Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

The tickets for the two of them are for the morning. After washing up and having breakfast, we will take the bus to the station. Classmate Ye walked in an abnormal posture until he left the hotel. He was limping. Wen Xingying could clearly see it , Didn't even ask a word.

However, what makes Student Ye even more depressed is not this, but that he doesn't know whether Wen Xingying did this on a whim or whether he will deal with him in this way in the future. If it's the latter... oh my god...

They arrived at their hometown in the afternoon, and then went back to their respective homes without talking. Mother Ye missed him a lot after not seeing her for half a month. When they met, she asked him how things were going. He said everything was going well, and his mother asked strangely, It's strange why you are still listless? ?

Yes, Ye's expression was listless as soon as he got home, or in other words, his listless state has continued since he got off the train, even got on the train, and even went back to a few hours or a few days ago .

But the reason for this lackluster nonsense is really inexplicable to outsiders, do you want to say?

After that day, Classmate Ye stayed at home to rest. The next day, Wen Xingying and Wen Xingying went to the store to have a look. He went to school as usual, Wen Xingying would come to school three times a week, and they would go to anyone's house on Sunday afternoon.

However, the perfect plan that Student Ye planned back then has completely lost its original meaning, because two people lack the normal communication that lovers should have, and meeting alone cannot make up for this emptiness. It was classmate Ye who found out that his premonition had come true, and Wen Xingying would really use that method to deal with him again!

The two of them still go to each other's house when they should go to each other's house, and they still sleep when they should go to bed and take a nap. Classmate Ye can still put his arm around Wen Xingying's waist behind him, but that's all there is to it, if he goes one step further The intimate behavior made him unable to move for at least two hours, and Ye Linglan discovered a secret, Wen Xingying seemed to like to sleep with him in his arms, and every time he slept for a long time, of course this did not make him happy at all, because This means that he will suffer more!
Classmate Ye also tried other methods, that is, just going to bed and not sleeping, not touching Wen Xingying, just closing his eyes and waiting, and when Wen Xingying fell asleep, he would quietly touch and hug that person, and do it by the way. Do something else, but student Ye never expected that even if he wanted to pull Wen Xingying who was asleep, he couldn't pull it at all. It seemed that the person's body was molded together with the bed, and he could still only hug him. Wen Xingying, if you want to do something else... that person will turn over and press him down when he falls asleep!
So now, no matter where classmate Ye went, he could clearly see the word "depressed" on his face. All the classmates and friends who had a good relationship with him had asked the reason, except Wen Xingying.

I used to represent the school to participate in the National Undergraduate Mathematical Modeling Contest and won the first prize. Maybe this event can still be found in the development history of the Mathematical Modeling Association.

Ye Linglan really went to investigate. Not only did she find out what the person said, but she also found that person's name on the list of previous presidents of the Mathematical Modeling Association.

This strengthened his belief that he would not lose to that person.

The person who was laughed at couldn't hold back, and said with force, "Hey, I haven't learned how to dance, so it's normal for me not to know how to dance."

"It's very normal, and I didn't say it was abnormal. Would you like me to perform a show for you?" Wen Xingying kicked while speaking, and the two legs became a straight line.

Ye Linglan: "..." Wife, can you save me some face?
But even though he behaved a bit embarrassingly, Ye Linglan danced happily. He is a green leaf, as long as his wife's red flower dances well.

Well, my wife's dance is really good. I think I used high heels to perform for him when I was at their house. In fact, my wife also taught him, because we need to dance at the party to get married, so Wen Xingying taught him. A ballroom dance, repeatedly emphasizing that no mistakes should be made.

"...Hey..." Miss Ye suddenly had an inspiration, yes, I... "I can dance, I can dance ballroom dancing!"

"..." Wen Xingying was so frightened by his voice that he almost shivered, moved closer and asked, "What?"

"I said I can dance ballroom dancing! Shall I show you one!" Ye Linglan shouted.

"..." This time Wen Xingying turned off the music and replaced it with normal lights, looking at him with some puzzlement, "You know how to dance ballroom dancing, can you do it yourself?"

"You can dance with me," Ye Linglan winked, "You should be able to dance, right?"

"Then who dances the women's step?"

"Of course it's you. Didn't I want to perform for you? Just cooperate with me." I said to my wife, don't protest, because you were the one who danced the women's step back then, because you were already my wife at that time.

"..." Wen Xingying took a deep breath, "I'll give you a hand, come on, if you can't dance well, just wait." 
"What are you doing?" Ye Linglan took a step back in fear.

"I won't give you dinner, you go right away!" Wen Xingying played another piece of music, and the dance music turned into an elegant waltz.

Then he walked up to Ye Linglan and stopped: "Come on."

The latter smiled, stepped forward to wrap his arms around his waist, and held his hand with the other hand.

This waist is still so slender and so soft, I have already felt it in the gym before.

Wen Xingying pursed her lips, and put her hands on his shoulders with great reluctance.

The two took steps at the same time.

Because of the similar height, Ye Linglan doesn't even need to lower her head, she can see those beautiful eyes by looking directly at him, black and white are distinct, looking forward to her, but unfortunately the other party doesn't care to look at him, her gaze slips here and there for a while, that's it. Can't get past his face.

The dance steps of the two are very harmonious, and the cooperation is quite tacit, which makes Ye Linglan a little proud. She really is a real wife, which is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

A lot of past events gradually emerged in his mind. The first time he met in the conference room, that person had a signature smile on his face, and his clear thinking and humorous conversation. When they had dinner together for the first time, the alienation finally faded away. It was also tainted with sincerity, and after the end of the project, I was really afraid that he would ignore him from now on, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes: "I don't care about you, it depends on my mood."...

He was a little embarrassed when he confessed, like a young boy who is in love with someone he likes and always feels afraid to speak, but he was very generous: "Okay, then let's be together." The heart was still there when the first kiss I'm dancing wildly, but I can't hold back the excitement. There are still many first times, the first marriage, the first honeymoon, the first time I wake up in a hotel by the sea in the Maldives, the warm sunshine Entering the room, I held his hand and said in his ear: "I love you."
There are so many beautiful memories that make people want to cry, but in front of them is the boy who is 17 years younger, still handsome and perfect, and still so pampered.

"Hey."

The person in front of him suddenly opened his mouth, which made Ye Linglan tremble with fright.

"I think your dance is pretty good. When did you learn it?" Wen Xingying looked at him at some point, but his expression didn't improve.

"I," Ye Linglan thought for a while, "I learned from my parents."

"Oh," Wen Xingying nodded, "Then they didn't teach you anything else?"

"Uh, no, the main thing is that they don't know anything else..." The more I say it, the more difficult it is to say, I am sorry to you, father and mother, I know that you can write calligraphy very well, and my mother can also do it playing the piano and zither...

"Oh."

It was nearly four o'clock when we came out of the disco, Wen Xingying looked at his watch, just in time to watch another movie before eating.

He still asked Ye Linglan what he wanted to see first.

The latter began to struggle again, what are the movies at this time?Westward Journey?heroic nature?Lost Tomb?Pirates of the Caribbean?

After much deliberation, I came up with one that would never go wrong: "Titanic."

"..." Wen Xingying was struck by a small landmine again.
When the two entered the movie room, the movie just started playing. Ye Linglan noticed that although the screen was not as big as a formal theater, it was not much different. There was only one row of seats, and the distance from the screen was equivalent to about four or five rows of theaters.

The two sat down. Ye Linglan had never watched the movie Titanic in such a way, and she was very interested.

Scientists are searching for the wreck of the Titanic in the deep sea and found a portrait of Ruth.

"I'll go, it's so beautiful!" Ye Linglan looked at the body sketch in amazement.

"..." Wen Xingying glanced at him, and tried not to speak.

Then the elderly Ruth saw the news on TV and was picked up by helicopter.

"Hey, do you know how that painting was painted?" Ye Linglan spoke again, and before Wen Xingying could reply, she continued, "Let me tell you, it wasn't painted at all, it seemed to be drawn by the actor Ruth." It was copied from a photo, and the actor was also wearing clothes when painting, of course for filming, she must not be completely naked."

"..." This time Wen Xingying was resisting the urge to kick him out, why didn't he know that this kid was so annoying when he was watching movies?

In fact, everyone who has watched the movie with Ye Linglan already knows this secret, it is his favorite...

Now it's Jack who has received the Titanic's ticket and is boarding the ship with his partner.

"Hey, do you know why the ship sank later?" Ye Linglan's voice sounded again, "I'll tell you, there are many reasons, first of all, the construction materials of his ship..."

"Shut up!" Wen Xingying finally couldn't help blurting out, "I'm so annoying, don't talk about it!"

"..." Ye Linglan flattened her mouth and stopped talking.

I feel so wronged, my wife, you think I'm annoying!
Talking endlessly is Ye Linglan's first characteristic when watching movies. Spoilers if he has seen it, and discussion if he hasn't seen it. Anyway, he will not be idle. Those who often watch movies with him are not like Wen Xingying Talk about him the same way, and when you meet Xiao Han, who is also talkative, you can still chat, so that he will find it fun.

But now that Wen Xingying doesn't let him speak, he can only...

Wen Xingying didn't hear Ye Linglan's voice for a while, which made him very happy. If he knew it, he should have stopped talking from the moment he came in. Who knew that this person still has such a stinking problem...

Unexpectedly, there was some other movement from the side soon, Wen Xingying looked over in bewilderment, only to realize that this person had fallen asleep lying on the armrest next to him!
Damn, I won't let you talk and I won't let you sleep either!What on earth are you here for! !

This is indeed Ye Linglan's second habit when watching movies, but basically no one knows about it, because it usually happens when he watches alone, and he will fall asleep after a while.

Once falling asleep, the brain can no longer control the body, and automatically slides down to find the most comfortable position.

Wen Xingying really wanted to throw this man outside and let him sleep on the ground, but of course he wouldn't do that, so he had to comfort himself and let him sleep, at least it was better than bullshitting himself.