Marriage Defense

By Lin Yan's calculation of the high-level people, coincidentally hit a shiver.

I don't know why, they always feel there's a conspiracy.

Half an hour later.

Lin Yan walks among the high-level people with a plate full of baked food. He has a quiet and gentle smile on his face. He looks very comfortable and harmless. People can't think of anything in it.

As a result, the high-level people who ate this plate of food had bitter faces one by one, and they wanted to vent but could not vent. They held back their faces like vegetables and were extremely happy.

They all know that Lin Yan brought it to them to eat, but they didn't know what Lin Yan meant. They thought it was Bo Leng.

Because from the beginning, Lin Yan told them that it was thin and cold, and let them have a taste.

They didn't think much about it at that time. They just felt that the boss baked something for them for the first time. They were so moved that they would appreciate it.

I didn't think it was so bad.

But they can't say it yet. They can only say it's delicious one by one with their conscience behind their backs, and they have to smile on their faces.

God knows they don't want to laugh, they just want to yell.

Lin Yan is content to return to the original flavor, in all people can not see the place, successfully spit out his tongue, still in the heart erect a victory posture.

But she did not feel proud for a long time, because she felt a bad black gas behind her.

And this black gas emission, self-evident.

She quickly gathered all her emotions, put on a blank look and looked at Bo Leng, "fourth master, you don't seem to be happy?"

Thin cold thin lips gently pursed, staring at Lin Yan as if staring at a prisoner. She felt uncomfortable, and her heart was raised. She didn't understand what he had done.

Shaoqing, Bo Leng said, "I baked that. Why do you give it to others?"

I baked it for you! This sentence, thin cold left in the heart did not say.

Lin Yan didn't understand. When she heard that he was angry, she was relieved. She put her heart down and said with a smile, "so much, we can't eat it. We ate a lot when we were fishing. It's a waste if we don't eat."

With that, she raised a big smile.

Such a smiling face fell in the thin cold eyes, no matter how big the fire should be extinguished.

He couldn't really be angry with her after all.

"Hum!"

Cheap those people! That's all he's been baking.

Bo Leng doesn't know that everyone, including Lin Yan, doesn't want to accept what he roasts at all. He just wants him to sit down and stop doing it. They are willing to roast it for him.

Sherina in the hotel room came back early because she didn't want to be in the same place with Lin Yan.

When she came back, her mind was still in the activity site, and she asked a department manager who could speak well to help her deliver some news on the scene, especially between Lin Yan and Bo Leng.

This is not true. The manager of that department sent the news that Bo Leng and Lin Yan had barbecue together, and that Lin Yan also distributed the things that Bo Leng baked to everyone.

Of course, there's something really bad about thin, cold baked food.

Shirina didn't know. She was so angry that her hair was smoking. Her jealous eyes were red, and sour gas filled the whole room.

She hates, she envies.

On what basis can Lin Yan get a special look at thin cold, and on what basis can Lin Yan eat something that is roasted by thin Leng himself.

Shirina grinds her teeth hard. Her fingernails are almost in the palm of her hand. She regrets that she should not have come back so early.

Otherwise, she would be able to eat something thin and cold baked. He is so perfect, and the baked food must be delicious.

Lin Yan and Bo Leng have no idea what sherina is doing and thinking at this time.

Lin Yan went to the toilet, thin cold roasted chicken wings, thinking that he had not eaten his own roast, gently bit.

With just one bite, Bo Leng was stunned. After several seconds, he slowly came over and spit out the things in his mouth. The chicken wings that he had just bitten in his hand were also thrown into the garbage can mercilessly. His face was very ugly.

So bad!

In other words, the ones he roasted before were all so bad?

Bo Leng thinks about it carefully and finds that Lin Yan only ate the first string of mutton that he roasted first, and has been looking for an excuse not to eat what he later roasted, but to give those to other people for an excuse to escape.

Hum! Thin cold and gas and heartache.

Angry is since so bad to eat, why doesn't she say it, he won't blame her, eat bad stomach how to do?

Heartache is such a bad thing, but she pretended to eat it all and said it was delicious.

Do you want him to be happy?

Bo Leng sighed gently. At this time, his eyes glanced at the figure of Lin Yan's return.

He snorted as she approached.

Lin Yan is baffled. I don't know what's wrong with him. Just now he was fine. She went to the toilet and came back unhappy.Who provoked him?

Not waiting for Lin Yan to ask, thin cold already opened his mouth first, "why don't you just say that the things I roast are terrible?"

Er...

Lin Yan's expression was stiff. Yu Guang glanced out of the corner of his eye into the garbage can and suddenly realized that he had eaten it himself.

It turns out that his taste is normal. He knows that his baked food is bad.

Lin Yan resisted the urge to laugh at him. He shrunk his neck and said with a smile, "after all, it's your first time baking. It looks good. You should always encourage it, so as not to be sad."

Another cold hum, thin cold noodles with aggrieved words, "then you did not think that after I know that I bake bad, not sad?"

"This..." Lin Yan's face was bitter, she really did not think about it.

Thin cold breath, began to drill up the ox horn tip, stood up, picked up the clip and brush again, took out a string of chicken wings, and said, "I don't believe I can't bake a delicious taste!"

With that, Lin Yan's consternation, he mistook the black mustard sauce as a blend oil and brushed it on the chicken wings. Two seconds later, a large amount of smoke came out, just like a fire broke out, and the smoke spread everywhere.

Xiao Yinan roared over there, "lengsi, what are you doing? It's so smoke, it's all in your eyes! "

Other high-level people quickly left far away, some of them choked by smoke and coughed and shed tears, so pitiful.

Lin Yan also covered his mouth and nose, opened two smoked red tears and watery eyes, looked at the thin cold still standing there. He was about to persuade him to stay away from him when he heard him say, "the smoke seems to be a little big!"

Lin Yan almost lost his breath and was stunned by his words.

It's a little smoke, isn't it? It's too much!

What's more, he won't be affected? Don't feel choking or uncomfortable?

"Let's go, fourth master." Lin Yan took Bo Leng to the place where the smoke could not reach. He took out two wet wipes from his pocket and handed one of them to Bo Leng. He found that his red and wet eyes were still staring at the smoking barbecue.