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Lin Motong divided all the food into two portions, and gave some more for the cold portion tomorrow night. Even if she was pregnant, she still didn't have as much appetite as him.

She brought the food to the table and said with a smile: "Master, are you hungry too? At dinner, I saw that you didn't eat much. If you don't dislike it, just eat this one."

Ming Ye Leng sat down, the food was very simple, not even his usual taste, but it should not be overlooked that the fragrance is really attractive.

Lin Motong pushed the plate in his direction, and handed him the spoon and fork: "I know that you don't like to eat green onions, so I didn't put them here. You can try them."

Ming Ye Leng picked up the spoon and took a bite of beef meatballs. Compared to other beef balls, beef made him more receptive.

The beef in the entrance was unexpectedly chewy and tender. It was boiled in boiling water. Although it was cooked in clear soup, the taste was very smooth.

Seeing his eyebrows stretched, Lin Motong smiled: "This beef was specially bought by Aunt Qin. I asked the aunt who helped in the kitchen to smash it out with the back of a knife, and smash it with the back of the knife to prevent damage to the beef fascia. , While retaining the original flavor, it also makes the taste smooth and tender."

"You know how to eat it," Ming Ye said coldly, and ate another one.

"Our family has been doing this since we were young. Later, my mother got sick and didn't continue to do it." Lin Motong smiled, and when she mentioned her mother, she was a little sad, and bowed her head and ate a beef ball.

I ate beef **** tomorrow night with a piece of tofu. The tofu looks unremarkable and tastes good. The matsutake and minced meat is breaded in it. The fat of the minced meat is immersed in the tofu, and the moistness of the tofu relieves the greasiness of the minced meat. , Matsutake adds fragrance and taste to the two, making their tastes become one.

"I made this little sausage myself." Lin Motong said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I made it the last time I left... When I came back, Aunt Qin said that it hadn't finished it yet."

Thinking of her decisive departure last time, and the pregnancy that came back this time, the cold expression on Mingye stagnated.

Lin Motong didn't know what words she angered him, so she didn't dare to say any more. She looked down at him timidly, and gently picked up the spoon to eat the egg fried rice.

Ming Ye Leng breathed with herself in her heart, and Tianren struggled for a while, unable to match the delicious food, bowed her head to eat.

Only when he eats food, his eyebrows stretch completely.

Lin Motong relaxed now, cut a lemon in half, and pinched it on her tofu. Recently, she likes to eat sour and sour in everything she eats.

After squeezing the lemon juice, she gently licked the lemon, squinting her eyes with sourness, and couldn't help her face full of contentment.

Every unconscious expression and movement of her is attracting the cold tomorrow, attracting him to approach her, care for her, and give her warmth.

Until he saw her bulging abdomen, his mood returned to calm, even indifferent.

By the time she finished eating all the food tomorrow night, Lin Motong had almost finished her share of less food.

Tomorrow night, roll up your sleeves and close the plate.

Lin Motong was startled and said hurriedly, "Master, I'll come, I'll come."

How could this family let it be cold tomorrow night to do these things?

"Stay, don't let people see that I'm abusing pregnant women." Ming Ye Leng pressed her back to the seat and cleaned up the bowl and put it in the sink.