King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

Outside, the sun shone brightly, and the azure sky looked almost unreal, like a painting in a scroll.

Spring has truly arrived, and temperatures are gradually rising. People are starting to wear jeans and miniskirts.

Her long, alluring, snow-white legs were exposed, captivating all who looked at her.

However, Ye Lan wasn't in the mood to watch.

Girls who dare to wear mini skirts and jeans usually have hot figures, and some of them do have nice, long, white legs.

But compared to the person in her own family, there is still a considerable gap.

Ye Lan has never been interested in skinny, bony legs; he prefers legs with a bit of flesh on the thighs.

First of all, the feel of the two is not in the same league.

Whenever Ye Lan was tired from work, she would rest her head on Lin Xueyao's lap and take a nice nap.

It's soft, like resting your head on a pillow made of water.

Today is Valentine's Day, and there are quite a few couples coming and going on the streets.

Seeing this, Ye Lan unconsciously quickened her pace, wanting to go back quickly and spend some precious time with Lin Xueyao that belonged only to the two of them.

Lin Xueyao strode back to her rented room, where she was already dressed.

She wore a snow-white T-shirt on her upper body, her chest bulging like a ripe ear of wheat, heavy and seemingly about to burst out at any moment.

The buttons on his chest seemed like peerless heroes suppressing foreign tribes, dutifully preventing the evil within from gushing out.

Her snow-white swan neck had a perfect curve, and her delicate features were still radiant and charming without any makeup. A green gemstone earring adorned her snow-white and lustrous earlobes, giving her a refined and demure look.

She paired it with a brown plaid pencil skirt, which accentuated her slender waist and full, rounded breasts, like a ripe peach. Her long, fair legs were so alluring that one wanted to touch them.

Lin Xueyao blinked, her curled eyelashes trembling slightly, her expression obedient and cute, as if waiting for Ye Lan's praise.

Ye Lan looked her up and down, then stroked her chin. "It just doesn't feel right."

Lin Xueyao pouted her pink cherry lips, looking unhappy.

Ye Lan got up and walked towards Lin Xueyao's wardrobe, a refreshing fragrance wafting towards her.

After searching for a while, Ye Lan finally took out a pair of white stockings that went past her knees.

She placed it in Lin Xueyao's hands with a smile, "Wearing this will make you perfect."

Lin Xueyao glanced at Ye Lan with shame and indignation. Sure enough, men still prefer stockings to bare legs.

Ye Lan felt that both had their own unique characteristics, but the sun was too strong today, and he was worried that Lin Xueyao's legs would get tanned.

That's why I thought of using white stockings to cover it up.

Lin Xueyao took off her shoes and white socks, revealing ten pink and white toes.

"Ye Lan, isn't today Valentine's Day? Why are we going out on a date?"

Ye Lan froze upon hearing this, then sat up straight.

"Big socks, is this still Chinese?"

"You yourself said it was Valentine's Day, that's why you went on a date!"

As Lin Xueyao put on her stockings, she continued to express her doubts, "But shouldn't Valentine's Day be spent with your lover?"

"Aren't you my lover?" Ye Lan was completely confused.

Lin Xueyao gently shook her head, "Isn't a mistress a third party? I'm your girlfriend, so I can't be considered a mistress."

Hearing this, Ye Lan finally understood what Lin Xueyao was struggling with.

I strongly suggest changing Valentine's Day to Couples' Day.

Lin Xueyao put on her white stockings, put the ice cream into the lunchbox, and suddenly looked up and asked, "Ye Lan, do you have a lover?"

"Not now, but who knows, maybe in the future," Ye Lan grinned.

"Ye Lan, you're a bad guy."

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Ye Lan and Lin Xueyao came downstairs, holding hands and interlocking their fingers, feeling the warmth from each other's palms.

A gentle breeze blew by, but the scene of the skirt fluttering in the wind that I had imagined did not appear.

Because Lin Xueyao was wearing a bodycon skirt, the hem of which fits tightly to the sides of the thighs and is unlikely to be blown up by the wind.

If your pencil skirt is blown up by the wind, you're practically flying away too.

Today, because it's Valentine's Day, all the well-known restaurants are packed, with countless couples queuing outside.

Ye Lan dislikes crowded environments and finds queuing extremely tedious.

Therefore, their date location was neither a Western restaurant, nor a coffee shop, nor an amusement park.

The two simply held hands and strolled around, occasionally teasing the tabby cat sunbathing by the flowerbeds and bushes.

Dating isn't just about eating, drinking, and having fun; it's enough for two people to be together, stroll around, and enjoy each other's company.

Fortunately, Lin Xueyao only wanted Ye Lan to be by her side and had no objection to it.

This saved Ye Lan a lot of trouble.

"Meow."

Lin Xueyao held a cat treat in one hand and fed the stray cat. Her slender fingers gently poked the cat's soft belly, and a happy smile spread across her face.

A gentle breeze blew by, and her hair spread out like silk, its surface shimmering with gold under the sunlight.

Ye Lan stared at her profile, completely mesmerized.

The curves of her neck and jaw are smooth and natural, and the proportions of her facial features are flawless, as if Nuwa used the most sophisticated instruments in the world when she sculpted her.

Her fair skin glowed slightly red under the sunlight, and her skin was as smooth as a peeled egg, with no visible pores.

Every frown and smile, her thick, curled eyelashes fluttering slightly like butterfly wings, stirred Ye Lan's heartstrings.

Ye Lan lay on the lawn beside the flower bed, quietly enjoying this hard-won leisure time.

Just as Lin Xueyao was happily playing with the cat, her phone rang.

Ye Lan turned her head curiously to look at the other person.

Lin Xueyao doesn't have many friends, and her relatives don't call her, so this phone call is a bit intriguing.

Moreover, it's Valentine's Day, such a sensitive holiday.

The moment Lin Xueyao picked up the phone, her beautiful eyes immediately brightened.

Ye Lan's lips twitched at the sight, and she sneered inwardly, "Heh, just as I thought."

Just as he was about to question her, Lin Xueyao suddenly said to Ye Lan, "It's Auntie's call!"

Ye Lan was taken aback. "Auntie? Which auntie?"

"Your mother!"

"Lin Xueyao, how could you insult me?!"

“It really is your mother.” Lin Xueyao pouted, her beautiful eyes flashing with grievance.

When I answered the phone, I could indeed hear my mother, Ms. Zhang Fengxia, on the other end.

It wasn't anything serious; they just wanted to ask Lin Xueyao if she was well-fed and warmly dressed, and whether Ye Lan had bullied her.

Lin Xueyao responded to each question in a gentle tone.

Ye Lan realized that she had been overthinking things. A rich heiress worth over 100 million yuan could be happy for a long time just by eating the noodles she made herself. How could she possibly cheat on her husband?

He had long been an indispensable part of her life.

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P.S.: I'd like to ask all you godfathers to use your lucky hands to send me two free gifts.