Because there was no project, Lin Qiang ate and drank with Lin Jian, silently absorbing the supplementary effect of special milk tea.

My aunt's stomach is like a bottomless pit. The one-meter-high food box prepared by Uncle Zhong has been opened six or seven layers, and the full snack food has been eaten by my aunt, but my aunt still doesn't have the slightest intention of being full. He also frequently looked at the spicy strips that the people around him were gnawing on.

It smells so good.

Lin Jian blinked her eyes, what is that, she can smell the aroma from such a long distance, it's a bit sweet and a bit spicy, inexplicably stimulating the taste buds, she really wants to eat it! !

"My dear grandson, what is he eating?"

Lin Qiang glanced at it: "Spicy strips, do you want to eat them? I'll go buy them right away."

Just about to get up, a bag of food was thrown in, and then a tall shadow sat in. The man was tall and long-legged, wearing a suit jacket that didn't fit in with the students, his knuckle fingers loosened his tie, and his long and narrow eyes were cold and cold There was a cold light that made people dare not look at each other.

"Wow, so handsome, who is it!"

"It seems to be the new Feng Disciple teacher."

"Why have I never seen it?"

"I heard that he has other jobs, so he is not often in school, but the rules are super strict, and many skipping classes have been deducted points."

"But why did he sit next to Lin Jian?"

Everyone whispered, and Yan Jingchen frowned at the scrutiny. He looked back at the lazy girl like a cat, and said softly: "I bought spicy sticks, potato chips, yogurt, intestines, and bread. What else do you need?"

He asked Uncle Zhong, and what he bought was what Uncle Zhong didn’t prepare, and the students ate the most. Sure enough, the little girl’s eyes lit up, she lowered her head and slammed it for a long time, pulled out the spicy sticks and took a bite, squinting in satisfaction. Eye.

tasty! ! !

"Well, I'm still missing a small Wanneng!"

Xiao Wanneng? What the hell? ?

Yan Jingchen had never heard of this stuff before. Looking at Lin Qiang, he realized that the young man seemed to have become much calmer. It was strange, did anything happen to him while he was in the company?

"It's crispy noodles. I'll go buy them." Lin Qiang stood up calmly, and the boy became more and more stable. Even if there were girls around him screaming and cheering at him, he could still leave without squinting.

"You're late." Lin Jian was indulging in the delicacy of the spicy noodles, "I didn't see my grandson's heroic demeanor."

"As long as I see you." Yan Jingchen murmured.

"What? Didn't hear clearly."

"I said, ice cream latte, do you want more?" He picked up another belt, and the ice cream inside was slightly melted, but Lin Jian likes this slightly melted texture, and it doesn't go well with latte.

"Good job!" Lin Jian became happy: "It didn't hurt you for nothing!"

Haha, although you are a prickly person on weekdays, you do a good job of serving people. Seeing that you are so filial, my aunt may not pursue your past actions, haha, is my little aunt Very magnanimous~~

Lin Jian is enjoying the latte mixed with ice cream, feeling satisfied because of the mellow and sweet taste in the mouth.

Seeing her subdued and satisfied appearance, Yan Jingchen was also very satisfied. He did his best to finish the work ahead of time and rushed over. He raised his hand to look at his watch, and the time was almost over. He glanced at the westward sun: "Yes It's not over."

"En." Lin Jian looked at Lin Qiang who was walking back: "There is one last event, the fun 100-meter race, my dear grandson, come on."

"Don't worry, little aunt."

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