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As soon as Jin Peng turned over, he quickly flipped over from the back of the sofa, took back his mobile phone casually, and said to Anyin: "I want to eat pig's trotters." ”

"Nope." An Yin didn't have a good tone, playing with her like that in the morning, and still wanting to eat pig's trotters?

"Chicken feet and chicken wings will do the same."

"Nope."

Jin Peng caught up with Qin Jian, "Brother, you also want to eat chicken wings, right?" ”

Qin Jian glanced at the second goods behind him, not participating in the war between him and An Yin.

Jin Peng ate soft-shelled turtles, and when he saw that An Yin had already walked to the door of the room, he asked anxiously, "Did you eat supper?" ”

"Yes." An Yin was still wearing her school uniform and went back to her room to take a shower and change clothes.

Jin Peng'an was heartbroken.

An Yin returned to the room, but his heart was not steady, why did the third young master let Jin Peng go back to the room with him?

Is it to change the dressing of the wound?

An Yin rushed out of the room, went to the door of Qin Jian's bedroom, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

But when his hand touched the doorknob, it stopped.

Even if he was seriously injured, she couldn't alleviate his injury, but made him worry about her in turn.

An Yin took a deep breath, suppressed the confusion in her heart, let go of the doorknob, returned to her room, took a shower, and went downstairs to make supper.

***

Jin Peng helped Qin Jian unpack the gauze.

The wound is recovering well, and although it still looks scary, it has begun to grow new flesh.

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

"Actually, I think An Yin knows that you are seriously injured."

"Guessing and seeing are different after all."

Qin Jian pursed his thin lips lightly.

An Yin thought that the family law was whipping, no matter how fierce the beating was, it was also a whiplash.

If you see a few holes in his body, you will be suspicious of their entire family.

She's still young, and there are some things that she shouldn't know.

The more you know, the more dangerous you are.

****

Twenty minutes later.

Jin Peng sat on the edge of the restaurant, looking at the supper in front of him, so bitter that his face was about to wring out juice.

Stir-fried pork liver with celery, pork liver porridge with celery......

Jin Peng looked at Qin Jian sadly, "Brother, hurry up!" ”

From yesterday to today, the ton is all pork liver......

I thought that An Yin was in class and had no time to cook, so she didn't need to eat pork liver, but An Yin was at school and called Sister Ling to make pork liver.

Qin Jian also ate pork liver for two days, and was also a little depressed, but he glanced at An Yin, didn't snort, and buried his head in drinking porridge.

An Yin sat down at the table, held her chin, and smiled at Jin Peng, "Eat quickly, it's cold." ”

Jin Peng flattened his mouth and began to regret his bowels, it was better not to let her make supper.

Looking up and seeing An Yin's ill-intentioned face, he was sure that if he didn't eat his supper today, he wouldn't want to eat what she made in the future.

The food cooked by An Yin is good for a first-class chef, and if he doesn't eat the food she cooks, he won't survive......

Jin Peng's eyes closed, and what he had to eat was a boneless pig's trotter in his mouth.

Although Qin Jian and Jin Peng disliked eating pork liver all day long, they still obediently ate nothing left.

After eating supper, Jin Peng consciously washed the dishes.

Jin Peng was hairy, washed a few dishes, and could get water everywhere.

An Yin didn't want the kitchen to be destroyed by Jin Peng, so when she helped clean it up, she mentioned by the way, "I don't come back for dinner on weekend nights." ”

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

"Well, sort of."

"What's the matter?"

"Go and cook a meal for Old Man Rong." An Yin brought out Old Man Rong to serve as a shield.

Qin Jian glanced at her, didn't ask any more, and looked down at the newspaper.

Anyin finished the kitchen and returned to the room.

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