When I got home, the door opened and the smell of food rushed towards me. The nanny who had been left cleaning the house in the morning heard the door and leaned out of the kitchen: "Miss Lan, the food will be ready soon."

Lan Yifeng walked into the restaurant. Good guy, twelve dishes and two soups, plus dessert, almost filled the entire table.

"Sister-in-law Liu..." She hurriedly walked into the kitchen. Seeing that she was still busy, she immediately stopped her and said, "The food is enough, don't cook it."

"Haha, it's almost done, only eight-treasure porridge is left."

"If you cook so much, we can't finish it, right? In the future, you can cook less, just enough for us to eat." How long does it take to cook so many dishes?

Sister-in-law Liu said without looking back: "The young master said before he left this morning that he would come back for dinner, so I made more."

Come back? Why does this word sound so harsh? This is his house, but it is not his home. He doesn't think that by letting him have two meals here, she agrees that he can come and go freely here.

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Lan Yifeng had so many opinions about Huo Qingcang that he almost couldn't hold it in. When he comes later, he must have a good talk with him without delay!

She asked the children to wash their hands and invited Miss Zhou and Sister Liu to sit down and eat together.

Sister-in-law Liu and Miss Zhou stood aside and did not dare to sit down, "Miss Lan, don't you wait for the young master?"

"Need not."

Lan Yifeng secretly cursed, that's your young master, not my young master. My young master is Lan Yu, and my young ladies are Lan Jin and Lan Xuan. In the Lan family, the three of them are the biggest! Let the three little babies go hungry.

Wait for that bastard? No!

"You guys should sit down and eat together. He may come over at any time. We really don't have to wait for him."

Mrs. Liu and Zhou Shutong looked at each other, hesitated for a long time, and finally sat down.

After dinner, Zhou Shutong took Jin'er to learn Braille. Lan Yu and Lan Xuan were curious and followed. Lan Yifeng stayed in the kitchen and helped Aunt Liu clean up. Aunt Liu couldn't drive her away no matter how hard she tried.

Just started chatting with her.

"Miss Lan, you are different from what I imagined."

"oh?"

"Mr. Liang said that you have a tough personality, so let us be softer to avoid sparks. But I think you are very good." Mrs. Liu is a real person. She can say whatever she wants.

I have worked in Qian's family, but I have never seen anyone's wife help wash the dishes.

"Yes, the person named Liang is right." Lan Yifeng nodded. She had never had much contact with the person named Liang, so she didn't expect that he would see through her at once.

"But looking at you, you really don't look like a tough person. The first impression you gave me was that of a delicate and beautiful little flower that deserves to be cared for by a man."

Sister Liu's words made Lan Yifengqing couldn't help but smile. She is a delicate and beautiful little flower. Haha, she thinks she is more like a dog-tailed flower.

The two of them were talking and laughing, and didn't notice that the door opened behind them. It wasn't until footsteps approached that Lan Yifeng turned around.

Needless to say, the person who came was none other than Huo Qingcang. He seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, his face was reddish, and his dark eyes were tinged with a hazy halo.

He was leaning on the kitchen doorway, holding a cigarette at an angle in his mouth. His untied tie was hanging casually, and the gilt buttons on his chest were also unbuttoned, revealing a piece of sexy copper-colored skin.

His eyes fell directly on her, and Lan Yifeng felt like her whole body was getting hot from being looked at by him like that.

"Master, you are back." Sister-in-law Liu saluted, then raised her feet to leave with a particularly discerning look.

"Hey, Sister Liu!" Lan Yifeng immediately stopped her: "Your young master seems to have drunk too much. Do you want to call someone to take him back?"

"He is not my young master, I was hired by him to take care of you." Sister-in-law Liu was quite evasive at this moment. No matter what Lan Yifeng said, she ran away without looking back.

In the empty kitchen, only Huo Qingcang and Lan Yifeng were left.

Huo Qingcang waved to Lan Yifeng: "Come here..."

She is not his puppy, so why should she have to go over when he waves to her?

She stood stubbornly and didn't move. He stared at her. After a while, he stood up straight and staggered towards her. He didn't stop until he forced her to the tidying room.

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"Yifeng..." He softly called her name, his low and hoarse voice seemed very sexy, and Lan Yifeng felt a chill all over his body.

It was obvious that he was drunk and his face was red, but she felt that her face was also very hot, and most likely it was also very red.

He chuckled inexplicably, lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, his hot breath blowing against her sensitive ears: "You can show me your apron, okay?"

"Am I wearing an apron now?"

"Just wear an apron."

With these four simple words, Lan Yifeng immediately understood what he meant, and heat surged up from the bottom of his heart and spread throughout his body.

She raised her hand and pushed the tall body pushing her, "Mr. Huo, you've drunk too much, you'd better go back and rest early."

"Don't call me Mr. Huo, and I don't want to go back!"

It seemed that he had really drunk too much, and his playful tone was like that of a child. Just as Lan Yifeng was thinking about it, his chin was suddenly raised by him.

Her eyes, which were stained red by the alcohol, became more and more beautiful and deep, like a spiral nest that could draw people in in an instant.

He stared at her so seriously that it made her feel scared.

"Call me Qingcang." He ordered angrily.

Lan Yifeng lowered his eyes, biting his lips slightly and refusing to scream.

Qingcang...

There was no way to pronounce this name from her mouth.

Five years ago, during the most intimate period between the two of them, he wouldn't let her call him by his name. She could only call Qing Cang secretly while he was asleep.

But once he was discovered, and for some reason, he was so angry that he even broke the chair in the room.

So, from then on, she didn't dare to call his name, not even when he was sleeping. She could only secretly call Qingcang Qingcang over and over in her heart.

Later, this name turned into a sharp knife. As long as she thought about it for a moment, this extremely sharp blade would cut her heart open, making it so painful that it would be difficult for her to even breathe.

"Be good, call my name."

"Mr. Huo, you really drank too much..."

"If you don't shout, just wear an apron."

She looked at him like a child, without even thinking about what would happen if he only wore an apron.

Gradually she clenched her fists and struggled to squeeze out two words from her mouth: "Qing... Cang..."

This voice was almost inaudible, with a hint of sadness.

"Louder, I didn't hear you."

＊＊＊＊Sigma is writing the next chapter. It will most likely be released in half an hour. It should not be delayed until 1 o'clock at the latest. There are four updates a day, two in the morning, and another before 8 o'clock. Wait.
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