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Yan Zong stared at Lu Yu for three seconds, and suddenly asked, "Really?"

Lu Yu lowered his face, and his tone was quite unfriendly: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Rou smoothed things over: "Don't be like this, everyone. I also have an idea. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I have always suspected that the murderer is someone else, not among us. If we blindly suspect each other, wouldn't it be in his favor?"

Luo Xin's expression moved slightly, the kidnapping issue was still pending in his mind, Jiang Rou's thoughts were not unreasonable.

Lu Yu turned pale, and snorted: "The situation you said is very possible. No one will laugh at it. I'm afraid that some people here will be smart and mislead everyone's attention by making frequent speeches. Only he knows what his intentions are!"

"Misleading? Which point Yan Zong said is not based on the actual situation? It's not scary to be smart, but to be afraid of ghosts in your heart!" Luo Xin fought back vigorously.

"Don't say a few words." Jiang Rou curled her knuckles and pressed her eyebrows, "Don't forget, last time we suspected Fan Yichao's murder and thought he had a murder weapon in his hand, so what about this time? The weapon that killed Fan Yichao was another What? In whose hands? Where is it now?"

Jiang Rou always speaks in a low voice and softly, and occasionally asks such sharp questions, but she has a bit of Yang Jing's capable demeanor.

Yang Jing originally swayed her legs slightly, but after hearing the words, she put her feet away and glanced at Jiang Rou, with an imperceptible disdain in her eyes, and said, "That's a good question, Mr. Yan, I'm just like Xiao Luo. I'm on your side, so I'm still willing to listen to your opinion."

She suddenly changed her name to Luo Xin as Xiao Luo, her tone was very intimate and natural, Luo Xin also knew who she was looking for, so she smiled back.

"I don't have a clue about this yet. Let everyone think about it slowly. The most important thing for me now is," Yan Zong flipped his wrist, kept his head still, and only lowered his eyes to look at his watch. This action was seen by Luo Xin Full of masculinity, "It's time for dinner, what about lunch?"

"I'll go out to get some air, and I'll solve it myself later." Lu Yu got up and walked out, he no longer had the desire to have dinner with anyone.

"What about you?" Jiang Rou asked the remaining four people, so as to plan how she should match at noon.

"I have to eat, please count me in." The three meals a day for the past two days are almost arranged by Jiang Rou. Nie Heng is a little embarrassed. He has never cooked before, and he doesn't think he is a cooking wizard. , it is a wish for someone to be able to rely on at the moment.

"Why are you so polite." Jiang Rou smiled, "By the way, Yan Zong, those seafood you brought back?"

Luo Xin sneered several times in his heart, it was obviously something he had worked so hard to collect, Yan Zong just stood aside and watched, probably because he was afraid that he would get caught in the sea and it would be too late to fish.

"I can cook seafood, but it's a pity that there are only some basic ingredients, and the taste won't be much better."

Jiang Rou showed a look of surprise, Luo Xin saw it, and said to Yan Zong first: "This is the fruit of my labor, we have agreed at the beach, just make it for me to eat alone!"

Obviously before, he generously said that he would distribute it to others, but now he tells a small lie and refuses to let people taste Yanzong's craftsmanship.

Yan Zong smiled helplessly at Jiang Rou: "I'm sorry, this time I agreed to Luo Xin first, then you don't want to be the two of us at noon."

With a slight look of regret, Jiang Rou had no choice but to nod.

Yang Jing lowered her head, wavy curly hair caressed the corner of her slightly mocking mouth, smiled and said: "I eat fruit at noon, to lose weight." After that, she got up first and went to the kitchen, washed a plate of Shi Shiran and brought it upstairs, not participating in the four The "war" in the world.

Luo Xin followed Yan Zong into the kitchen, watched him unbutton the cuff buttons of his shirt, bent his arms and rolled them up, his muscles tightened the fabric with the change of movements, and then drew a knife, because the position of the five fingers and the handle of the knife It didn't fit, so he quickly released it and held it again, and moved forward a short distance.

His every move exudes a strong hormonal aura, needless to say that Luo Xin is deeply infatuated, even Jiang Rou is slightly dazed.

Wash the lobster, beat the hard shell with the back of a knife, put it in a pot and steam it first, then wash two tomatoes and put them in rice to cook together.Jiang Rou is also doing various preparations in an orderly manner on the other side of the stove. The backs of the two look like a young couple cooking together.

Luo Xinben and Nie Heng were leaning against the kitchen door to watch together. Seeing this scene, they curled their lips and squeezed in between them, pestering Yan Zong to ask questions.

"I didn't even know you could cook."

"I made the milk you drank when you were young, and I fed you three meals after teething, so it's strange to cook a meal?"

Jiang Rou paused, and cut off a piece of shredded sweet pepper that was obviously irregular compared to the perfect knife work before.Luo Xin didn't expect him to talk about these things in front of others. He was a little embarrassed and had a strange sense of sweetness. He giggled twice and said, "How can I remember drinking milk? I'll see you when I get older." Spinning around like a spinning top, I'm only a teenager and I don't know what I'm doing all day..."

There are old urchins in the world, and there are relatively young and mature types like Yan Zong. It is not easy to eat, sleep and sleep to become an elite, especially because of his family background. One of the reasons why my mother loves Luo Xin so much is that Luo Xin's appearance, personality and life trajectory can be said to be completely opposite to Yan Zong.

"For me, cooking is to follow the instructions exactly. I can't tell if it's delicious or not. It's the first time I cook it for my mother to taste. Do you know how she evaluates it?"

"Well," Luo Xin thought for a while, according to Yan Zong's rigorous approach, even if it is the first attempt, it should not be too big a deviation, it can only be an unexpected success, and immediately boasted: "Feng Marrow dragon liver, its taste is endless!"

Yan Zong was amused by his appearance as a little fan, and laughed loudly: "You can figure it out, what my mother said is 'follow the steps and have no intentions'."

"Then I'm using local materials and playing with them as I like now. I've come to my heart, but if the cooking is not delicious, I will still lose face!" Luo Xin wrinkled the tip of his nose, always showing some exaggerated intimacy when speaking.

"That can't be done, it's shameful to waste it," Yan Zong asked in a low voice, "Do you still remember how I dealt with you when you didn't eat obediently when you were young?"

Luo Xin shrank his neck in reflex, and felt a dull pain between his thighs. Like many spoiled children, he has the stink of eating snacks and avoiding meals. After growing courageous, he even dared to spit custard on Yan Zong's feeding table. on his sleeve.

Yan Zong didn't force it, he put down the bowl and gently carried the little boy back to the room. Four or five minutes later, the people downstairs heard a burst of earth-shattering crying.

He Mufei hurried upstairs, and could hear clear applause through the door, the room was locked and unable to enter, so he had to knock on the door and persuade: "Xiao Zong, don't mess around! Break the child!"

When Luo Xin heard this, his crying doubled immediately, Yan Zong's voice was very cold, a little unreal through the door: "Mom, don't worry about it, I know."

The nanny also ran up, He Mufei said anxiously: "Hurry up, go get the key!"

When the two returned, Yan Zong was squatting down to lift Luo Xin's trousers. His originally white and tender buttocks were now covered with red marks, which were slightly swollen. The friction from the trousers caused burning pain. Luo Xin couldn't cry anymore. , hiccupping while sobbing, his chubby arms obediently wrapped around Yan Zong's neck.

He Mufei was distressed and angry, pointing at Yan Zong to teach: "How old is Xinxin? Can't you talk about something?"

Yan Zong first explained to his aunt: "Mother Zhang, you go and call Dr. Wang to come to the door, and say that Luo Xin was disobedient and I spanked her twice."

Zhang Ma was always afraid of this teenage boy, so she responded repeatedly.

Then Yan Zong replied to He Mufei: "Mom, most of Luo Xin's problems are caused by you. He is almost six years old. If you don't change it, it will be too late."

"Then you can't hit people, how old are you? Are you qualified to teach Xinxin a lesson? What if you hit something wrong?"

Yan Zong stood up and lightly pressed the back of Luo Xin's head with one hand. He Mufei is a southern woman. Yan Zong inherited a bit of her delicate appearance, but her physique is completely from the old Yan family, and she can almost be regarded as the same.

"I have a sense of proportion. I'll let Dr. Wang take a look at it later."

Since Yan Zong had something to worry about He Mufei these days, she doted on Luo Xin even more, and immediately pulled him from Yan Zong's arms and coaxed him softly: "Xin Xin, ignore your brother, let's go downstairs."

He stretched out his hand to hug her, but when he touched his butt, Luo Xin pretended to cry, so he had to hold his hand and walk slowly.

Luo Xin walked a few steps, saw that Yan Zong didn't keep up, turned to look for someone, saw that he was just standing still at the door of the room, angry and scared, made up his mind to wait for Yan Zong to coax him before reconciling.

I thought this was the end of the matter, but I didn't expect that the summer vacation would come a few days later, Yan Zong flew directly to Beijing, and didn't even have a phone call for more than a month, and didn't go home until a week before the start of school.

It was also lunch time that day, the driver came in with the suitcase, and Luo Xin was obediently sitting on the high chair specially prepared for him, carrying the rice with a spoon, eating rice mixed with eggs, and losing weight .

Yan Zongchao said hello to his parents, and He Mufei deliberately reminded Luo Xin: "Xinxin, don't you miss your brother very much? Now that he is back, why don't you call someone?"

Luo Xin's face was red, she pursed her lips and put down the spoon, she deliberately turned her face away, but her black eyes glanced in the opposite direction.

Yan Zong took the luggage from the driver and went straight upstairs.