Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

After taking care of his image, he came to the kitchen. He looked at the dumplings on the chopping board. There were a few dumplings in the front that were not very good. They were lying on the ground as if they had lost a battle. Like a general leading an army in battle.

He pointed to those in front and asked his mother: "Brother Wen made this?"

"Well," my mother nodded, "This is the first time for Xiaoye to make a bag. It's normal that the bag is not good. If you look at the later ones, his bag is almost the same as mine."

Ye Linglan couldn't help agreeing, the dumplings in the back were all very pretty, if I didn't tell them, I wouldn't know they were made by two people.

Can't help looking at the person whose expression has returned to calm, Ye Linglan has to say that this person is really amazing.

At this time, Wen Xingying was putting a wrapped dumpling on the table, took another wrapper, put it on the top, and began to pinch the edges skillfully. After a while, several folds appeared on half of the dumpling, and he pinched the other half again, Soon a dumpling that was as round as before was wrapped.

"Look, how good the bag is." Mother praised, "Ye Linglan, you can try it too."

"Okay." Ye Linglan cleared her throat and had no choice but to go into battle. 
Ye Linglan's level of making dumplings should be said to be not much worse than the one Wen Xingying made for the first time. Didn't Yan's mother let him try it when he was young, but later thought his skills were too poor to even bother to teach him, so he just made it in the future. He is not allowed to come, so it is basically the same as "no".At this time, Ye Linglan also took a piece of skin, and carefully added some depressions to the top, then closed the two sides together, and pinched all the surroundings to complete the work.

As soon as he put the wrapped dumplings on the table, it was more obvious than not to mention, it really was such a dwarf who came out of a large group of generals.

I heard the inner monologue of the other two in a daze: Well, this dumpling still has an advantage, that is, it is really wrapped, and it is guaranteed not to leak, but it is a pity that it does not look good, and it cannot stand up at all.

Yan's mother said to him with some helplessness: "You, I'd better let Brother Wen teach you well."

Ye Linglan blinked and looked at Wen Xingying. The man handed him a face helplessly, "Here."

"Thank you." Ye Linglan took it.

Wen Xingying started to explain to him while continuing to work: "Look, first fold the two sides in half, stick the end of this side to the front position, and then pinch the two sides towards the middle like this, so that the pleats come out, and the dumpling stuffing is all Put them together like this, and the bottom will bulge up."

After Wen Xingying finished speaking, the dumpling was also wrapped, and it was placed behind Ye Linglan's previous dumpling. Compared with the previous one, the three dumplings just formed a "concave".

Ye Linglan raised her hand and scratched her face, continued to pinch, and pinched the opposite sides well, even if pinched as he said, at most the sides would be stuck together, it still looked ugly, the wrapped one was still long and thin, it looked like nothing. have a full meal.

"It's not like this, it should be like this..." When Ye Linglan took another piece of skin and put it in the trap, Wen Xingying had already come behind him and taught him to pinch his fingers. Ye Linglan's mind went blank when her hands touched each other, the temperature on her face suddenly rose, and she froze on the spot without daring to move.

Yan's mother had already retreated at some point, and there were only the two of them left in the kitchen. Wen Xingying stood behind him with one hand stretched out in front of him, as if holding him in her arms.
"There is also this side, so..." Wen Xingying's hand was not very convenient when pinching the other side, he moved closer to Ye Linglan, and the other hand passed through his waist and held him The other hand pinched the other side, and soon a beautiful dumpling fell on Ye Linglan's palm, Wen Xingying's hand was holding his hand underneath, and still maintaining this posture, he asked him: "Yes, I will." Is it?"

Ye Linglan subconsciously wanted to answer, but when she raised her head, she saw Wen Xingying's face close at hand. The exquisite facial features fell into his sight without reservation. Ye Linglan suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere in the air became very subtle. Ye Linglan even heard the sound of her heart beating violently, thumping, thumping, it seemed that her hands and feet could no longer move, everything around her seemed to have disappeared, and only The two of them.

I don't know if it's my own illusion, but Ye Linglan seemed to see Wen Xingying's head move, and leaned towards him, Ye Linglan hurriedly straightened up and broke away from the man's embrace, his heartbeat was still very fast when he came back to his senses , raised his head to look at that person with some fear, the other person still had a flat expression, as if everything before was really just an illusion of Ye Linglan.

Whether it is a hallucination or not, they are in the kitchen now, and the mother is in the living room, and may look at them at any time, the two of them should not be too...
Naturally, Wen Xingying didn't approach him again, there was a distance of one meter between the two of them, Wen Xingying asked him again calmly: "Are you meeting?"

"Yes, yes." Ye Linglan said hurriedly.

Wen Xingying nodded, "Then go ahead, take care of yourself."

"it is good."

Ye Linglan took another dough, and it seemed that the person's touch still remained on his hand. He couldn't help but approached and whispered: "You really wanted to kiss me just now, didn't you?"

Wen Xingying glanced at him indifferently, "Even if I want to kiss, so what, you won't let me kiss."

"..." Ye Linglan turned her head to see if her mother was looking at her, stood on tiptoe and quickly kissed the man's lips, licked her lips with a smile and said: "This is the only way to do it now, the rest will wait for us to come back." Let's talk about the room."

Wen Xingying didn't speak.

After all the dumplings were wrapped, Wen Xingying steamed them in a pan, and then brought them to the dining table. There were two large plates. Ye Linglan looked at them, and although they were steamed, they could vaguely see the original shape. Those who were not good-looking must be Most of them were made by him. I still remember that the best ones he made just after the end were comparable to that person's early level.

Of course the taste of the dumplings is very good, whether it's because she did it herself or that person also did it, Ye Linglan feels like she can't get enough of it.

When clearing the table after dinner, Wen Xingying and Ye Linglan's parents proposed to take him home after Valentine's Day. Although they were very reluctant, they agreed, and Ye Linglan blushed slightly.

During the period before Valentine's Day, the two of them spent almost the same time as when Wen Xingying came to Ye Linglan's house last time. They often went out together to see the scenery of the city. The lake was covered with ice, most of the trees in the garden were only dead branches, and the playground was still full of tourists. Ye Linglan took a roller coaster ride with Wen Xingying on a whim, and then there was a long Time clings to that man like a koala.

The family went to Grandma Ye Linglan's house again on the fifth day of the lunar new year, and then the sixth day of the new year. The two of them stayed at home in the morning, and Wen Xingying took him out together in the afternoon to buy vegetables in the supermarket.

After staying at home for the past few days, the two of them have bought vegetables together quite often. On the one hand, Wen Xingying didn't want to make Yan's mother too tired, and on the other hand, her mother was also willing to let them choose what they wanted to eat, so whenever they needed to buy vegetables They all went together, but this time the situation was different, this time it was because Wen Xingying planned to cook dinner himself!
What my mother mentioned more than ten days ago is finally going to be put into practice now, but Ye Linglan can't help but feel emotional again, this person seems to be able to become a teacher before he has studied with his mother for long? ?

Wen Xingying asked him at the supermarket, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"...you can cook anything I want?" Ye Linglan couldn't believe it.

"That depends on whether you are deliberately embarrassing me," Wen Xingying pinched his face, "I can only cook home-cooked food."

Ye Linglan: "...Okay." Then home cooking...

Ye Linglan didn't really embarrass that person, so he chose a few favorite foods. Of course, he couldn't wait to taste more of this person's handicrafts, so he chose a lot of dishes. At the end of the checkout, a bag was full. Enough to make seven or eight tricks.

On the way, Ye Linglan asked that person: "Do you want me to help you when you go back?"

Wen Xingying was carrying the bag of things by himself, and asked blankly, "What will you do?"

"Wash vegetables." Ye Linglan cleared her throat.

"Okay, then go back and wash it for me." Wen Xingying didn't refuse either.

So when he got home, Ye Linglan took out all the dishes and started to wash them. Wen Xingying started to process them after he washed them. Ye Linglan took a look. Wen Xingying's knife skills should be said to be good, and the slices can be made as thin as possible. Even, the speed is not too slow, he couldn't help sighing: "Your learning ability is really strong enough."

He did notice that Wen Xingying often went to the kitchen and the mother to study these days, and occasionally practiced by himself. Of course, the problem was that the time was too short, and it was not easy to practice to this level.

Ye Linglan didn't react when she heard the compliment, and continued to concentrate on her own work.

Soon all the ingredients were processed, Wen Xingying took out the oil, and said to Ye Linglan: "You should wait outside, there is too much oil smoke here."

"No need," Ye Linglan said, "I'll stay here with you."

He is not afraid of oil fumes, of course he is not afraid, not to mention he also wants to appreciate his appearance when cooking.

Ye Linglan smiled and took the apron to help the man around.

Wen Xingying's expression when cooking is of course quite serious and focused, and his technique is also very skillful. Although his 1.8-meter tall man is a little bit out of line with an apron, it also adds a rare sense of warmth. Ye Linglan felt that the more she watched him cook, the more she wanted to hug him from behind.

This idea was realized when the person finished frying the last dish. Wen Xingying set up the plate and wanted to order the person to start serving the dishes, but suddenly something was wrapped around his waist, and when he looked down, he saw two arms.

Ye Linglan embraced the man's waist, pressed her cheek against his back, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

Wen Xingying put down the plate helplessly, held his hand, and said after a while: "Have you hugged enough? It's time to eat. The dishes are getting cold."

Ye Linglan took a deep breath, the unique aura on his body was very fascinating, and the feeling of holding him like this was too good, the voice when speaking seemed to come from her ears, it was a very magical experience.

"I haven't hugged enough yet." Ye Linglan's nasal voice seemed to be coquettish.

"Then go back to your room after dinner and continue." Wen Xingying said helplessly, "It won't be good when your parents come out and see us like this."

"...Okay." Ye Linglan had no choice but to let go reluctantly.