With that said, Lin Qian Yi took the bowl that the servant had just brought, and wanted to serve Sun Qian dumplings.

However……

Lin Qian Yi looked at Fourth Master who was holding her hand in confusion.

"What's the matter? You want to eat too? Wait a minute, wait until I fill this bowl, and then I will serve it to you."

With that said, Lin Qian Yi wanted to break free from his hand.

However, Di Yanmo still held her hand tightly.

"Um?"

Lin Qian Yi looked at him puzzled, wondering what was wrong with him.

"Dumplings are mine."

Di Yanmo looked straight at her, with a trace of accusation in his tone, and a hint of grievance in his deep eyes.

Lin Qian Yi was instantly mesmerized by his contrast.

So, she launched a nympho to her fourth master in public.

However, in the eyes of those present, the two were looking at each other affectionately, and they almost had a spark and kissed each other.

For the good relationship between her son and daughter-in-law, Sun Qian is naturally happy to see it succeed.

However, now she wants to try her daughter-in-law's handicraft even more!

Take advantage of the principle of doing it yourself, having enough food and clothing, without disturbing the son and daughter-in-law looking at each other affectionately.

Sun Qian picked up an empty bowl by herself, and then wanted to grab the spoon in the pot.

However, it caught a blank...

Sun Qian took a step ahead of her and looked at the big hand that snatched the spoon. What she saw was the cold and handsome face of Bing Cube's eldest son.

"..."

What is her son doing?

Why does she feel that her son, Ice Cube, seems to be jealous no matter what? !

Sure enough, the next moment, Sun Qian's idea was verified.

"mine."

Di Yanmo said indifferently, and immediately took the whole pot to his side.

"..."

Everyone fell silent.

Sun Qian and Di Beiting: Son, unexpectedly, you also have an immature side.

Di Yanfeng: Brother, are you still my cool brother? How did you become childish?

Lin Qian Yi: "Holding my laughter"

"Ahem, what, Yanmo, there are a lot of dumplings, I cooked everyone's share."

Lin Qian Yi held back her smile and wanted to bring the dumplings.

Di Yanmo raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't let go.

"Hey, you can't eat that much, it will be wasted."

With that said, Lin Qian Yi reached out and patted his head naturally, then went to break his hand.

Di Yanmo was afraid of offending his little wife, so he wouldn't let him into his room tonight.

Therefore, he could only watch helplessly as the dumplings made by his little wife flew away.

Lin Qian Yi took the dumplings back, but found that Sun Qian was staring at her blankly.

"Mom? What's wrong?"

Lin Qian Yi asked without knowing why.

"Uh, no, nothing."

Sun Qian came back to her senses and shook her head.

However, she thought again in her heart:

Why did she feel that the scene where the daughter-in-law slapped her son's head just now was so familiar? I seem to have seen it somewhere.

Moreover, when she saw her daughter-in-law, she felt that her daughter-in-law looked familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before.

However, she couldn't remember it.

Helpless, in the end Sun Qian gave up thinking and happily ate the dumplings cooked by her daughter-in-law.

After dinner, Sun Qian took Lin Qian Yi to cultivate their relationship for more than an hour.

Then, under the ice-cold gaze of Bing Cuang's son, he reluctantly bid farewell to his daughter-in-law.

However, before leaving, she did not forget her future grandson.

"Daughter-in-law, you and Xiaomo will work hard tonight, and you will be happy if you strive to get a little bun for one night."

Sun Qian said to Lin Qian Yi in a treacherous manner, and was immediately dragged away by Di Beiting.

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