"Okay, Alang, go and cook."

He tapped Ah Chai's forehead again.

"You should also calm down."

After each playing fifty boards, Leng took Ah Zhui with one hand and little Mo Yi with the other, and came to the living room.

As soon as she sat down to talk, she felt something was wrong.

Why do you feel like someone is missing?

Looking left and right, sure enough, there is really one person missing!

Who else could be missing? Of course it’s Yan.

Ah Zhui blinked at Leng and pointed in the direction of the kitchen as a reminder.

"Yan, kitchen."

In the kitchen, Ximen Lang was busy preparing ingredients, and then he felt a hug.

He thought it was Leng who came to help.

"Honey, it's coming soon, don't do it, I'll do it."

Not letting go when he saw the person coming, Ximen Lang replied again.

"Don't make trouble."

Then the hug from behind became even tighter.

This tight hug was extremely tight. Ximen Lang naturally knew Leng's size very well.

But it was because he knew everything that he knew that this was not cold at all.

Looking back...
Chapter completed!