Chen Baojie walked into the small courtyard, only to find Jiang Zebei standing in front of the main house, at the door of the living room.

"Zebei is also there."

The latter nodded at him with a blank expression.

Chen Baojie found out that he didn't come right today.

None of these are quite right.

Look at the young man staring at him not far away, and there is defensiveness in his eyes.

Even in this dark night, he could still see clearly that the young man's eyes were indeed defensive.

and the girls around me are also absent-minded.

"That, Sister Tian, give me the soup, I'm not at ease when my father is home alone."

Chen Baojie's excuse is also invincible.

His father is not a big girl or a little daughter-in-law, so what can he worry about.

In the past, he worked in the town, and he didn't come back for a few days, and there was nothing to do.

Unless his father is sick.

Now, his father has drunk Chen Mengtian's soup, and his health has improved, almost no different from ordinary people.

What could he not worry about?

It can be said that his excuse is really unconvincing.

But this Chen Mengtian was absent-minded, didn't think much about it, and went straight to the kitchen to get soup.

As for Jiang Zebei, since Chen Baojie appeared, and listening to his sister Tian, I can't wait for him to leave quickly at this time.

This Tianmei, listening to his ears, nothing is right.

Although cousins and sisters can't get married, Jiang Zebei just doesn't like Chen Baojie today.

Chen Mengtian quickly took out the soup for Chen Ping from the kitchen.

Her arrival rescued Chen Baojie.

Under Jiang Zebei's gaze, he felt as if he was being targeted by something.

The gloomy gaze makes people uncomfortable all over.

Actually, it's just that he's thinking too much.

Although Jiang Zebei woke up, he was still a little unresponsive.

He looked at Chen Baojie, wanting to find some advantages from him that he didn't have.

However, in the end, he didn't find a place where the other party was better than him.

Well, he's quite narcissistic, especially after drinking.

Without waiting for him to study thoroughly, Chen Mengtian came out holding the clay pot in his hand.

Chen Baojie quickly took the soup can from her palm, said hello, turned around and rushed out of the gate of Jiang's house.

Looking at his wind-like speed, Chen Mengtian was dumbfounded.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Zebei and asked puzzledly, "What's the matter, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

"Who knows, it could be a tryst with a good friend." Jiang Zebei shrugged.

These words made Chen Mengtian roll his eyes.

It's just that Jiang Zebei is still very useful, and walks slowly towards her.

The footsteps are elegant, just like the day, as noble and elegant as a son of a family.

Every step of the way was out of his demeanor.

Looking at the young man who came over, Chen Mengtian was a little dazed.

It is undeniable that the young man in front of him is really incompatible with the people of Chenjiacun.

He has an aura that others don't have, something innate with him.

Jiang Zebei walked up to Chen Mengtian and looked at her with lowered eyes, "I'm hungry." ”

The tone was a little aggrieved and complaining.

He saw that just now, she gave Chen Baojie a big pot of soup.

Even with the lid on, he smells a mouth-watering, alluring smell.

Hearing Jiang Zebi's somewhat coquettish voice, Chen Mengtian smiled very much.

She stood on tiptoe, reached out and touched the young man's head, and said, "Eat when you're hungry, go, sister will take you to eat delicious food." ”

After speaking, he greased the soles of his feet and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

It seems that walking, it is already a jog.

I'm afraid that if I take a step slower, I will be caught by the teenager.

This time, she miscalculated.