As soon as Jin Peng turned over, he quickly turned over from the back of the sofa and took his mobile phone back. Chong an Yin said, "I want to eat pig's feet."

"No Anyin doesn't have a good tone. If you play her like that in the morning, you still want to eat pig's feet?

"Chicken feet, chicken wings."

"No

Jin Peng catch up with Qin Jian, "brother, you want to eat chicken wings, right?"

Qin Jian glanced at the two goods behind him and did not participate in the war between him and an Yin.

Jin Peng eats soft shelled turtle. Seeing that an Yin has gone to the door of the room, he asks in a hurry, "is there a snack?"

"Yes." Anyin, still in her school uniform, went back to her room to take a bath and change her clothes.

Jin Peng'an is in a good mood.

An Yin goes back to the room, but he is not sure. Why does the third young master ask Jin Peng to go back to the room with him?

Is it dressing the wound?

Anyin rushes out of the room to Qin Jian's bedroom door and reaches for the door.

But he stopped when his hand touched the doorknob.

Even if the injury was serious, she could not alleviate his injury, but let him worry about her in turn.

An Yin took a deep breath, pressed down her heart, let go of the doorknob, went back to her room, took a bath, and went downstairs for a night snack.

***

Jinpeng helped Qin Jian take apart the gauze.

The wound recovered well, and although it looked frightening, it had begun to grow new flesh.

At this rate of recovery, in another half a month, the wound will be fully healed.

"In fact, I think anyin knows that you are seriously hurt."

"Guess and see, after all, is different."

Qin Jian gently pursed his thin lips.

Anyin thought that the family law was whip tartar, no matter how fierce it was, it was also whipped.

If you see a few holes in him, you will have doubts about their whole family.

It's better for her not to know.

The more you know, the more dangerous you are in.

****

twenty minutes later.

Jin Peng sits by the dining room and looks at the night before him. He is so bitter that he has to wring out juice.

Stir fried pig liver with celery, celery and pig liver porridge

Jin Peng looked at Qin Jian plaintively, "brother, hurry up, OK!"

From yesterday to today, donton is full of pig liver

Originally thought, an Yin class, no time to cook, you can not eat pig liver, but an Yin in school, also called sister Ling to do pig liver.

Qin Jian also ate pig liver for two days, and was a little depressed, but looked at an Yin, did not hum, buried himself in porridge.

An Yin sat down at the table, holding his chin, and chuckled at Jin Peng, "eat quickly. It's cold and fishy."

Jin Peng flattened his mouth and began to regret his intestines. It's better not to let her do the midnight snack.

Seeing an Yin's bad intentions, he can be sure that if he doesn't eat his snack today, he won't want to eat what she has made.

Anyin's cooking is delicious. If you don't eat her cooking, he can't live

When Jin Peng's eyes were closed, the pig's hoof without bone should be eaten into his mouth.

Although Qin Jian and Jin Peng dislike eating pig liver all day, they still eat it obediently.

After supper, Jin Peng washed dishes consciously.

Jin Peng is so careless that he can get water when he washes several bowls.

Anyin didn't want the kitchen destroyed by Jin Peng. When she helped clean up, she said by the way, "I don't come back for dinner on weekends."

"Something?" Qin Jian picked up the evening paper on the table.

"Well, a little bit."

"What's the matter?"

"Go and make a meal for Mr. Rong." Anyin raised Rong Laozi as a shield.

Qin Jian looked at her, no longer asked, bow to read the newspaper.

Anyin finishes the kitchen and goes back to the room.

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