Leng Xuetong asked with a calm expression, "You are not ordinary home-cooked dishes, and even ordinary people can't make this kind of dish at all."

At this time, each dish on the table was full of colors, fragrance and taste.

Just smelling it makes people drool, and the appearance is even better.

The colorful ones seem to be made up of beautiful pictures.

Each dish is neatly arranged, such as shredded carrots cut neatly into palaces, rolled into balls, carefully carved with fudge onions, or the domineering carp with golden juice on it, and a transparent ball in its mouth, which looks very famous.

It gives people a very high-end feeling.

No matter the perfect cutting skills, the amazing cooking skills of making such high-end dishes with ordinary materials, and the ability to assemble platters, Xia Xin can only sigh.

But this is not like the dish that ordinary people can cook.

It’s not easy for everyone to cook two dishes. Who is still full and can keep it full? Then they can modify the appearance little by little, which makes it look like artistic carving.

Even ordinary people can't learn it.

So, Leng Xuetong found it very strange.

Xia Huan's face, which was a little proud just now, suddenly smiled without a trace, his face stiffened, and he didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, Lin Wanqing smiled and said, "This child usually likes to play with these flashy things at home, such as flower arrangement, tea making, gardening, carving, etc. Of course, he occasionally does this flashy cooking skills, which makes everyone laugh."

Yisha murmured in a low voice, "Flower arrangement, tea ceremony, gardening, and cooking, is this guy a perverted omnipotent? It's over, and it's even worse now!"

Leng Xuetong accepted this statement calmly, and said nothing more, and continued to pick up food and eat.

Xia Xin ate the fish and sighed, "It's so good to cook, the temperature is almost perfect, I guess I can't cook it in my life."

Lin Wanqing said kindly, "Why don't you cook? If you get married, you can cook it for you. How can you ask your husband to cook? You said yes."

Lin Wanqing quietly gave Xia Huan a stern look at him from an angle that others could not see.

Xia Huan immediately picked up the dish and put it in Xia Xin's bowl. She looked like a real wife, her face turned slightly red, and she said shyly and happily, "As long as I am here, you are not allowed to enter the kitchen, and you are not allowed to step in. This is the wife's responsibility."

Xia Xin suddenly felt a little flattered.

Yisha curled her lips disdainfully at this.

Then she looked at Xia Ye sitting next to Xia Xin. The little cutie stopped making trouble today. Shouldn’t she try to eliminate all the women close to Xia Xin?

Maybe it was because Xia Xin had just been scolded, "You have to talk to your elders well", so I didn't dare to do anything randomly.

Yi kept bowing his head and cooking rice.

However, in the middle of the rice, I occasionally looked at Xia Huan's eyes, and it was definitely not friendly. His eyes were rolling around, so I guess I was making some bad ideas.

If someone uses a seal form to make a relationship chart, the relationship between the six people on this table will show how complicated it is. The relationship between allies and enemies between them is a bit like a mess of the six countries.

The next thing became more common. Lin Wanqing showed a normal style of visiting a relative, chatting about some idle and trivial matters, and took the initiative to help wash dishes after dinner, which was very enthusiastic.

Xia Xin felt a little ashamed.

Then, while Lin Wan was cleaning dishes, Xia Xin knocked on Leng Xuetong's door.

After waiting for a while, Leng Xuetong's beautiful little face appeared from behind the door, and looked at Xia Xin with an expressionless face.

"What's the matter?" Leng Xuetong asked.

"Your hand"

Xia Xin was interrupted by Leng Xuetong just halfway through his speech.

"It's already done."

Leng Xuetong wanted to close the door after she said that.

Xia Xin quickly blocked the crack in the door, "Please, where is it better? When eating, you just wrapped it with a tissue."

Leng Xuetong didn’t know where the Band-Aid was because she had nothing to do and wouldn’t be hurt, so Xia Xin often needed to use Band-Aid.

Xia Xin took out the band-aid and handed it over, "You can post it, it's better."

Just hearing the "bang" sound, Leng Xuetong slapped Xia Xin's hand, and the band-aid also fell to the ground.

Leng Xuetong had already moved her hands before thinking about it herself, and was a little surprised. Although she knew that the other party was kind, she had no intention of apologizing.

His pretty face was cold and said in an unprecedented cold and indifferent voice, "Don't worry about me, you don't care anyway, so keep it for your pussy."

After saying that, he took the door with him.

Xia Xin was stunned for a moment, looking at the band-aid on the ground and the red fingerprints on his hands, his face inexplicably.

What's wrong with Leng Xuetong?

It seems that I didn't mess with her.

Why is it like Yuewu? It's also starting to be moody.

However, thinking about them all girls, I feel relieved.

In fact, Xia Xin was also very confused. He thought he was ready, but when the actual situation came, he realized that he had not.

After all, there was a fiancée suddenly coming out.

Anyone who wakes up and finds that he has an extra fiancée, will be confused.

What to do next, how to deal with this relationship, and I actually have a girlfriend, no matter what, Yue Wu is also her own girlfriend in public.

In fact, Xia Xin didn't know what to do now, so he shook his head and could only go back to the room to sort out his chaotic thoughts.

Seeing Xia Xin return to the room, Yisha thought for a while, came to Leng Xuetong's door, and opened the door and went in.

I happened to see Leng Xuetong gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and threw the white magma on her hand out of the window.

Yisha jumped in shock, rushed over and flew to put out the fire.

He pressed Leng Xuetong down on the bed.

"Xiaotong, you're crazy, what are you throwing away? This is your heirloom. It's your thing, and it's for you and your husband. You should be in charge of others coming back."

Leng Xuetong struggled to push Yisha away, and the two of them got entangled in the bed.

"Don't worry about me, I don't want it anymore." Leng Xuetong said angrily.

"Calm down, calm down, Xiaotong, you are angry now. When you calm down, you won't think so."

Yisha felt Leng Xuetong was extremely calm just now. She didn't even say anything, but she just hid it deeper.

"No, it's dirty, I don't want it." Leng Xuetong insisted.

Of course, it's not jade

"Xiaotong, think about it from another perspective. If you throw it away now, maybe someone will pick it up. They will just be happy and get it right. You might as well keep it yourself and save others the advantage."

Yisha could only press Leng Xuetong on the bed with her weight to prevent her from moving. Leng Xuetong naturally didn't make any hard on Yisha. She struggled for a few times but didn't struggle away, and was completely subdued by Yisha.

Yisha took the opportunity to pry her hand away and snatch the jade.

"This is a family heirloom. When you were a child, you were ignorant and just gave it to others. I didn't expect that you would be even more ignorant when you grew up. If you just threw it away, your mother would be angry to death."

Leng Xuetong hummed, "What's the use of half of it left?"

"What are you afraid of? Just ask someone to come back. It's our thing, why should I give it to them? If it really doesn't work, we both beat her and are afraid that we can't rob her?"

Yisha thought about it and felt that there were two people on the other side, so she corrected her, "Okay, 2-for-2, by the way, do you think if we were fighting between us and 2-for-2, where would Xiao Xin help?"

Leng Xuetong looked at her with an idiot's expression, but she didn't say anything.

Yisha smiled, took the white magma, shone it at the sun, and sighed, "This is a very precious jade. If you throw it away, your ancestors will be angry to death. Look at this surface, it is simple and steady, and it is so clear."

Yisha stood up while saying this "Teng", with a surprised expression on her face, she brought Gouyu to Leng Xuetong and said, "Xiaotong, look carefully at this piece of Gouyu, and think about her jade, what's strange about it?"

Leng Xuetong was a little puzzled, "Why are you surprised? These two pieces of jade are originally a perfect match, the size is like black and white."

"No, look at this surface. Do you still remember that the magma divine light in the hand of that sage is flowing, radiant, crystal clear, and smooth surface reflecting the human face. Your area is relatively simple, heavy, and introverted."

In a metaphor, the piece in Wan's hand is similar to a new swordsman with sharp edges and gloriousness, while the piece in Leng Xuetong's hand is a peerless swordsman who has been sealing his sword for many years. Although there is nothing on the surface, the eyes can make people feel the feeling of powerful power hidden inside.

Leng Xuetong disagreed, "What's the matter? Maybe she has taken good care of it, or maybe it's black and white, the two surfaces are not the same?"

"No, no, no," Yisha smiled, "This means that you don't understand jade. Only those with the same material can be put together into pieces. Jade has been deposited for at least thousands of years. With time, the surface is different from the material and the surface is different, and it has nothing to do with maintenance."

"Why do you understand jade?" Leng Xuetong completely distrusts Yisha and thinks she is talking nonsense.

Yisha said a little embarrassedly, "Well, I learned a little, and I can tell that her jade is indeed a very precious jade, and the surface is also very smooth and soft, but it is no match for your ancient jade. Your piece is at least over a million years old. Moreover, I just met it a little bit. Her piece is warm, and your piece is warm, and the energy contained in it is not of a level."

"The two are not the same?" Leng Xuetong frowned, half-believing and half-doubting.

Yisha herself was actually scared and gasped and said, "Yes, these two pieces of jade will definitely not be matched. The black magma that the scheming little bitch took is fake, not yours."
Chapter completed!