Uncle Uncle robbed a marriage

Chapter 458
Jing Yue and Jing Lang came back with injuries all over their bodies. The people in the Jing Manor were really taken aback. Jing Zhan almost fell off the wheelchair. When the end of the year was approaching, such things happened. It was really shocking. Jing Zhan was furious and ordered a strict investigation.

Jing Yue and Jing Lang had bandaged their wounds, and they needed to recuperate. Fortunately, none of these wounds hurt the vitals, they were all skin traumas, and the New Year's Day would be ten days away, so there shouldn't be any serious problems.

Jing Lang was slightly injured, and his right hand could not move vigorously for a short period of time. Jing Zhan was very pleased about this. This means that during this fight, Jing Lang has been doing his best to protect Jing Yue, and the fact is obviously the same. Although Jingyue doesn't need to be protected at all.

After Xiao Chen came back from outside the city and heard the news, he almost rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion as quickly as possible. Seeing that Jingyue was safe and sound, his heart slowly relaxed. After the man in black attacked, Xiao Chen furiously ordered a strict investigation!
"Brother, this is the porridge I made. I'll feed it to you." In order to express her gratitude to Jing Lang, Jing Yue volunteered to take care of Jing Lang. , Jing Lang almost ran away when he saw Jing Yue.

At this moment, Jing Yue came towards Jing Lang again with a bowl of black food. When Jing Lang heard that Jing Yue boiled it with his own hands, his face turned pale and his butt could not sit still. Hearing this, he immediately smiled, rolled his eyes and said, "Yue'er is really sensible."

Jing Lang almost vomited three liters of blood on one side.

"That... I... I'm in a hurry..." Jing Lang stood up quickly as he spoke, and was about to leave.

"Stop!" Jing Zhan frowned and stared at Jing Lang and said, "You just went there a while ago, why are you so anxious? Sit down!"

"Father..." Jing Lang looked like he was about to cry.

"Yue'er personally cooked the porridge for you, it's almost time to drink." Jing Zhan stared at Jing Lang and muttered, "I'm really blessed, but I don't know how to enjoy it..."

Jing Lang wants to cry but has no tears. If he enjoys this blessing a few more times, he will probably have a short life...

"That's right, big brother, try it quickly." Jing Yue put the porridge in front of Jing Lang with a smile, and looked at Jing Lang with watery eyes full of expectation. Huhu porridge, goose bumps all over the body.

"This is..." Jing Lang swallowed silently and said, "I... I'm not hungry yet."

"You can eat even if you're not hungry! This is good for your body." Jing Yue said with a smile.

"Cough cough cough..." Jing Lang coughed, and under the double pressured eyes of Jing Yue and Jing Zhan, he scooped up a spoonful of porridge tremblingly, looking at the porridge countless times and wanted to put it down, but when he saw Jing Yue The gazes of Yue and Jing Zhan had no choice but to continue to move towards their mouths.

In the end, Jing Lang put the porridge into his mouth with a face full of death. The feeling of sour, sweet, bitter and hot all over the place almost made Jing Lang cry. Is this really porridge?

Jingyue can be regarded as No.1 in the world for being able to cook porridge to this extent!

"Is it delicious?" Jing Yue looked at Jing Lang with great interest and asked.

"...um...um..." Jing Lang could no longer speak, he could only support his head and keep nodding.

"Haha... Yue'er's cooking skills are so good?" Jing Zhan said with a loud smile, "This kid has a mouth full of mouth. I didn't expect to say that Yue'er's cooking is delicious."

(End of this chapter)