The three of them sat down in the private room, with stunning looks and extraordinary temperament, and the waiter couldn't help but take a few more looks.

But the hand movement does not stop, and the menu is placed on the table.

Lan Zhong pushed the menu down in front of Lan Yuesheng, "Lan Shao." ”

Lan Yuesheng took it, picked up the pen and hooked a few dishes: deciduous pipa shrimp, white jade jade, flower tofu, shredded sweet potato, chopped pepper fish head, honey sauce barbecued pork, lotus leaf chicken, and finally ordered a mushroom stewed pigeon soup.

Then she handed it to Ji Qinghe, she glanced over and was silent.

For nothing else, these dishes ordered by Lan Yuesheng are all her favorite foods.

Could it be that he tastes the same as hers?

Ji Qinghe was shocked, didn't dare to think about it anymore, and silently put the menu back.

Lan Yuesheng raised his eyes, "You don't order?" ”

"No need," Ji Qinghe shook his head, a little hesitant, "You have already ordered what I ordered." ”

Lan Yuesheng also seemed surprised, "Your taste is the same as mine?" ”

Ji Qinghe Yanyan, although he doesn't want to admit it, seems to be like this at the moment.

"It's okay, if we eat together in the future, we don't have to worry about not being able to eat a piece."

Lan Yuesheng said.

Ji Qinghe: ......

Lan Zhong glanced at the menu, and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood: Lan Shao, don't you don't eat tofu? And honey? Say yes, don't eat sweet! The most perverted thing is that you don't eat fish at all, okay? What's going on with this chopped pepper fish head!

Xu is Lan Zhong's expression was too frightened and tangled, which caused Lan Yuesheng and Ji Qinghe to cast their eyes at him.

Lan Yuesheng's gaze moved lightly and fell on him, "You don't order either?" ”

As soon as Lan Zhong wanted to open his mouth, he heard Lan Yuezhong say again, "It's okay, seven dishes and one soup, three people are enough." ”

Lan Zhong roared in his heart, but he didn't have enough to eat!

However, he didn't dare to say these words even if he gave him two lives, didn't he see that Lan Shao was pleasing his little wife now? If he says that, he's going to be beaten!

The restaurant was served quickly, and in less than half an hour, all the dishes were ready.

As soon as Ji Qinghe picked up the chopsticks, Lan Yuesheng first filled a bowl of soup and put it in front of her, "This chef has good skills, you should like it." ”

When she was at home before, she basically didn't have to do anything to serve vegetables and soup, she was only responsible for eating.

But now it's different, the object has been changed to Lan Yuesheng, and Ji Qinghe actually has a feeling of being flattered.

"Thank you, no need, I'll just come by myself."

Lan Yuesheng's movements paused in the air, his eyes fell on her, and his gaze was as silent as snow.

Ji Qinghe raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

He suppressed the depression in his heart, forget it, don't worry about a little girl.

"Since you and I are married, we don't need to be so polite. Although it is a contract, but it is heard by outsiders, wouldn't it be a gang? ”

When he said this, Ji Qinghe also realized that it was inappropriate for him to do so.

But, you're welcome, so what?

Lan Yuesheng sighed, "Get rid of you and call your name." Lan Yuesheng, my name. ”

"Oh." Ji Qinghe nodded.

Lan Zhong on the side stared at the boss in disbelief.

What is a contract? Goofs? Isn't it really married?

Lan Zhong, who had eaten a meal, wanted to speak and stopped, scratching his heart with a hundred claws.

In the blink of an eye, the bowl in front of Ji Qinghe was piled up like a hill.

Seeing that Lan Yue was still serving her vegetables, she hurriedly stopped her, "No need, mine is enough, you can eat it yourself." ”

Lan Yuesheng saw that she couldn't put her bowl down at some point.

casually took the tofu that was originally placed in her bowl and ate it herself.

Ji Qinghe: ......

She was silent for a few seconds, "Isn't there still over there, why are you eating my tofu?" ”

It's fine if it's people close to each other, but how embarrassing they are.

Hearing this, Lan Yuesheng hooked the corners of his mouth and said slowly, "Because your tofu is delicious." ”

After speaking, he added, "I only like to eat your tofu." ”

Being emphasized by Lan Yuesheng like this, Ji Qinghe suddenly realized what he had just said.

God proves that she said that she didn't mean anything else at all, "I didn't mean that, I meant ......"

"Well, I know. The next time I eat your tofu, I'll tell you in advance. ”

If it weren't for Lan Yuesheng's expression being too serious, too condensed, and still having doubts and incomprehension in her eyes, she really suspected that she was being teased by him!

Forget it, she still doesn't explain, this matter can't be explained.

What Ji Qinghe didn't see was that the moment she lowered her head, Lan Yuesheng's eyes were full of smiles.

After eating a meal, Lan Yuesheng was very happy, and Ji Qinghe's mood was okay.

When it was over, she said, "The taste of this dish is really good." ”

Lan Yuesheng said, "I'll bring you next time." ”

Ji Qinghe only thought he was polite, so he didn't take it to heart.

On the way back, Lan Zhong still drove.

Looking at the unfamiliar road conditions, Ji Qinghe was surprised, "This doesn't seem to be the way back to the apartment?" ”

"I was in China when I was a child, and there is an old house in this northern city, which is at home, and the decoration inside is good, you should like it."

The old mansion is a villa on a hill with a green hill in its backdrop and facing the sea.

Along the way, the trees are thick, the flowers fall along the way, and the herbs are delicious, like a paradise.

It is enough to see that every place here is made by famous artists.

Ji Qinghe is a person from Beicheng, it's not that he doesn't know here, but he heard that the people inside are either rich or expensive, and they can't be provoked.

"I didn't expect you to live here." She sighed.

"This house was built by my father when he was alive, and the interior was arranged according to my mother's preferences. My mother is a mixed-race child, and although she grew up abroad, she is very interested in domestic culture and has always studied it. Lan Yuesheng got out of the car and talked to her while walking with her.

After Lan Yuesheng said this, Ji Qinghe suddenly realized why she saw that Lan Yuesheng's pupils were blue at that time, it turned out that his mother was mixed-race.

Thinking so, she said, "I wonder why the outer edge of your pupils is blue!" ”

Lan Yuesheng paused and turned his head to look at her, "Can you see that?" ”

Ji Qinghe blinked, "It's okay to take a closer look." ”

Lan Yuesheng pursed his lips and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Do you know that the color of my eyes would never have been noticed unless you were close to you, and it seems that you are very attentive to me."

Ji Qinghe thought, how should she explain that she found out about this when he was "amnesia"?

"I'll take you for a few days, and we'll move out after a while."

"Moving out? Don't live here? Ji Qinghe asked.

"It's good, but it's always too big. It's okay to take you to stay for two days, it's a vacation, it's not good to stay for a long time, and the space is empty. ”

What Lan Yuesheng didn't say was that when Lan's father ordered someone to build this old mansion, he said to Lan Yuesheng, who was still a child: "In the future, this will be our home, no one will come, just our family." When you grow up and get married, you must bring your wife here, our family is so lively. ”

Although now, Lan's father has passed away, Lan's mother is also abroad, and the house has not been lived in for a long time, Lan Yuesheng always remembers what his father said: When you get married in the future, you must bring your wife here.

No, he's already brought his little wife here.

The most important thing is that it is too far away from the company, and he doesn't want to waste any opportunity and time to meet her as soon as possible.

As Lan Yuesheng introduced, the construction style here is very similar to his grandfather's Qingya residence in Guanyin Mountain, all of which are Chinese-style and antique buildings.

I thought they would stay here for a few days, but they went back to the apartment that night.

Because Ji Qinghe had a fever.

Xu was due to the fact that he did not change his clothes in time in the rain two days ago, and because of the low temperature on the mountain.

The situation at that time was like this, there were only two of them in the villa, and Ji Qinghe felt that there were so many houses that they should sleep separately.

Coincidentally, the lights in the villa were broken, and only the rooms on the first floor could accommodate people.

Ji Qinghe had no choice but to be born with Lan Yue.

She thought about it, and when Lan Yuesheng finished taking a bath, she told him that he slept on the bed and she slept on the sofa.

As a result, he didn't expect Lan Yuesheng to come out of the shower with only a bath towel.

She and Song Sichen have been together for so long, they have never seen Song Sichen's naked/body, and at first glance, when she saw Lan Yue's strong and powerful eight-pack abs, Ji Qinghe's face turned red for a moment.

Lan Yuesheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he stepped forward, "Are you shy?" ”

Ji Qinghe also felt embarrassed, but you know it, why do you want to say it!

immediately pushed Lan Yuesheng away and dropped a sentence, "I'll take a bath." He ran into the bathroom.

However, Ji Qinghe ran too fast, her change of clothes was outside, and in the end, she asked Lan Yuesheng to hand it to her.

Ji Qinghe, who was already embarrassed at this time, couldn't wait to get into a long hole.

Lan Yuesheng also accepted it when he saw it, and in order to divert his attention, he took her to visit the villa.

"Although there has been no one living here, I have asked someone to clean it regularly, and there are two pomegranate trees behind it, which can be eaten at the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival." As he spoke, he led Ji Qinghe to the garden.

The pomegranate tree grows very well, because of the perennial pruning, it is very artistic, and the branches are fruitful.

Looking at the grinning fruit, Ji Qinghe blinked his eyes, "Can't you eat it now?" ”

Lan Yuesheng chuckled, it seemed that this was gluttony.

"Not yet, this is in the mountains, and the climate is relatively low compared to the city, so the fruit ripens late, so wait," he said, glancing at the pomegranate tree, "in another week, you can eat it." ”

Ji Qinghe was surprised, "So fast? "Aren't you going to wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival?

"You don't have to wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival, you can do it next week." Lan Yuesheng is very determined.

Regarding his inconsistencies, Ji Qinghe did not pursue them.

Although there were street lights in the yard, it was night after all, Ji Qinghe followed Lan Yuesheng, walking on the stone path, he didn't know what he stepped on, and suddenly his feet slipped.

In a panic, he was fished into his arms by Lan Yuesheng.

"How old are you that you don't even look when you walk?"

His tone was too serious, and Ji Qinghe was a little embarrassed to be said.

The next second, I heard him sigh again, "Sure enough, it's still a little girl." ”

Ji Qinghe is not a little girl at all, she is twenty-five years old.

As if guessing what she was thinking, Lan Yuesheng pinched the pancreas in his hand and said, "You are seven years younger than me, aren't you just a child to me!" ”

Ji Qinghe pursed his lips, slightly forced, and wanted to pull his hand out.

"Don't move, the road ahead is even harder." After he said this, he glanced back at her, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you." ”

Ji Qinghe: ...... She was disgusted!

But who can tell her why this man always sees through her thoughts?

Yes, along the way, Ji Qinghe's hand was held by Lan Yuesheng.

The dim street lamps stretched the figures of the two and intertwined behind them, making the scene surprisingly warm.

It's just that after the two of them finished shopping in the yard, Lan Yuesheng himself felt a little cold, but Ji Qinghe's hands were still hot.

He thought to himself that he took her other hand again, and it was also hot.

"What do you do......"

"Don't move." Lan Yuesheng tried her forehead with the back of his hand, and then his eyes lit up, "You have a fever!" ”

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