Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

"Oh, I was going to scare you, but I was afraid that if you were really scared and would do something to me, then the gain would outweigh the loss. I can assure you now that no matter what you do, it will be within your tolerance. "

Ye Linglan: "..." So you kept talking and doing things like that before, isn't it very boring?
However, she felt much more relaxed in this way, and she was very happy to have such an opportunity to get close to the boy. Thinking of this, she found that the boy's face was enlarged again, and then a soft object was pressed against her forehead.

The boy's movements lasted for a while, Ye Linglan slightly closed her eyes, raised her arms to wrap her arms around his waist, feeling the boy's tight and elastic texture, this person must exercise regularly.

But then the boy stopped, lay down next to her and said, "Okay."

Ye Linglan smiled, but propped herself up and leaned over to kiss his face, "Brother Han, can you come and kiss me every day?"

The boy couldn't help feeling a little helpless, "But it's like I'm chasing you, isn't it good?"

"Yes, of course it's not very good, but would you disagree?"

"So that means we're going to see each other every day?"

Ye Linglan really didn't think about it when she made this request, but it's also a fringe benefit. She touched the boy's face, "Could it be that you don't want to see me?"

"Think." The boy didn't have any doubts this time, "Okay, I agree, now I'm tired, let's take a nap together."

After Wen Xingying finished speaking, she pulled the quilt over and covered the two of them, and closed her eyes.

He still maintained the posture facing Ye Linglan. The girl wanted to lie face to face with him at first, but in the end she was embarrassed and had to turn around. After closing her eyes, she smelled a burst of fragrance.

This is a boy's bed, and this bed also has a smell that is exclusive to boys. Ye Linglan couldn't help feeling hot, hoping that she could fall asleep as soon as possible.

After this sleep was over, according to the boy, their Valentine's Day had come to an end, but Ye Linglan would naturally not leave the boy's house, so Wen Xingying took her to the musical instrument room again.

So she once again enjoyed a very high-level concert, and after the boy finished playing, she held his hand enthusiastically and said, "I'll play a piano piece for you too, how about it?"

"Oh? You want to play too?" This was really the first time a girl made such a request on her own initiative.

"I don't know much, and I don't play very well." Of course, Ye Linglan only had a little piano experience when she was a child. Now she is a little embarrassed to show it in front of the male god. "But I really want to play a piece for you." , I hope you don't dislike it."

This idea is really a standard whim, with no special meaning, or it can also be said, just want to play a song for him?

"Don't worry, if you really play badly, I will definitely dislike you, so you don't have to be nervous, you can play as you like." The boy said "seriously".

"..." I don't know if these words can be regarded as comforting myself, but why does it sound so awkward, Ye Linglan couldn't help but squeezed his hand heavily, and then walked to the piano.

Speaking of which, she has never touched the piano for so many years. My mother sometimes let her play it, but the lady's filter for her is [-] meters thick. Good to hear, to meet such a stern and selfless male god...

Ye Linglan collected herself, and began to press the keys with her fingers, which was the super famous "Castle in the Sky".

You don’t need to bother to identify familiar music. From Wen Xingying’s hearing, this girl’s skills are not bad, at least she is proficient in fingering, without any mistakes or interruptions. The smooth melody makes people feel good It's full and not thin, but very comfortable.

After hearing such a piece of music, Wen Xingying went over to kiss the girl lightly with satisfaction, "Very good."

"Thank you, thank you." The girl was embarrassed, but also a little happy.

"Then is there anything else you want to show next?" The senior was also interested by her.

"That depends on what you want to do." Ye Linglan said.

"Okay, you come with me."

It is also rare for Wen Xingying to experience the feeling of being an "audience", which is quite novel and interesting. Next, the place he took Ye Linglan to had a set of audio equipment and a large projection screen. At once:"……"

Well, it's normal for boys to be interested in her skill, after all, it's easy to perform, and boys don't bully her, so it's better to sing a song first.

They have always been more casual in this room, but now there are fruit plates, snacks and all kinds of drinks on the sofa, which is enough for people to enjoy life happily. Ye Linglan ate and drank while listening to the male god singing , don't mention how beautiful this day is.

And after the song was over, the boy also signaled to her, Ye Linglan cleared her throat after drinking a glass of water, "Well, I'm sure I can't sing as well as you, I hope you don't mind."

Wen Xingying smiled, "Don't be too modest, I don't think you can't do it, but you are too lazy, and I seem to be too spoiled by you, although I would like to spoil girls, but I should give you more play opportunity, which helps build your self-confidence.”

"..." Ye Linglan really wanted to say: male god, you don't need to bother training me so much, really!
But no matter what, today's performance cannot be escaped, so I have to bite the bullet.

So the prelude sounded, and the girl's singing sounded. Wen Xingying listened carefully. How should I put it, compared with the piano, it is very ordinary.

She can still keep her tune, but that's all. There is nothing particularly high-pitched in the songs she chooses, and she can't show her singing skills. As for the very important part of emotion, it can be said that she basically doesn't have it.

In other words, the girl just sang a song to herself as if she was completing a task, but she didn't fully devote herself to it.

As her teacher, theoretically, she should be taught a lesson at such a time. However, as an "enlightened" person, Teacher Xiao can assume that different students will always have different manifestations of talent. Maybe this student now It's just that I don't have any special accomplishments in singing...

He put a small piece of rose cake into his mouth, as if he was listening to music at KTV.

But after the song ended, he still gave the girl a hug full of encouragement, touched her hair, and said with a smile on his face, "That's right, you sang very well, and I am impressed by the teacher."

As long as Ye Linglan can persist in singing, she will feel that she has completed a great challenge. At this moment, she took a deep breath and snuggled into his arms, "I think it's better for you to sing."

"Okay, what do you want to hear, Master will sing for you."

"I don't want to listen to anything, just order a song and let him play it by himself, and let me hug you for a while." The girl closed her eyes after she said that.

The so-called "talent show" basically came to an end here, and Ye Linglan never sang again. Later, after they left this room and went to the sports room of the next venue, they started playing together, no need to play alone.

This afternoon passed happily and quickly, and when it came time to go home, she rarely hesitated a bit, after all, her parents must not be home now, and she was alone.

Wen Xingying also knew the "tradition" of their family's Valentine's Day, so she said very "considerately" at this time: "Why don't you just have dinner at my house before leaving, your mother should not be in a hurry to let you go back tonight .”

The girl pursed her lips, still looking at him expectantly, "Are you here to do it for me?"

"Okay, what would you like to eat?"

Ye Linglan just ordered a few things casually, and the boy nodded, "Yes, but there is no food at home now, do you want to go out and buy some with me?"

When a girl goes out, she still thinks, today they celebrated Valentine's Day together, and now they go out to buy food and make dinner together, why does it feel so much like...they have been together for a long time and are living their lives?
Of course, she could only think about this idea in her heart, and laughed, but she never dared to tell the people around her, but it was inevitable that she would feel better. She held the man's arm and quietly approached him a little.
They went out relatively early, and it is still very bright now, so there are not many people in the community. Ye Linglan knows that this is a relatively high-end community in the city, with supermarkets, squares and other facilities, and houses generally occupy a large area , The area of ​​the community is very wide, and there is not only one of these facilities, but some people like to drive to places farther away to buy things they like more.
Right now, Wen Xingying didn't take a car, but just walked on the road with the girl. Ye Linglan had to say that it was more life-like. She hoped that she could often buy vegetables and cook with her lover after she became a family in the future.

Of course, maybe a better situation is that she is only responsible for accompanying the grocery shopping, and the rest of the washing, cutting and cooking, and the subsequent table arrangement are all in charge of that "lover", and she can just watch by herself.

The supermarket is not far from Wen Xingying's home, and he arrived at the destination in about 10 minutes. He then asked the girl if she wanted to eat something else?
"I don't need anything else, I'll go home after dinner, thank you Brother Han."

Wen Xingying couldn't help laughing, this girl ordered four dishes in total tonight, such as boiled pork slices, pot-wrapped meat, etc. are all carefully prepared dishes that require a lot from the chef. For a while, I really didn't have the space to eat other things.

The two went straight to the vegetable section, bought all the ingredients they needed, and Wen Xingying started making them when he got home.

This should be the longest day Ye Linglan has stayed at his house since he and the boy met. It was almost dark after the meal, and the girl who was going home couldn't help but hug the boy and said in a "crying voice", "I don't want to go home..."

Of course she knew that she couldn't stay here endlessly, and she couldn't sleep here in the future, and never be separated from him, but she still wanted to express her reluctance to the boy anyway.

Wen Xingying patted her on the shoulder, "Well, it's not like you'll never see me again, so there's nothing you can't bear."
The girl still hugged him sullenly, neither letting go nor opening her mouth.

"Okay, you can stay here as long as you like, and tell me when you want to go home, and I'll send you back."
Of course, Ye Linglan didn't stay here too late, she just said goodbye to the boy after half an hour.

Of course it was pitch black when I got home, and my parents were all outside. When she returned to her bedroom, she suddenly felt a little lonely.

This is the first time in her life that she "really" celebrated Valentine's Day. Whether she is with someone she likes or with him around, the atmosphere seems to be different. She is really very happy.
But after leaving him this time, the next time we see each other should be when my brother celebrates his birthday?
Now that it’s really time to count the seconds until New Year’s Eve, Ye Linglan looked forward to this festival in every possible way when she was a child, but now it has faded a lot, and it has nothing to do with ordinary festivals, but this time is different. The past few days have passed like wind, and I can see that senior again.

However, what Ye Linglan really didn't expect was that she received a call from that boy the morning after Valentine's Day.

The night is as cool as water, with little stars.

Ye Linglan stood in the clearing in the forest, the late autumn wind was chilling to the bones, it was bleak and chilling, the waning moon in the sky cast a faint light and shadow, allowing him to see the surrounding things clearly.

The air was so still that you could almost hear the slight movement of the leaves. Ye Linglan stood there quietly, looking at the shadow ghost opposite.

It was a werewolf standing on two feet, with a strong figure and powerful body, looking straight at him with undisguised excitement and confidence, as if the person in front of him had long been in his pocket.

The oppression and tension hit the face, making people hold their breath, like a light on the back, the passage of time becomes extremely slow, and every minute and every second can be clearly heard, and the highly concentrated nerves are like taut strings. This is a silent battle. contest.

Ye Linglan had confronted Shadow Ghost countless times, but he had never felt this way. Unspeakable fear came to his heart. He had a premonition that this mission seemed a bit unusual.

However, before he had time to think about it, that shadow ghost had already rushed towards him!

It was as fast as lightning, the wind howled, and the sudden and fierce air current almost tore people apart. In the blink of an eye, Shadow Ghost had swept to the position before Heng Ye, but the man was no longer there.

Nearly ten meters to the right, Heng Ye summoned his Shadow Moon Knife.

The cold light, as bright as the moon, with a scimitar across his chest, and Heng Ye's piercing eyes, is the look that every ghost wolf will have when facing a shadow ghost.

The shadow ghost howled angrily, turned around, his bloodthirsty eyes showed a beast-like aggression, and it was also chilling. It opened its mouth, and its four fangs were as sharp as blades, and the fleeting light seemed to pierce through it. Flesh and flesh, taste the warm fragrance of blood.

Heng Ye flashed to the Shadow Ghost, raised Shadow Moon with both hands and slashed at the head!
With a sound of "clang", Shadow Ghost raised his claws to block Heng Ye's attack. At that moment, the eyes of the two met, and the killing and faith in the other's eyes were imprinted in his heart.

The next moment, Heng Ye withdrew his knife, and then slashed three times, the sound of metal colliding in the air was very clear!

Afterwards, Heng Ye flew back and once again opened a distance of ten meters from Shadow Ghost.

Heng Ye held the knife in his left hand and held it up in his right hand, and a faint light gradually appeared above it.

The shadow ghost raised its claws and attacked him quickly!
Heng Ye twisted his left wrist and stretched straight, each move calmly and calmly. In the blink of an eye, he had fought with Shadow Ghost dozens of times, and his right hand gradually formed a beam of light like lightning. The success or failure can be seen immediately!

At this moment, Shadow Ghost's right claw swung towards his head, Heng Ye raised his arm and raised his knife to block it, Shadow Ghost's right claw was cut off!
The howling sound went straight to the sky for a while!

The beam of light from Heng Ye's right hand is about to emit--
"Thunder!"

……

There was a sudden sharp pain in the right rib, before Heng Ye could react, time seemed to be stagnant here, the sound of everything in the world disappeared, the light on the right hand quietly receded, the moonlight was pale as paper, the light in Heng Ye's heart also fell at this moment, and the night from Pentrating from all directions, the endless abyss beckoned to him.

Shadow Ghost withdrew his left paw, the sound of flesh splitting rang through his ears, blood gushed like a spring, Heng Ye's body slowly fell to the ground, and the unsupported Shadow Moon Knife fell to the ground, as if he could hear its helpless sigh.

Heng Ye was lying on the ground, the night sky in front of him was as deep as a dream, and the cold wind blew past, that was the sound of heaven and earth collapsing.

It was so cold, the coldness and warmth that had penetrated into his heart fell apart one by one, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. The last memory he had of this world was the victorious roar of that shadow ghost.

Shadow Ghost blocked the blow with his right paw, in order to attack his right rib when the thunder was launched, because this was the only and fatal weakness.

Every ghost wolf's special attack has a weakness. No more than ten people in the world know this weakness, but the shadow ghost in front of him also knows it. What this means is self-evident.

But how is this possible?A similar event, which has never happened before in the history of shadow ghosts and ghost wolves, will suddenly happen thousands of years later?
...It doesn't matter anymore, what I can't let go of now is...

The face of that person gradually appeared in front of my eyes. On the night they broke up, he actually passed away. I wonder how that person would react?
You said that you separated from me because you were going to the underworld, because the police and the underworld are at odds, but do you know how much my heart hurt at that moment, and how worried I was about you?
I want to hear your explanation, I want to hear the real reason, I don't believe that you left the police because of the so-called salary, I want you to come to your senses, no matter what method is used.

I really didn't expect that there would be no more opportunities in the future...

Zheng, I miss you very much.

Want it so so much……

……

Ye Linglan woke up and reached out to touch her cheek, which was already moist as usual.

Yes, every time he had this dream, recalling the scene at that time, he would struggle to wake up and find that he had burst into tears.

That afternoon, Wen Xingying broke up with him on the grounds that he wanted to join the underworld, because the pay of the underworld was many times higher than that of the police force.

God knows, how much I wanted to laugh when I heard this kind of reason. If Wen Xingying was the kind of person who would care about any reward, I wouldn't be with him in the first place.

He should have had a reason to do this, but no matter what it was, he didn't tell himself, and even broke up with himself. At that time, he was so angry that he didn't want to control him anymore.