You, papinson

Yan beiming braved the rain to come and eat.

"Little cold star, you're papinson?"

Biting on his chopsticks, Yan beiming watched as Lin Hanxing trembled as he picked up the food, his eyes constantly looking at her and Lei Xiao.

Yuan Bao burst out laughing.

Then, he covered his mouth with both hands and blinked innocently.

Lei Chen gave Yan Beichen a sharp look with an expressionless face, then picked up a piece of Southern milk winter melon and put it in Lin Hanxing's bowl.

Lin Hanxing glared at him.

He pushed the vegetables back into Lei Xiao's bowl in a fit of pique.

She also ruthlessly crushed his foot twice.

&Quot; Hanxing ... &Quot; as if sensing something, Lei Jing stopped talking.

However, before Lin Hanxing could understand, Lei kangnian could not help but cough.

"Daughter-in-law, you're stepping on my husband."

What Lei kangnian was too embarrassed to say, Zhong Nanyin said it for him.

Her eyes were pitiful.