Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

Ye Linglan: "..." Brother, you are so arrogant, you don't use the good things at home, and you insist on going outside to talk nonsense.

"Then how many years have your parents been away?" He asked again.

"It's been five years, it seems." Wen Xingying said lightly.

Ye Linglan nodded, and looked at the screen again, finally lost interest, so she said to him: "Then take me to your Internet cafe now."

"it is good."
In good conscience, the third floor of Wen Xingying's home can definitely be called a child's paradise. He told Ye Linglan that the fitness room was actually a toy factory back then, and there were all kinds of toys in it. He just played with it. Those things grow all the way, and they are replaced when they can be played with more advanced ones. Now all the toys are gone, and those sports equipment are replaced.

The several computers in their computer room are also based on the scale of the Internet cafe. Various online games and stand-alone games are installed. The CPU and memory are the most high-end on the market, allowing him to play for hours without getting stuck.

But the more Ye Linglan visited this place, the more uncomfortable she felt in her heart, especially when she saw that person's calm expression all the time, she always seemed to have a thousand words to ask one by one.

He decided not to bother for the time being, to play the game first, and wait until after lunch. 
The lunch process was quite normal. The "mysterious" food that Wen Xingying prepared was western food. Each person had a piece of steak and a bowl of onion soup. Although Ye Linglan felt that she was not hungry at all, she ate them with relish.

Then continue to go for a walk on the third floor to digest food, and then it's time for a nap.

This Ye Linglan does know that Master Wen Xingying must insist on taking a nap at noon every day. The time is not fixed, but this habit will never be changed. Even myself, who has always thought that naps are optional, has followed suit. biological clock.

"Do you want to take a nap at noon?" Wen Xingying asked when she returned to the bedroom.

"Then find me a guest room." Ye Linglan smiled.

"No need, we can sleep together, my bed is big enough." Wen Xingying said.

"Oh, that's so embarrassing," Ye Linglan pretended to be polite, and then asked, "Then should I take a bath first, or I'm afraid I will dirty your bed."

"...Did you take a shower last night?"

"washed."

"Then there's no need," Wen Xingying took out two sets of pajamas from her closet, "You can change here, I'll change in the bathroom."

"it is good."

The style of Wen Xingying's pajamas is similar to his. It is white. There may be some other decorations on it, but the color will never change. Ye Linglan quickly changed into this set of clothes. It seems that there is still Wen Xingying's breath on it. He is very obsessed.

Soon the man also changed his clothes and came out, folded his clothes and put them in the closet, and asked him again: "Do you want to sleep on the side with me or on both sides of the bed?"

"..." Can I say that what I want most is to sleep with you in my arms...

Clearing her throat, Ye Linglan said: "On both sides, I don't sleep very honestly, I'm afraid it will affect you."

"That's fine."

There was an oversized quilt on the bed, and the two got on the bed from above to cover their bodies. Wen Xingying said, "Good night."

Ye Linglan replied: "Good night."

Then, there was another silent sigh.

Before Wen Xingying closed his eyes, he still couldn't help thinking that this was the first time he had "shared the same bed" with someone since he could remember. It wasn't that he didn't have friends who came back to his house to play, but he definitely didn't invite one People sleep with themselves.

Forget it, this is not the only exception that has been broken for him, so there is nothing to care about.

Wen Xingying fell asleep peacefully. 
Waking up really refreshed, Ye Linglan opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, this young master is so good at enjoying himself, the bed is so comfortable that it makes people reluctant to get up.

Turning his head to look over to the bed, it was obvious that there was a bulge, and that person hadn't woken up yet.

After thinking about it, Ye Linglan quietly got out of bed, walked around to the other side and stood in front of that person.

Still in the same sleeping position, half of his face was buried in the pillow, and the quilt was pulled up high, only half of his face was exposed outside.

Ye Linglan smiled, and stretched out her hand lightly, wanting to touch his face.

Wen Xingying always sleeps deeply when he sleeps, as long as he is not touched vigorously, he will not wake up. Ye Linglan used to secretly kiss him when he woke up while he was still sleeping, and was never caught of.

But this time, before his hand touched his cheek, the person on the bed turned over and faced the other side.

"..." Ye Linglan's hand froze in mid-air, and it took a long time to retract it.

I just want to touch you, not kiss you, so don't hide from me like this...

Letting out a sigh of relief, he had no choice but to find a book from the bookshelf and read it back on the bed. The young master's bookshelf is really high-end, not even a novel, all kinds of Chinese and foreign military history and geography.

When Master Wen Xingying finally woke up, the two went to the treasure hunting session on the third floor. This time it was the third stop, the concert hall.

As for the concert hall, it is more appropriate to describe it as a musical instrument room. Various musical instruments are placed on their own shelves. At first glance, it seems that they are preparing to play a symphony.

Ye Linglan scanned more than a dozen musical instruments one by one, swallowed and asked Wen Xingying: "Don't tell me you know all of these?"

"I know seven." Wen Xingying said, "Should I play it for you one by one?"

"Okay."

In the center of the room is a chair that can be turned freely. Wen Xingying motioned Ye Linglan to sit on it, while she walked towards the piano.

So in the next half an hour or so, student Shen was very honored to enjoy "Moonlight" for piano, "Beautiful Rosemarin" for violin, "Mountain and Flowing Water" for guzheng, "Evening in the Suburbs of Moscow" for saxophone, and Erhu Wen Xingying put the instrument back to its original position at the end, bowed slightly to him and said, "Excuse me, sir, are you satisfied?" Is it?"

"...Wow..." Ye Linglan opened her mouth slightly as she sat in her original position, but she couldn't find any adjectives at all.

The next studio was as scary as the last one, but Wen Xingying didn't improvise to show him one, but just showed his previous works, and Ye Linglan couldn't help but marvel every time she saw one, vivid still life sketches , delicate and unique landscape sketches, and magnificent architectural drawings, each of which seems to perfectly present the real object in front of your eyes.

until the last two.

The only figure sketches are a man and a woman. The man's appearance is very similar to the 30-year-old Wen Xingying, with the same heroic eyebrows, spiritual eyes, and the same handsomeness. The woman has a sweet smile and an elegant and generous temperament. Look at it There is also a kind of doting in the eyes.

A picture suddenly appeared in my mind. In the quiet afternoon, three people stayed in this studio. A seven or eight-year-old boy stood in front of the drawing board and instructed the man to look serious, while the woman asked to smile better. But he couldn't help it, and kept looking at his child with that expression.

Ye Linglan forced herself to calm down, put them together with other papers and handed them back to Wen Xingying as if nothing had happened, and praised: "It's very beautiful."

Wen Xingying nodded with a smile, and said, "Oh, by the way, the last two are my parents, aren't they pretty?"

"As good-looking as you." Ye Linglan looked at him with irrepressible pampering eyes, and...

Wen Xingying didn't speak, put away the drawing paper and asked him, "Where do you want to go next?"

"KTV," Ye Linglan said, "isn't this the same room as the disco?"

"Of course not. One is for singing and the other is for dancing."

"Okay then," student Shen was very satisfied, "sing first and then dance."
The structure of the KTV room is the same as a place in the general sense, and there should be a lot of equipment. Wen Xingying first asked Ye Linglan what he wanted to sing, and the latter said that he didn't want to for the time being, and wanted him to sing a song for himself first.

So Wen Xingying sang, a standard Cantonese version of the song "Love in the Past", which is quite old but still very classic after 17 years.

Looking at him, Ye Linglan couldn't help but feel a feeling in her heart. It seemed that until 17 years later, when they got married in the United States, the first day of their wedding, and their honeymoon, they were the happiest time of the year, and she had never felt like this before. I want to keep staring at him, staring at him with admiration and admiration, unable to look away at all.

After a song was sung, Wen Xingying asked him if he wanted to sing, and he replied, "Go ahead and sing."

So Wen Xingying sang the second and third songs again, and asked him again on the fifth song, and he still replied like this.

Wen Xingying finally put down the microphone and looked at him very dissatisfied: "I said you are a bit too much, I invited you to my house to play, but I invited you to eat and drink, and let you play games, I let you listen to music for half an hour before, and now I want to sing for you? You are too bullying!"

Ye Linglan finally laughed, and patted him on the shoulder: "No way, who made you too good, and I don't sing well, I'm afraid you don't like it, so I can only trouble you to sing, ah, you If you are tired, you can rest for a while."

"Go and get me some water." Wen Xingying said angrily.

"Okay." Ye Linglan stood up after speaking, and took water...the water should be in...

While thinking about it, he was about to walk to the door.

"Come back!" Wen Xingying shouted from behind.

Ye Linglan: "?"

"Isn't there?" He pointed to a whole box of mineral water on the ground next to the table in front of them.

Ye Linglan: "..."

He walked over and opened the outer package, took out a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap and sent it to the young master, while rubbing the back of his head puzzledly: "How long has this water been here, it won't expire."

"It was I who sent people to move it up this morning, because you are coming!"

Ye Linglan almost fell down, you are so flattered! ...

During the trip to the KTV room, Ye Linglan was responsible for only one word: Listen, after listening to Master Wen Xingying sing ten songs, the two of them came to the penultimate stop on the third floor, the disco.

Wen Xingying is very happy, he finally doesn't have to act in a one-man show, you said that you can play musical instruments and sing songs for you, so you don't want me to perform for you when you come to dance.

Wen Xingying turned on the lights and audio in the room, and the lights on the dance floor began to flicker on and off. Coupled with the dynamic music, it was quite a joyous atmosphere.

Wen Xingying raised his eyebrows and said to Ye Linglan, "Come on, go up for a dance?"

"Come together." The latter was neither arrogant nor humble.
"Come on." Wen Xingying naturally wouldn't back down, and jumped up to the rhythm when he got on the dance floor. Ye Linglan followed behind him. The two looked at each other while moving, Wen Xingying couldn't help laughing.

Of course you have to laugh, they are all dancing. Wen Xingying dances so well that he has a nose and eyes, and his waist and legs are flexible. As for Young Master Shen, his dance can be highly summed up in two words: blind dance.