Chapter 30
Jing Jianchen asked someone to investigate Ye Lingchen's background. Ye Lingchen was not well-liked in the Ye family. He was admitted to the hospital because he was pushed down the stairs by his younger brother and injured his head. Ye Lingchen is now a senior in college and has excellent academic performance.
Jing Jianchen didn't expect that the kid was not that old, but was already a senior in college. He thought he was only a sophomore. This was good. He couldn't let his studies be delayed because of the filming of a variety show.
Ye Lingchen lives a very comfortable life eating and drinking every day. After more than a month of Lu Yijin's care, his face has become a lot rounder. He always has various snacks in his hands and his mouth is never idle. He also loves to drink various milk teas.
Jing Jianchen reminded him several times that junk food was unhealthy, but Ye Lingchen just nodded perfunctorily.
Recently, he discovered that Ye Lingchen had learned to shop online. He received packages every day, which contained various snacks. He no longer ate the meals cooked by Lu Yijin properly. When he ate, he either had instant noodles or hot and sour noodles.
Jing Jianchen was flipping through the youth education guide in his hand. He had almost finished reading the whole book but still couldn't find a way to solve the problem of his child loving snacks. Ye Lingchen on the other side of the sofa was still crunching potato chips. Jing Jianchen glanced at him and closed the book. It really gave him a headache.
"Ye Chenchen, here, the snowy snow meringue I made~" Lu Yijin came over with a plate.
Very good, not only does he like to eat snacks, but he also has a little accomplice who likes to feed him all kinds of sweets.
Meng Zhanyang came up leisurely from downstairs. He saw Ye Lingchen eating with a plate in his hand, and he tried to stealthily reach out and take one, but Ye Lingchen slapped him on the hand.
Meng Zhanyang took a bite and said, "Isn't it just a piece of Xue Mei Niang from you, stingy guy?"
He knew that Ye Lingchen was the most protective of his food, and now his food was only shared with Jing Jianchen and Lu Yijin. But every time he would come over and take Ye Lingchen's things.
"Lu Xiaojin made this for me. If you want to eat it, make it yourself." Ye Lingchen said bluntly.
Meng Zhanyang snorted. He didn't like sweets at all. He just wanted to provoke Ye Lingchen. It was fun to see him get angry.
Meng Zhanyang walked around from behind the sofa and sat down. He saw the Youth Education Guide next to Jing Jianchen. "Hey, Brother Chen, do you have children at home?"
Jing Jianchen glanced at Ye Lingchen, who was happily eating beside him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Yes, the child is disobedient, and I don't know what to do."
"What's so difficult about this? Kids of thirteen or fourteen are in their rebellious period. If they don't listen, just give them a beating." Meng Zhanyang was offering suggestions. When he was that age, he was often beaten by his father. He had been caught in the rain, and now he wanted to tear up other people's umbrellas.
Meng Zhanyang was still gloating, not knowing who the unlucky guy would be?
A hint of darkness flashed in Jing Jianchen's eyes, "Really?"
"It's necessary. It's very useful."
Jing Jianchen chuckled, "Ye Lingchen, did you hear that?"
Ye Lingchen was suddenly called out, looking confused. "What does this have to do with me?"
But he had a vague feeling that something was wrong. He smacked his lips. Hmm, this durian-flavored Snow Meringue is the best. Ye Lingchen immediately threw his sixth sense behind. Delicious~
【Bao, stop eating, it’s dangerous! 】
[I feel like Jing Jianchen is going to attack you! ]
[What's wrong with my baby liking to eat snacks? He's not afraid!]
[Yes, yes, yes, baby, you are so thin, eat more.]
The mother fans are particularly protective of Ye Lingchen, as if they see what their own kids like to eat and want to prepare it for every meal. The main thing they do is blindly dote on them.
In the evening, Jing Jianchen confiscated all of Ye Lingchen's snacks, whether they were from upstairs or downstairs, and locked them all in the cabinet. Jing Jianchen was amazed at how many snacks Ye Lingchen had, and a small cabinet about one meter high was filled to the brim.
After Ye Lingchen finished his shower and lay on the bed, he habitually reached out to open his bedside table and feel for snacks inside. He fumbled in the drawer for a long time but didn't catch a single thing.
Ye Lingchen stretched his head to look inside. His drawer was empty. He scrambled to his feet and said, "Master, there's a thief!"
"No, I put it away for you." Jing Jianchen said lightly.
"Master, I want to eat some senbei."
"No."
"Then millet cakes will do."
"No."
"How come they are all gone? There must be some crispy sausages. I bought a big bag of them last time, and I remember I only ate two." Ye Lingchen was still wondering why he finished his snacks so quickly. He couldn't get anything he wanted. He would make up for it tomorrow.
"No, Ye Lingchen turned off the lights and went to sleep."
Ye Lingchen finally realized that the Grand Tutor had confiscated all his snacks. He wailed and jumped onto Jing Jianchen's bed, "Grand Tutor, where are my snacks? Give them back to me!"
Ye Lingchen's roar, as if his parents had died, could be faintly heard by Meng Zhanyang next door. He put on his slippers and ran to the balcony to eat watermelon.
[Brother, what are you doing up at night? ]
[What's going on? Is there a quarrel downstairs? ]
【Let me see, let me see, give me a shot! 】
Jing Jianchen put down the parenting book in his hand and said, "Ye Lingchen, you are not allowed to eat snacks every day from now on. I will give you the amount you eat every week."
Ye Lingchen was so shocked by the tragic news that he stood there in a daze. His happy hometown was destroyed!
Ye Lingchen wailed and knelt on Jing Jianchen's legs. He shook Jing Jianchen's shoulders, "No, no! I bought that with my own money. Give it back to me, give it back to me!"
Jing Jianchen let the person on him make trouble and said that he would control his snacks. He ate snacks every day and couldn't eat his meals properly.
Seeing Jing Jianchen letting him wander around without paying any attention to him, Ye Lingchen was so angry that he bit Jing Jianchen's shoulder. He said in a muffled voice, "Speak, return my Lingsi to me."
The furry head rubbed against his neck. Jing Jianchen moved his fingers slightly, and a small electric current rushed along his neck to his heart. The boy was still sitting on his legs and making a fuss. Even through a thin quilt, Jing Jianchen could feel the boy's chubby little butt.
He said in a hoarse voice, "Stop making trouble."
Ye Lingchen slightly pressed his jaws, his two small fangs piercing Jing Jianchen's shoulder through his sapphire blue pajamas. "Why don't you give it back?"
This posture made Jing Jianchen's nose surround the sweet smell of shower gel on Ye Lingchen's body. The little thing was testing his patience without knowing whether he was alive or dead. Jing Jianchen pressed Ye Lingchen's shoulders hard and threw him onto the bed.
Ye Lingchen screamed and was pinned down by Jing Jianchen. Jing Jianchen firmly grasped Ye Lingchen's wrist with one hand and raised it above his head. "Are you still making trouble?"
Ye Lingchen's legs were still kicking, "Give me back my snacks, give me back my snacks!"
Jing Jianchen turned his head slightly to glance at his shoulder. His pajamas were soaked with saliva. What a sharp-tongued little thing.
Jing Jianchen smiled slightly, "If you can beat me, I will give it back to you."
Ye Lingchen flapped his arms and legs like a fish that had come ashore. He grunted for a long time but couldn't turn over. However, Jing Jianchen, who was kneeling on him, was almost reacting to his grunting.
The subdued person tried hard for a long time but still couldn't get up. He sank into the soft bed. He was so tired that a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. The corners of his eyes were red, and he looked like he had been bullied.
Jing Jianchen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, "Do you want more snacks?"
"Yes, yes, yes, those are my sweethearts!" When Ye Lingchen thought about his ham sausage, potato chips, Langlangxian, spicy strips, milk candy and small senbei, which were all gone, all gone, he felt that his heart ached every time he breathed.
His happy hometown was destroyed in one fell swoop!
The more Ye Lingchen thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He twisted his body like a loach and struggled desperately, "Help! Someone is trying to murder me!"
Jing Jianchen had a smile on his face as he just watched him making a fuss. He could make as much noise as he wanted, and he would behave himself when he got tired.
"Ye Lingchen, are you okay?" Meng Zhanyang, who was eating melons on the balcony, rushed in immediately after hearing the cry for help. He stood at the door in a daze, watching the two of them lying on the bed in an extremely ambiguous posture.
The photographer following behind him captured this scene clearly, and Meng Zhanyang stuttered, "You, you, what are you doing?!"
Meng Zhanyang's fans also saw it clearly, and the barrage of comments immediately exploded.
【Ahhh, what did I see! 】
[Could it be that Jing Jianchen likes Ye Lingchen?!]
[No, didn't he say during the interview that he was here to help?!]
[The late bird gets the meat! Today's surprise news!]
As soon as Ye Lingchen saw someone coming, he immediately called for help, "Meng Zhanyang, help! Someone is trying to steal my babies!"
Jing Jianchen, whose interest was disturbed, regretfully let go of Ye Lingchen's wrist. Ye Lingchen quickly climbed up and glared at Jing Jianchen angrily, "Where did you hide my little darlings?"
Jing Jianchen stood up and straightened his messy pajamas. "In the closet."
After Ye Lingchen learned where his little darlings had gone, he checked all the cabinets, but only one cabinet wouldn't open. "Where's the key?"
"No."
Meng Zhanyang was still standing there at the door with his jaw dropped like a dead pig. Oh my god, he was scared to death. He just thought what the two were doing, but it turned out they were fighting over snacks.
Seeing Meng Zhanyang standing at the door and not leaving, Jing Jianchen glanced at him. Meng Zhanyang was so scared that he ran away immediately. It was so embarrassing!
The photographer at the door was still holding the camera and filming reluctantly, but Jing Jianchen closed the door without mercy, and Meng Zhanyang's fans were so anxious that they screamed in the live broadcast split screen.
【Hehehe, what a thrill late at night! 】
[It seems that it's not impossible for Blue Team and Blue Team to play against each other, right? ]
【Oh my god, my mouth is watering! 】
[This is Jing Yingdi's melon! Eat it, eat it! ]
[We have screenshots, dog head~]
[Please send me a private message, may good people live a peaceful life! ]
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