Chen Baojie walked into the courtyard and found Jiang Zebei standing in front of the main room at the entrance of the living room.

"Zebei is here too."

The latter nodded at him expressionlessly.

Chen Baojie discovered that he was wrong when he came today.

All of these are not right.

Look at the boy staring at him not far away, and he still has defense in his eyes.

Even on this dark night, he could see clearly that the boy was indeed prepared for his eyes.

The girls around me are also absent-minded.

"Well, sister Tian, ​​give me the soup. I'm not at ease when my dad is alone at home."

Chen Baojie is invincible when he is looking for this excuse.

His father is not a young daughter and a young wife, so what can he worry about?

In the past, when he worked in the town, he would never come back for a few days, and nothing happened.

Unless his father gets sick.

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

What can he worry about?

It can be said that his excuse is really too unconvincing.

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

As for Jiang Zebei, since Chen Baojie appeared and heard his voice from Tianmei, he wanted him to leave quickly.

This sound of Tianmei was in his ears, and nothing was right.

Although the cousins ​​cannot get married, Jiang Zebei is just a dislike to 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 eyes make people feel uncomfortable.

In fact, this is just because he thought too much.

Although Jiang Zebei sobered up, he was still a little slow to react.

He looked at Chen Baojie and wanted to find some advantages from him that he had no.

However, he did not find any better things than him in the end.

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

Before he could study it thoroughly, Chen Mengtian came out with 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 Jiang family's door.

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

She turned to look at Jiang Zebei and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Why are you so anxious?"

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

This sentence brought Chen Mengtian's eyes to a roll.

But Jiang Zebei was still very helpful and walked slowly towards her.

His steps are elegant, just like during the day, as noble and elegant as a young man from a noble family.

Every step has taken out of his style.

Looking at the boy walking towards him, Chen Mengtian felt a little dazed.

It is undeniable that the boy in front of him is really incompatible with the people in Chenjia Village.

He has an aura that others don’t have, something innate.

Jiang Zebei walked to Chen Mengtian and looked at her with his eyes down, "I'm hungry."

He complained a little aggrievedly.

He saw that she gave Chen Baojie a large jar of soup just now.

Even with the lid, he smelled the tempting smell that was mouth-watering.

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

She stood on tiptoe, reached out to touch the boy's head, and said, "If you are hungry, eat, go, I'll take you to have something delicious."

After talking, he walked towards the kitchen with oil on his feet.

It seems that I have already been jogging.

I was afraid that I would be caught by the boy if I was a step slower.
Chapter completed!