In a luxurious villa.

The beautiful courtyard, the fountain jet, the environment is quiet.

In a warm and small room, on a snow-white bed, the woman's long eyelashes fluttered, and she opened a pair of beautiful and pure big eyes.

Ye Weilan sat up.

There was a faint sound outside, she had long hair, wore home slippers, carefully moved to a wheelchair, drove into the kitchen, and saw her clean beauty with her sleeves rolled up, concentrating on cooking, cool and white, and with a bit of the appearance of fireworks in the world, beautiful to the extent of the sky.

Miss Ye blinked her eyes and secretly drooled for a while, feeling that she must not have woken up, otherwise how could she see Qi Meiren peeling the beard of lobsters one by one with those slender and white hands?

She stood in a daze, Qi Ye waited for a while, and seeing that her daughter-in-law still didn't mean to come in, she turned her head and asked, "Are you tired?" ”

Ye Weilan touched her face and walked in with a wheelchair: "Qi Ye, what are you doing?" ”

"Cook."

"I know you're cooking, I mean—" She paused, "Why did you suddenly think to cook?" ”

What he wants to eat, she can cook it, although it is a little harder, but it is not even difficult to cook.

"There's no reason for you to keep serving me." Qi Ye said a word without replying, and began to concentrate on chopping vegetables.

Miss Ye was embarrassed.

Although she had similar fantasies, was it too hard for him to be a dark king, and he had to learn how to cook in addition to fighting?

There was a soft chair in the kitchen, presumably for her, Ye Weilan slowly moved over and sat down, touching her chin and staring at his beauty carefully.

"Which one to put in the fried vegetables and mushrooms first?"

"Mushrooms."

In other words, although Qi Meiren is not particularly good at cooking, she can't cook any "dark dishes", the seafood has to be cleaned and cleaned, and he can still distinguish between firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, all of which come from Miss Ye's previous training.

"How do you boil fish soup?"

"Boil the soup first, marinate the fish, chop it into pieces, just boil the water and put it in the soup, don't make too much fire."

……

For a whole morning, Qi Meiren was grinding in the kitchen, Ye Weilan watched him busy back and forth with a smile, his cheeks, which were always white and flawless, were stained with powdered sugar, and his jade-like clear and cool skin looked ...... Seductive......

Her husband is herself, and there is no reason to be teasing well, so Miss Ye stood up with crooked eyebrows and stepped forward at the speed of stepping on ants.

Qi Ye looked at her: "Madam, what are you doing?" ”

"You've got something on your face."

Qi Ye raised his eyebrows.

"Don't move." Ye Weilan stood on tiptoe with a smile, hugged his neck, stretched out the tip of her pink tongue, licked his cheeks, and then sighed comfortably: "It's so sweet." “

Qi Ye put down the plate in his hand for the time being, gently hugged his daughter-in-law's waist, and his starry eyes condensed with a smile: "I don't mind if you lick it a little longer." ”

"I don't like sweets." Ye Weilan said.

"Then you like it-" The dark eyes bent slightly, and the corners of Qi Ye's lips raised a charming arc.

"Like you." Ye Weilan's red lips curled and leaned forward again.

After a busy morning, Qi Ye brought the last plate of hot and sour shredded potatoes to the table.

Ye Weilan's beautiful big eyes swept from one end of the table to the other, and she took a deep breath.