Li Ting He Bingsen's eyes swept over, and even Lu Guangmiao, who had been in charge of the Lu family for many years, could hardly resist his sharp eyes, as if being shot through.

Lu Guangmiao suddenly felt that he was stared at by the **** of death. If it weren't for his granddaughter's face, he suspected that he would dare to take care of Tinghe's affairs, so he had to go into the coffin.

"Tinghe, Lu Lao is also for the sake of Jing Xuan's body." Tang Jingxian couldn't help but said, "You think about it, you are so strong, Jing Xuan is very weak. After that, it will be bad."

"Are you too idle?" Li Tinghe was unhappy.

Tang Jingxian's neck shrank in fright, and she didn't dare to say any more.

Tinghe's eyes circled on his wife's tired face, distressed.

Blame him, can't stand her temptation, as long as she is in the same bed, it will never be enough.

"You didn't even eat breakfast, come and have lunch." Tang Jingxian took the initiative to take Bai Jingxuan's hand, "Jingxuan, you are tired, you need to eat more to replenish your body." He even provided a dining chair for his daughter-in-law. They are all pulled apart.

"Who made this table of pig food?" Li Tinghe frowned, "Drag it out and chop it!"

He Qiang, the bodyguard, stood by the side and dared not move.

The atmosphere was very peaceful at one time.

"I...I...I did it." Tang Jingxian raised her hand tremblingly, "Isn't the craftsmanship really that bad? You haven't paid it yet."

Burnt omelets, half-rare grilled lamb chops, fried asparagus, bone soup with white flower oil floating...

At first glance, it was a culinary idiot and mentally handicapped.

"Ah? The mother-in-law cooks herself?" Bai Jingxuan said to the bodyguard He Qiang with surprise on her face, "Young Master Li's order is still not executed? Go to the kitchen and chop the white chicken into dozens of pieces. It is not convenient to eat the whole one. "

"Yes." He Qiang took one of the white chickens on the table and left.

Li Tinghe has a headache, his mother's cooking skills...

All of the Li family have learned, but his wife has never eaten. "Jing Xuan, let's go out to eat."

"It's such a big table. It's wasted not to eat." Bai Jingxuan sat at the table and added a bowl of rice. He picked up a little bit of each dish and started to eat. "I'm hungry, let's start."

Her features are beautiful, her expression is quiet, and her movements are as beautiful as a painting when she eats.

Everyone saw her eating so fragrantly, and she also had an appetite.

Li Sichen only paid for a bite of lamb chops. It was fishy and bland. It was super unpalatable. He swallowed it hard and couldn't help but vomited it out, "I'm sorry, auntie, I'm really not used to eating lamb chops. I have always eaten lamb chops in foreign countries. It's a steak."

"Don't think that after drinking foreign ink for a few years, you have forgotten the national origin." Tang Jingxian took the initiative to put a big bowl of dishes for Lu Guangmiao, "Lu Lao, you eat more, it is rare for me to cook, you must not follow me polite."

"Of course not." Lu Guangmiao put a chopstick pancake into his mouth, as if he was eating charcoal...

Will my old man die early?

He cried in his heart.

"Tinghe, why don't you eat it?" Tang Jingxian asked. Li Tinghe picked up the bowl and paid a bite for each dish. His brows became a word of Sichuan. He pressed his wife's wrist and said distressedly, "Don't eat it."

"Why? Didn't Jing Xuan eat deliciously?" Tang Jingxian was suspicious, and took the asparagus into her mouth with chopsticks. The taste was so salty that she vomited out on the spot, "It's so terrible!"

Li Sichen really couldn't shoot her flattery. He has also become accustomed to worrying, and he doesn't eat non-food. This craft pollutes the eyeballs.

"Jing Xuan, don't eat it!" Tang Jingxian stood up and said apologetically, "I didn't expect my cooking skills to be so bad."