatted down, and his face was really facing Lingyin's mouth, "Quick, give me a kiss."

Lingyin put the book in her hand on her lap, very obedient; then Huahua squatted in front of Maomao, stretched out her hand: "Baby, lick one."

One minute later, the two photos blinded Chen Xing's face, and even more so, all fans' faces.

"Why do you think Samoyed's kiss is more affectionate than Lingzong's? What kind of rhythm is this? Could it be my eyesight?"

"Why do you think Samoyed kisses more affectionately than Lingzong? +1"

"Why do you think Samoyed kisses more affectionately than Lingzong? +2"

Huahua showed Lingyin two comparison pictures.

Seeing the unanimous condemnation on Weibo, Lingyin felt wronged to death. Of course he didn't want to infect Huahua with the virus when he caught a cold.

"Hmph, it really isn't true love." Hua Hua said as she entered the room.

Wife angry?

Lingyin glanced at Maomao lightly, it was all the fault of this little bitch who even competed with her for favor, why did he bring a dog to compete with him at home that day?
Lingyin decisively put down the book in his hand, followed into the room to look for Huahua, and found him sitting there with his legs crossed watching TV, Lingyin didn't go directly over, but went to the refrigerator to take out some fruits and made a fruit tray, Put on an artistic shape and bring it to Huahua's side.

He sat down, held a fork, and handed the yellow peach to Huahua's mouth.

Huahua opened her mouth lazily, while eating the fruit, the conversation changed: "What shall we have for lunch?"

(End of this chapter)