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Beibei and Han Han looked at each other, and asked: Why don't your dad go?

The cold eyes are innocent: I don't know either!

No one moved the mother and son, and looked at Zhan Beihan, but he stretched out the chopsticks calmly, and a thin piece of meat was sandwiched from the rolled soup pot and put it in the cold bowl: "Eat."

Han Han blinked: "Oh"

Zhan Beihan stretched out the chopsticks again, sandwiched a tender bamboo shoots, and put it in the North North Bowl.

Both children have them, and the rain dew is stained.

Beibei stunned, looking down at the bamboo shoots in the bowl.

This is his favorite dish for hot pot. How do this man know?

Xiao Lingyue watched Zhan Beihan's move, picked his eyebrows, and picked up chopsticks again: "Eat first, say what to eat,"

"Okay ~"

"Um."

The two little guys responded positively and restarted.

Xiao Lingyue didn't eat much, mainly to hot dishes for two children, and secretly thought about Zhan Beihan who beat the concubine's maid, knowing that the concubine did not visit, but left it to eat hot pot what it means.

What's more?

I haven't thought about it yet.

"Cough!" A sudden cough sounded.

Xiao Lingyue looked up in surprise, and saw the man opposite deeply frowned. There was a thin red on the handsome and cold face. I don't know if it was stung or spicy.

Xiao Lingyue glanced around the seasoning bowl in front of him, a hot red red.

She was happy: "Don't eat spicy food so much, have you been spicy?"

The "cough" man's handsome face flushed, his forehead was sweaty, and he glared at her while suppressing the cough while covering her mouth.

Ashamed to become angry.

It's just that I can't speak spicy.

Xiao Lingyue laughed at him: "Even the two children are not as good as, and they love to eat."

Zhan Beihan: ""

He covered his mouth low and looked at the two little guys.

A piece of shiitake mushrooms in the north north, rolled in the seasoning bowl, and put it in the mouth with full peppers.

Han Han also dipped the meat slices into the seasoning. The little face was so hot, hissing and breathing, and he also ate very happy.

Only he was so spicy that he couldn't speak.

Zhanbei Han's heart was inexplicably angry.

"Give." Xiao Lingyue returned with a jar of bean juice, poured a bowl and handed it to him, "solve the spicy."

"Mother -in -law, I want it too!" Han Han was sweating.

"Slowly drink." Xiao Lingyue poured a bowl with a smile.

This soy sauce is actually soy milk.

When she prepared hot pot, she was deliberately grinding. After cooking, she was immersed in well water. Naturally, she was cold and not too ice.

Unexpectedly, the North and North and Han Han were very spicy. Instead, His Royal Highness of the cold and majestic King was blushed and cough.

Xiao Lingyue's eyes contained a hint of jokes, watching the man frowning and grouting bean juice in his mouth, and deliberately asked: "His Royal Highness, how about this hot pot?"

Zhanbei Hanlian drank two bowls of bean juice, and finally put down the hot tingling in his mouth. When she heard the sword eyebrows, her sharp eyes stabbed on her face like a sharp knife, which was extremely dangerous.

But hidden anger.

Xiao Lingyue's smile was even more ridiculous: "What's wrong, don't you fit your taste?"
Chapter completed!