"This … is not good?"
Qiwang w w w q i s u w a n g
You have to argue with him for just a piece of dry bread?
Ye Changqing looked serious and determined, "Give it to me!"
Xiao Jingnai put the leftover dry bread in his hand and shrugged his shoulders.
People have to bow their heads in the eaves.
He endured life!
Ye Changqing casually threw the dry bread into the trash can and took his soft little hand and walked out as he accused him.
Xiao Jing leng leng um … What is this?
When Xiao Jing was pressed by him to sit on the stool, it was like a cat on hot bricks jumping up and being pressed again.
Ye Changqing "You sit"
Oh, I really appreciate your uncle. Didn’t you see the slag attack and your eyes changed?
Xiao Jing looked at Jiang Yuanhua Nai and smiled. He was forced and didn’t want to go against the plot.
However, his smile fell into Jiang Yuanhua’s eyes, but it changed a lot.
The teenager was fidgeted on the stool, afraid to look at him in the eye, and he was so bitter and humble that he almost cried.
At this moment, Jiang Yuanhua’s heart is somewhat awkward, such as eating citric acid.
Looking at the same breakfast, he seldom asks himself if he is too hard on him.
Jiang Yuanhua frowned and said, "What breakfast are you going to prepare?"
Can you blurt out "What’s wrong with you?"
"Tired of eating"
"Well …"
Xiao Jing pale timid way "that … my day for another way …"
"no"
Xiao Jing buried his head in the plate to hold back his fear and timidity and asked, "Manager Jiang, what do you want to eat?"
This scum always wants to find a way out, and will it let people live?
Jiang Yuanhua was stung by his cautious appearance, and his eyes were annoyed. "I can’t say it!"
He doesn’t have to have a medium-rare steak, but he doesn’t want to make it difficult for teenagers anymore.
He doesn’t care about the feelings of teenagers.
This time, I watched the teenager endure tears and couldn’t help wondering if he would cry silently when cooking steak.
The more Jiang Yuanhua thinks about it, the more agitated he becomes.
Ye Changqing made a face and muttered a few words that made Xiao Jing smile.
Jiang Yuanhua snorted and asked, "How do you eat this steak?"
"Ignore him," Ye Changqing said with a lip.
The table three people kept silent.
Jiang Yuanhua saw him dull and took the initiative to send a glass of milk.
Xiao Jing was flattered but nauseous after smelling the milk.
"Why don’t you drink?"
"Drink …"
If you don’t drink, you may have to call the police again
Xiao Jing took a deep breath and took a big gulp. Suddenly she felt queasy and didn’t resist vomiting.
