Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

Wen Xingying held back her anger, "In the future, before your cooking skills improve, you will either come to my house for dinner, or let me cook for you. Now, follow me to the supermarket."

He was about to leave after he finished speaking, but Ye Linglan hurried over and grabbed him, "It's a shame to go to your house to eat, and it's even more inappropriate to ask you to cook for me. I'm used to eating my own dishes, so you don't have to worry about it." .”

Wen Xingying looked at him for a few seconds, as if he was talking a thousand words, but he really only said a few words, "Follow me to the supermarket."

He took the lead and left, Ye Linglan had no choice but to follow behind, thinking in his heart, this young master's temper is really saying that the wind is the rain, which makes people a little overwhelmed.

The supermarket Wen Xingying mentioned was a department store in the southern district, it was located very close, and it was a store that Wen Xingying frequented.The two were walking on the road, but Wen Xingying didn't speak, keeping a cold face.Seeing him like this, Ye Linglan's brain raced to think of something to coax him.

"Well, what do you want to eat?" Ye Linglan racked her brains to think of something.

Wen Xingying didn't even look at him, let alone speak.

"Uh, the weather is fine today."

It was already dark at this time, the street lights on the street were turned on, the night sky was deep and strange, the clouds were rolling, and the wind was very cool, blowing on the face made people feel comfortable, if the previous things were not so stupid, Wen Xingying would be very happy I am happy to go out for a walk with the people around me on such a night.

But now...

Now Wen Xingying is very hungry, and even in a bad mood, the culprit next to him keeps saying some things that can't be done.

Wen Xingying ignored him and continued walking, but felt his hand being held again.

"Are you still angry with me?" The man's tone was very impatient.

Wen Xingying turned her head to look at him, but her footsteps didn't stop.

In fact, to be honest, Wen Xingying was not angry with him, because he had done nothing wrong, and if Wen Xingying's current appearance was seen by others, he would be shocked, it was hard to imagine, People who have always shown themselves in front of others with a cool temperament will also make such willful behaviors.

Wen Xingying kept silent, and Ye Linglan couldn't find a topic to talk about. The two of them were silent all the way, but their hands were always holding each other. There were not many pedestrians on the road now, and it was night, so no one gave them a second look.

At the entrance of the supermarket, Wen Xingying stopped and said softly, "Let go of your hands first."

He finally said something that made Ye Linglan a little dazed, and immediately withdrew his hand, not knowing why, now the movement of shaking his hand is becoming more and more proficient.

After entering the supermarket, Wen Xingying took a shopping cart. Ye Linglan hurried to the other side and asked him to push it. Wen Xingying gave him half of the space, so they pushed it together.

Wen Xingying looks at them now, is it particularly easy to cause misunderstandings by others?

Walking into the food area, Wen Xingying said again, "I'll cook it for you this time, so just tell me what you want to eat."

Ye Linglan was stunned again, "Well, I can eat anything."

Wen Xingying ignored him, chose some dishes by himself, and then the two left the supermarket together.

Ye Linglan held the vegetables in his hands, and the two walked side by side, Wen Xingying fell silent again, Ye Linglan finally understood that it is so difficult to make the young master beside him smile and talk, why has he never discovered it before?

This time Ye Linglan didn't hold his hand, but put his hand on his shoulder, and embraced him, "Even if you are angry with me, don't be angry until now, or tell me what to do." not angry?"

This kind of intimate behavior made Wen Xingying's heart tremble slightly, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He actually felt a faint sweetness in his heart. The people around him really cared about his mood.

Wen Xingying is Sfei Kete's prince. He has been flattered and flattered by many people since he was a child, but he has never really cared about his emotions, and no one will be so close to him.

At this moment, he was even thinking, if he kept silent, would the people around him take the trouble to keep asking.

After all, Wen Xingying didn't do that, sighed softly, and looked at the people around him, "I'm not angry, it's just that I'm not in a good mood."

When he said this, Ye Linglan finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "You have such a big temper, who will marry you in the future? Girls always need others to coax you. Who has the patience to coax you?"

Wen Xingying glanced at him, "Who wants a girl to coax, if I get married, I will treat my wife very well."

Ye Linglan nodded with a "sudden realization", but she thought in her heart that the young master who just ignored him for nearly half an hour just didn't know who it was.

"Also," Ye Linglan continued, "From what you say, it seems that you often coax girls, isn't it?"

I can't help but wonder, does he already have a girlfriend?What kind of woman does he like?
"That's not true," Ye Linglan said, "I've never had a girlfriend, I heard that from my roommate. As for you, you must have never been attracted to a girl since you were young, have you?" Ye Linglan smirked This looked at the people around him.

Wouldn't it be a shame and a shame for the dignified prince of Sifei Kete to be said one day that he has never been favored by girls?
Wen Xingying stared at him, "Since I was a child, people who have written me love letters can be lined up from Nantianmen to Beitianmen."

This way, like a child who is eager to prove his ability, Ye Linglan had to hold back his laughter again.

Rubbed his hair with his hands, and put them back on his shoulders, "Oh? Then you said it yourself. On the day you get married, I will tell your wife these words and let her measure the north and south Tianmen. How far is the distance, how many people can stand, and how many days will I not give you food, what do you think?"

I don't know whether it was his actions or his words, which made Wen Xingying blush a little, turned his face away, and lowered his head slightly, it was rare for Wen Xingying not to refute.

Ye Linglan was a little surprised, and patted him lightly, "Aren't you afraid that I will really do that?"

"No," Wen Xingying didn't raise his head, his voice lowered a bit, "Hurry up, I'm very hungry."

"Oh." Ye Linglan quickened his pace together with him. In fact, Ye Linglan never said that he was hungry for as long as that person.

Back at Ye Linglan's house, it was nearly seven o'clock. Wen Xingying, who had already taken a walk for a long time, could only comfort himself that it didn't matter if he took a walk earlier. Time is even more powerless.

Ye Linglan went to wash the vegetables very consciously, and made Wen Xingying very satisfied. He wanted to finish the rest of the work by himself, but unexpectedly, the man stopped him, picked up a knife and started cutting vegetables.

Wen Xingying has been watching him from the side.

He was very focused on chopping vegetables, his bangs drooped slightly, making his eyes look dark, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, I don't know if he didn't notice the expression at this time.

His movements are very skilled, the coordination of his hands is very tacit, and his knife skills are proficient, as if he has practiced for a long time. The vegetables he cut are placed there, and they are already mouth-watering without processing them.

After Ye Linglan chopped all the vegetables, she finally noticed his gaze, and she couldn't help smiling, "Why do you look stupid? Are you fascinated by me?"

Wen Xingying was startled, and hurriedly looked away, really, why did he look at him for so long just now?His heart was beating wildly, and he still said stubbornly: "Who, who is fascinated by you, that, fix it, I'm going to start."

After finishing speaking, Wen Xingying put a pot on the stove and lit it.

"Wait a minute," Ye Linglan went to the table on the other side of the stove and took an apron, "Put this on, don't get your clothes dirty."

This kind of apron is very suitable for couples to cultivate their love in the kitchen. At this time, Ye Linglan didn't think too much about it. He naturally walked behind Wen Xingying, put the apron in front of him, put the strap on his head, and then His hands slid down to his waist to hold the other two straps, Wen Xingying raised his arms subconsciously, Ye Linglan's hands went around his waist, and tied the straps behind him.

At this time, Wen Xingying's heartbeat increased again, and his face was blushing. The action of that person just now really seemed to hug him from behind. Such an intimate distance made him at a loss.

However, that person's ambiguous actions have not stopped.

Ye Linglan put her hands on Wen Xingying's waist, slightly lowered her body and approached his head, smiling, "Look how cute that little bear is, I chose it on purpose."

He didn't intend to tease Wen Xingying, and he didn't think much about making these actions, but Wen Xingying's body was already stiff and unable to make another move.

Ye Linglan put down her hands, straightened up, saw that the pot had boiled dry, and said, "Okay, I won't disturb you anymore, I'll go out first."

Wen Xingying didn't respond to him, but also started to move, but she was always a little absent-minded, and the feeling of him hugging her just now always appeared in her mind.

The dishes that Ye Linglan cooked before had been put in the refrigerator by him. Now that Wen Xingying's dishes were put on the table, they were really delicious, and Ye Linglan's stomach groaned at the right time.

Ye Linglan's cooked rice is still hot, Wen Xingying put two bowls of rice on the table, Ye Linglan can't wait to start eating.

After eating the dishes made by Wen Xingying, he finally had a feeling that he was obviously a man, why did that man have such good craftsmanship, and the things he made were so disgusting?
His appearance made Wen Xingying bow his head and smile, as if he hadn't felt such warmth and sweetness during a meal for a long time.

"Fine, just leave it to me to be the chef in the future." Ye Linglan ate happily, and said this without thinking.

Wen Xingying's heart trembled, but her face remained calm, "Oh? Then, how much is the monthly salary? Is there food and housing included?"

"This..." Ye Linglan looked at him and quickly realized, "Hey, I'm sorry I was joking."

If Wen Xingying really made him a cook, I'm afraid that Wen Xingying's old man would come and chop himself with a knife if Wen Xingying was not doing well.

After the two had a good meal, Ye Linglan consciously cleaned up the dishes, and Wen Xingying followed him to the kitchen, "I meant it before, you can come to my house to eat with me or let me cook for you. I'm at home I usually eat alone, and my parents are not at home, so you don’t have to be restrained when you go. As for my identity, it’s just a name, and I have never felt that I am superior to others. You are considered subordinate."

When he said that, Ye Linglan couldn't help but pause.That's right, Wen Xingying has always been very kind to him. He has a little temper as a young master, but he never puts on airs, and there is nothing unpleasant about his personality. If that person regards him as a subordinate, what's the matter? Would condescend to come to his house to cook?What about him, does he regard Wen Xingying as the company's prince?
Honestly, neither.Just ask, who dares to hold a prince's hand casually, and even talk to him shoulder to shoulder, no matter how big or small, even if he doesn't flatter him, he should at least stay away from it.The relationship between Ye Linglan and Wen Xingying has always been approached as equals, even if he brought her to his home as a guest today, it was entirely because he regarded him as a friend.