Looking at the only orderly space that was cleaned up, Mu Yejue couldn't help but sigh in his heart Wen Lan's attitude towards life, no matter what he was, Wen Lan was so meticulous.

At this time, Wen Lan was busy in the kitchen, she was wearing a simple apron, and her beautiful back was walking around the kitchen.

Lord Makmu couldn't sit still, so he got up from the couch and went to the kitchen.

"Need my help?" The Lord of the Pasture stood behind Wen Lan and cautiously inquired about Wen Lan, who was busy.

Let the Nightlord help him? Wen Lan, who heard this, was simply angry and funny. The angry thing is that Mu Ye Jue's dead face is not a gentleman at all, and the funny thing is that this sentence came out of Mu Ye Jue's mouth, and Wen Lan felt like a joke.

Could it be that this baby, who grew up in the palm of the hand of the herdsman since he was a child, can also cook and make soup? Can you still do chores for others in the kitchen? If Lord Mu Ye really would, it would really be the most strange thing Wen Lan had seen in the past year.

Wen Lan glanced at Lord Mu Ye, expressing her speechlessness.

Mu Yejue looked at Wen Lan, who was rolling his eyes at him, and suddenly didn't understand why.

I kindly want to help her, what does she mean by that?

"Are you busy alone?" Lord Nightshade asked.

"Thank you for your kindness, you better go over and sit down, I don't want people to help me, the more I help, the more I help." Wen Lan said to Mu Yejue while choosing the dish, and blinked.

Hearing the phrase "more helping, more helping" Mu Yejue understood what Wen Lan meant, and it turned out that he thought that he would not know anything and would only help him.

Lord Shepherd snorted coldly, "I won't? You see I'm so smart and clever, what is there that I can only know if you say it? "

Sure enough, men are narcissistic and there really is nothing wrong with women.

Wen Lan, who heard what Mu Ye Jue said, thought that more things were better than less, so she pushed all the dishes that had not been washed in front of Mu Ye Jue in front of Mu Ye Jue, and asked Mu Ye Jue to take them all and wash them.

"Okay, since you can't sit still, then you go and wash all this." Wen Lan pushed over the vegetables in the basket in front of her, and motioned for the Lord of the Pasture to wash them before bringing them in.

Mu Yejue, who received the order, was very obedient and took out the dishes and washed them carefully, not letting go of one leaf at a time, and carefully cleaned them several times before sending them to Wen Lan.

After doing this, Mu Yejue returned to the sofa, he relaxed in the sofa, sniffing the smell that belonged to Wen Lan, thinking about their future life, smiled unconsciously, and gently closed his eyes.

The kitchen is the smell of all kinds of delicacies, and the living room is Wen Lan's most commonly used daily life, all of which are related to Wen Lan, if the first person he sees when he wakes up in the future is Wen Lan, that is the most satisfying thing for Mu Yejue.

"Lord Murphy, serve the food yourself." Wen Lan, who was busy, cleaned up the messy kitchen and asked Lord Mu Ye to help her get the plates.

Wen Lan took the opportunity to miss a hand, although it was not very rich, but three or five dishes were enough to reflect Wen Lan's exquisite cooking skills.

"Come on, let me come." When the Lord heard the call, he opened his closed eyes and hurried to the kitchen.

At the end, he didn't forget to quip: "It's really a knife mouth tofu heart, don't you still make such a big table of delicious food for me to eat?" "

Wen Lan, who was ridiculed, stepped on Mu Yejue coldly, glared at him fiercely, and felt that this person was really cheap and behaved.

"If you don't eat it, I'll pour it early, and if you eat it, close your mouth." Wen Lan was expressionless and said in a cold voice.

But Shepherd Night Lord was not upset by these words, because he knew that Wen Lan was actually not so resistant to him in his heart, even if she said all kinds of unpleasant things in her mouth, but her actions had already told Mu Yejue the truth.

He still knows Wen Lan.

In the end, the two finished the meal in harmony.

Wen Lan, who had just finished cleaning up the plates, came out and said to Mu Yejue, who was watching TV on the sofa: "I've eaten and eaten, you should go." "

Looking at Mu Yejue lying comfortably in front of him in his favorite position, Wen Lan was angry and had nowhere to go, thinking in his heart that this man was really shameless, would he still have to watch a movie when he ate and drank?

Mu Yejue just smiled when he listened to Wen Lan's eviction order, and then raised his Erlang legs.

"Good people do it to the end, since they all cook for me and I'm afraid that I'll be hungry, aren't you afraid that I will be on the streets?" Mu Yejue teased Wen Lan who was huffing in front of him.

Out on the streets? She Wen Lan still cares if the Lord of the Pastor will live on the streets?

Even if he is living on the streets, I don't know how many little girls want to take Mu Yejue home, and I wish I could take him care and let him be honest and white.

"What am I afraid of, I don't care so much about you, I am forced to cook for you and be helpless, who made you thick-skinned and soft, grinding and hard bubbles, crying, making trouble and hanging yourself?"

If it weren't for the fact that Lord Mu Ye had to eat here, wouldn't it be that Wen Lan would have left him to eat? It's just that I want to eat alone, so let's eat together.

Hearing this, Lord Mu Yejue immediately darkened his face, this woman really can't speak, why is her good image in front of her gone?

The Lord of the Pastor said coldly: "I just don't leave, you can't convince me." "

As soon as the words fell, he picked up the remote control on the coffee table and changed it to his favorite column.

"I still need to convince you? This is my house, if you don't leave, I will have to call the police. "

Wen Lan thought about it for a while, and felt that this was the only way to deal with this kind of person, and ordinary cruel words were useless to Mu Yejue.

But what Wen Lan didn't expect was that Lord Mu Ye was not frightened.

"You report, I see who dares to sentence the Mujia Muye Lord to break into the house and arrest me." Not to mention anything else, in this area, his reputation as a shepherd is resounding in the sky, and I'm afraid no one dares to touch him easily.

When Wen Lan heard him say this, she didn't prepare to talk to him anymore, but just sat aside and looked at her phone.

After a long time, Wen Lan was still indifferent.

Seeing Wen Lan's indifference, Mu Yejue snatched the mobile phone from Wen Lan's hand, "Okay, you can do it, then I really won't leave, do you think it's good to sleep at your house?" Do you have enough quilts? "

Seeing that Wen Lan didn't say a word, Mu Yejue had no choice but to step forward and snatch her mobile phone.

Wen Lan, who was robbed of her mobile phone, didn't yell, just looked at Mu Yejue indifferently, and said after a while: "Okay, you sleep well at my house, I'll call Grandma Mu later and tell her that you are here, so that she won't worry." Of course, if you don't want to be embarrassed, you can also choose to go back. "

At the mention of this, the Lord of the Shepherd was stunned.

Wen Lan was threatening him with her grandmother, because for the two of them, her grandmother had always been an obstacle between them.

After so long, Wen Lan still can't get out of this hurdle in her heart.

"Wen Lan, in fact, grandma doesn't hate you that much." Shepherd Nightlord put down the phone he had just snatched, and his tone suddenly became deep.

Wen Lan, who heard him say this, snorted coldly in her heart, but there was no wave on the surface.

She was silent for a moment before she spoke, "I know, what does she hate about me?" She just hates me being with you, I being in contact with you, right. "

Thinking of the bits and pieces of the past, Wen Lan felt extremely ridiculous. If you have to say that Grandma Mu doesn't hate her, then it can only be said that Grandma Mu hates her talking to Mu Yejue, and hates the connection between the two of them, as long as the two of them are tied together, Grandma Mu hates it from the bottom of her heart.

Wen Lan ...... I know that my grandmother has hurt you by these actions of you, but she must not know you to do this to you, and I promise that it will not be long before she will change her mind about you again. Lord Mu Ye carefully explained, calming Wen Lan's heart.

But Wen Lan, who heard this, didn't feel very happy, "You don't have to promise, and I don't have to let her change my opinion of me, I'm like that, what else do I need to change again?" "

The words are full of sarcasm.

"Wen Lan, why don't we put these things aside, let's talk about ourselves, okay?"

Lord Mu Ye felt that the misunderstanding between them was too deep, and if he didn't explain it well and peel off the layers of paper, he and Wen Lan didn't know how long it would be to stalemate.

Have a good chat?

Wen Lan smiled to herself, how long had it been since she had a good chat with Lord Mu Yejue, it had been a long time, the two had been fighting each other for tat, and they had never sat down calmly. Well spoken.

"What is there to talk about, we have come to this point between us, and it is nonsense to talk more."

The Lord of the Pasture, who was sentenced to death, was even more unwilling.

"You can firmly deny me, but you can't deny our relationship, I hope you don't be too sensible, do you think these are the results you want? Could it be that ours was once what you wanted? Isn't there a glimmer of nostalgia? "

Wen Lan was brought into deep memories by the words of the Lord of the Pasture.

When they think about it, they used to be very happy.

"Wen Lan, I promise that I will never let you suffer these grievances again, whether you are together or not, these are what I owe you, and I will definitely protect you well in the future."

Lord Nightshade swore firmly.

Wen Lan thought about it, since Lord Mu Yejue's attitude was already so sincere, why not talk to him properly.

After all, many knots can be untied as long as they are clearly explained.

It should be regarded as giving the Lord of the Pastor a chance, and also giving himself a chance.

"Okay, then let me ask you, if your grandmother is determined to stop it, will you listen to her?"

It's not that she wants to compare who is more important, Wen Lan just wants to know if Lord Shepherd will give up on herself for this.

When Mu Yejue heard this, he didn't think about it, so he answered Wen Lan directly: "I won't, family affection is family affection, love is love, I can make it clear." Wen Lan, you have to believe me, I have never been that kind of person. "

For him, grandma is important, but it is only family affection, and he will not give up love in order to stabilize family affection.

"You can say that, I know you're telling the truth. Actually, to be honest, I don't hate you that much, and sometimes I even want to repeat the same mistakes with you. "

Wen Lan smiled helplessly.