Yang Qiqi said with a smile, "don''t you think they are very sweet? I just like this sweet feeling. My mood is sweet by them."


    Yan Jie narrowed his eyes and said, "aren''t we sweet? Do you want to envy others, huh?"


    Yang Qiqi was stunned, looked at Yan Jie''s eyes complex and puzzled, and said helplessly, "why, you even eat Gu Mo''s vinegar. You''re really the king of vinegar in East Asia, slightly."


    Yan Jie pinched Yang Qiqi''s face and said seriously, "am I jealous? I just don''t want you to envy others. You also have sweet love, or..."


    Yang Qiqi stared at Yan Jie''s deep eyes and motioned him to finish.


    Yan Jie sighed slightly, "or do I do something wrong that makes you feel that we are not sweet? If you say it, I''ll change it."


    Yang Qiqi was stunned again.


    Yan Jie is very serious. After a while, Yang Qiqi couldn''t help laughing, "fool, you haven''t done anything wrong. You''ve always been very good. I was wrong just now. I didn''t envy them, but comfort them. I watched them come all the way, now


    I''m happy for them when they are so sweet. "


    "That''s good. If there''s anything wrong with your husband and me, just point it out and don''t hide it in your heart, you know?" Yan Jie was uneasy.


    Yang Qiqi smiled and sighed, pinched Yan Jie''s face and said mischievously, "how can you worry about gain and loss? Don''t think about it. Come and eat."


    Yang Qiqi sandwiched a large sparerib for Yan Jie. Although she didn''t cook it herself, Yan Jie felt particularly fragrant as long as Yang Qiqi sandwiched the food in the bowl.


    Jiang Dushen and Gu Mo have been singing for half. Gu Mo is professional and can naturally hold. Jiang Dushen is a little inferior. It seems that he is not modest when he says he can''t sing. He really can''t sing.


    As long as Jiang Dushen sang, Meng Jing laughed. His stomach hurt and he curled up on the sofa.


    He also Tucao, "you two make complaints about singing."


    Jiang Dushen has a bad temper. If he is ridiculed for doing something bad, he can put down his stall and leave, but not now. He hardened his head and accompanied Gu Mo to finish singing.


    After that, Jiang Dushen looked at Gu Mo gently. Although Jiang Dushen''s singing skills were not good, Gu Mo felt it.


    "You haven''t eaten much yet. Let them sing first. You go and eat something." Jiang Dushen said to Gu mo.


    Gu Mo nodded.


    Then Jiang Dushen put down the microphone and went to the sofa to beat Meng Jing.


    Meng Jing hugged his head with a pillow and regretted it. He knew he didn''t owe his mouth. Jiang Dushen beat people very painful!


    "Brother, I''m wrong. I won''t laugh at you any more. Spare my handsome face! I still rely on him to eat! Ouch... Brother!" Meng Jing begged for mercy. How presumptuous he was just now, how counselled he is now.


    Looking at the fight between the two, Gu Mo couldn''t help laughing and said to Yang Qiqi, "look at dusk. It''s usually very stable. In fact, sometimes it''s like a little boy."


    Yang Qiqi nodded and whispered in Gu Mo''s ear, "Yan Jie is the same. Are men like this? Be calm outside. At home, tut, that''s called a Han PI."


    Gu Mo burst into a sneer, "Qiqi, you talk so funny that your husband can hear you. Don''t clean you up at night."


    Yang Qiqi was inexplicably shy. "Am I thinking too much? You''re a little fast..." Yan Jie looked at Meng Jing with her arms in her arms.