When she heard the voice of a mobile phone ringing in her ear, Leng Qianqian suddenly woke up, only to find that she was lying on the bed and was sleeping in the past. She found her mobile phone and dialed the answer button. The voice of cold mother's tender and loving love came from the phone.

"Qianqian, my mother will be back tomorrow. You remember to ask your brother to meet me and your father at the airport. I can't get through to him!"

"Mommy, are you coming back? How about it? Is this trip fun?" Hear the voice of cold mother, cold Qianqian heart soft.

"Fun, all right, my dear daughter, go to bed so late, Mommy won't disturb you!"

Cold mother thought of so many years of pain baby daughter may find her own parents will leave, the bottom of her heart can not help but some reluctant to give up.

"Well, I see. Good night, Mommy!"

Leng Qianqian finished and hung up the phone. She picked up her pajamas and went to the bathroom. She took a hot bath comfortably and threw away those messy pictures in her mind. Before going to bed, she thought that Leng Yundi had not yet returned home, so she sent a short message to inform him to meet her tomorrow afternoon.

The next day is Saturday, just rest, Leng Yundi didn't know where he had spent the whole night yesterday. He didn't go home until noon. When he got home, he didn't see Leng Qianqian frown a little, and his face was not good-looking.

In my mind, as long as I think Leng Qianqian spent the night with Du Qirui after dinner last night, I have a lot of jealousy, panic and anger in my heart.

Fidgety took out the mobile phone, reached out to dial hair, walked in the living room for two times, and finally took a deep breath to call Leng Qianqian. The phone just dialed out and rang, and a cry of alarm came over.

"Ah --"

Leng Yundi frowned and quickly hung up his mobile phone and ran to the kitchen. At a glance, he saw a small figure in the kitchen, dressed in white household clothes, preparing to cook. In his heart, he did not know why he used some joy, and even his irritability disappeared.

Hang up the phone, put the mobile phone into the trouser pocket, step forward with long legs, and see Leng Qianqian's fingers cut a small hole by a kitchen knife, and there is blood dripping on the chopper.

Don't want to think about it, Leng Yundi scolded coldly without saying a word: "are you a pig? You can cut a dish into your hand!"

Although the tone of the speech is still very bad, while reprimanding, cold Qianqian's bleeding fingers into the mouth.

The salty smell of blood spread, the blood on the fingers of the inhalation mouth, the action unspeakable gentle, also with a bit of heartache.

Leng Qianqian looks at Leng Yundi in front of her. She can't return to her mind for a long time. Until Leng Yundi releases her hand and takes it out of her mouth, she goes to the living room to find a bandage and stick it on her wound.

"Don't touch the water yet. Go outside."

"It's OK. It'll be ready soon. Have you eaten yet?"

They opened their mouth quietly, as if everything last night was just a nonexistent fantasy.

"No, you go outside, I'll do it!"

When I was a child, Leng's father and mother often went out. Because Leng Yundi had to take care of Leng Qianqian, she also had a good cooking skill from primary school. However, when she grew up and worked, she never cooked again.

"Oh

Leng Qianqian takes a deep look at Leng Yundi, and sees that he has taken off his suit coat and put it aside. Then he rolls up his white shirt cuff to his elbow. After washing his hand with hand sanitizer, he starts to cut vegetables.

Two people stand in the kitchen, the atmosphere is a little strange silence, the air seems to be able to hear the sound of heart beating wildly, unavoidably embarrassed, Leng Qianqian looked at really nothing to help her, stopped looking, fell on Leng Yundi put aside the suit coat, pause for two seconds before reaching for the suit coat and walked out of the kitchen.

Leng Yundi looks back, slightly deep cold eyes slightly frown, deeply looks at Leng Qianqian's back, and then turns back to continue cutting the dishes in his hands.

Leng Yundi cooked very quickly. After only 20 minutes, he brought up three dishes and one soup. He filled two bowls of rice and put them on the table one by one. Then he went to the living room and called Leng Qianqian.

"Dinner!"

The flat voice still has some kind of deep cold breath.

Leng Qianqian turns off the TV, stands up, walks to the restaurant, sits down opposite Leng Yundi and eats with chopsticks.

The familiar flavor of the dishes diffused in the mouth, which made Leng Qianqian have an illusion called bitterness.

For many years, she has never eaten the food made by cold Yundi. It seems that it has been a long time. If she eats again now, she has a kind of illusion that she seems to be separated from others. Her eyes are astringent and her throat is dumb.

Bite rice in the mouth, try to restrain their emotions, not to let the opposite man found.

"What's the matter? Is the food not to your taste

Leng Yundi saw that Leng Qianqian was just eating the rice in the bowl, but she did not eat the vegetables. She frowned slightly. Some doubted that it was not because he had not cooked for many years, and the cooking skill was a little rusty. The cooked food had regressed to be hard to swallow. Otherwise, why didn't this woman eat his fried dishes.

After tasting all the three dishes and one soup one by one, the brow frowned even tighter.Several dishes still taste normal and can be eaten. But why doesn't this woman eat vegetables? Does her disgust extend to the extent that she doesn't like the food he cooks.

When Leng Yundi was thinking, Leng Qianqian on the opposite side had already cleaned up her mood and said, "no, it's delicious. The taste is as good as before!"

The faint voice was quiet.

At the bottom of Leng Yundi's ear center, however, she did not know how. She picked up her eyebrows and was praised as delicious as before. She could not help feeling better. Her gloomy and cold face was slightly soft, and she put a chopstick into Leng Qianqian's bowl.

"Eat, finish and pick up your parents!"

"Well!"

A meal was very quiet, but the atmosphere between the two was much better than before. After lunch, Leng Qianqian went back to her room and changed her clothes. Leng Yundi also went back to her room to take a fighting bath and change her clothes. Only then did they leave the door.

When Leng father and Leng mother came out, they saw a pair of children walking together. Suddenly, their hearts were filled with joy. Could it be that their son finally found himself together with Qian Qian Qian. However, before they were happy for two minutes, they felt the atmosphere of no progress between the two people, and sighed at the bottom of their hearts.

How much she hoped Qianqian could be his daughter-in-law, especially when she thought that this time she came back because her relatives had come to find her, and she was afraid that she would take away her precious daughter who had been raised so hard that she could become her daughter-in-law.

In that case, Qianqian is still their cold family, but from the cold family miss to the cold family big young grandmother, but still want to call her Mommy.

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