An Zhisu's good mood lasted until she and Song Jiaren separated and returned to Lantingju. When she came back, it was already dark. She thought Ye Lancheng was not at home. When she entered the house and saw the lights brightly lit, she realized that he had already returned.
An Zhisu changed her shoes at the entrance and called out: "Ye Lancheng."
"I'm in the kitchen." Ye Lancheng's voice came from the kitchen.
An Zhisu was in a good mood, walking briskly, and flew into the kitchen like a butterfly. His voice was brisk and full of laughter: "Ye Lancheng."
"Huh?" Ye Lancheng, who was busy washing and chopping vegetables, answered again casually.
"Ye Lancheng." An Zhisu stood behind him and called again.
This time Ye Lancheng stopped, thinking that something was wrong when she called him three times in a row. He turned off the faucet and turned around: "What's wrong?"
Before he finished speaking, a soft body fell into his arms. The girl's own fragrance, as well as the air-conditioning that had just come back from outside, rushed into the tip of Ye Lancheng's nose.
Ye Lancheng's body stiffened, and his eyes, as indifferent as a deep pool, moved slightly. He probably didn't expect An Zhisu to be so enthusiastic all of a sudden, but he couldn't deny that he liked her who was more enthusiastic.
An Zhisu didn't know why she hugged him. Maybe she was moved by his protection and support today, or maybe she felt safe seeing his tall back. An Zhisu thought that she was indeed a person favored by God, after having nothing.
, she has Ye Lancheng again.
"What's wrong? Not happy?" Ye Lancheng seemed to hear her sniffling, and his eyebrows knitted together.
An Zhisu shook his head in his arms: "No, I'm very happy, very happy. I used your card to buy all the new silk scarves from that Hermès store."
"Oh?" Ye Lancheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at her neck: "Why aren't you wearing it?"
An Zhisu shrank his neck, raised his little head, and blinked his big eyes as beautiful as stars, like a child who made a mistake: "Ye Lancheng, I wasted my fortune. After I bought all the new models, I cut them all up with scissors.
threw."
Ye Lancheng:......
What hobby?
"You're not going to be angry, are you?" An Zhisu felt a little guilty, and she estimated that a dozen new Hermès models cost at least 100,000 yuan.
Ye Lancheng said expressionlessly: "As long as you are happy."
"I'm happy." An Zhisu's face was filled with happiness that could not be concealed.
"Well, a lot of money can't buy happiness." Ye Lancheng nodded.
An Zhisu was even happier. Women all like to hear sweet words. Although what Ye Lancheng said was not very sweet, it was better because it spoke to her heart. An Zhisu thought, she is indeed a tacky woman.
"Well, I still feel a little distressed." After being happy, An Zhisu still felt distressed.
"Don't feel bad, I'm not short of money." Ye Lancheng comforted the wealthy man.
An Zhisu said weakly: "I feel sorry for those silk scarves. It's the latest model from Hermès. I should keep at least one."
Ye Lancheng:......
Don't guess what a woman is thinking. You can't figure it out even if you keep guessing. After thirty years of living, Ye Lan finally understood the true meaning of this sentence on the second day after marrying his wife.
"Okay, don't feel bad. Let's go out and rest first. We'll have dinner later." Ye Lancheng rubbed his temples and gently pulled her out of his arms.
An Zhisu said oh, stretched his neck to look at the ingredients prepared by Ye Lancheng, and said, "Would you like steak?"
"Yeah." Ye Lancheng turned around and continued busy with dinner.
An Zhisu's eyes lit up, she was so cute.
"Get out, there's a lot of fumes in the kitchen." Ye Lancheng was afraid that she would choke on the fumes and cough later.
An Zhisu was of no help and went out obediently. However, instead of going to the living room to rest, she ran to the wine cellar. How could she eat steak without red wine? Meat and wine were her two favorites in life.
Ye Lancheng's wine cellar was a treasure. An Zhisu was very excited when he looked inside. Finally, he selected a bottle of dry red from a Spanish winery from the bottles of expensive red wine. He opened it with the corkscrew in the wine cellar and opened it.
Half the bottle was poured into the decanter bottle, and the remaining half bottle was sealed again.
An Zhisu came up excitedly with the decanter bottle. Ye Lancheng had already cooked two steaks, and the couple sat across from each other. An Zhisu poured the wine for Ye Lancheng and then himself, but as soon as he reached half a cup, he was
Ye Lancheng stopped him.
"You can only drink so much." Ye Lancheng took the decanter bottle from her hand.
"I have a good drinking capacity." An Zhisu tried to seek benefits for himself.
Ye Lancheng raised his eyelids: "Do you want to have a stomachache at night?"
An Zhisu:......
Well, she had forgotten about her coming to visit her aunt, but this man actually remembered it so clearly.
An Zhisu licked her lips. She would have stopped drinking if she had known it. The aroma of the wine attracted the alcohol bug. It was like a drug addict. If she didn't let her drink enough, she would die of discomfort.
The most abominable thing is that she also opened a bottle of priceless wine. Tempranillo wine produced by Spain's most famous Pingus winery. The first vintage was in 1995. As soon as it was produced, it was criticized by red wine lovers.
highly praised.
Later, after the shipwreck in 1997, a bottle of the already extremely low-production wine became even more difficult to find, and its price in the U.S. market nearly doubled. Now, the average price of a bottle of red wine is
Priced at around US$900, it is known as Spain’s “worship wine”.
Therefore, this wine is not expensive, but rare. One bottle is less than one bottle. An alcoholic like An Zhisu can contract a whole bottle without any pressure. But Ye Lancheng only let her drink half a glass, which is better than not letting her drink.
Eating meat makes me depressed.
"Can I just have one drink? Just one drink!" An Zhisu raised a finger without giving up. The half-cup was too small to satisfy his craving.
Ye Lancheng cut the steak and replied slowly: "If you bargain again, you won't get a bite."
An Zhisu decisively shut her mouth and picked up her small cup, fearing that Ye Lancheng would snatch it away.
Ye Lancheng curled his lips and ignored her childish behavior. Because there was only half a cup, An Zhisu drank very carefully, taking small sips and sips, each sip had to be satiated in his mouth before he was willing to swallow it.
.Every time she swallowed a mouthful, a look of satisfaction appeared on her little face, as if the little girl finally got her long-awaited doll.
baby.
Ye Lancheng ate steak elegantly and drank wine mindlessly. Occasionally, when he glanced at An Zhisu, he would think of a poem in his heart for no reason: Meeting Jun at the beginning is like an old friend returning home.
Satisfied, she drank wine and ate meat. After the meal, An Zhisu offered to take over the task of clearing the tableware, but Ye Lancheng sent her away because she was menstruating and could not touch cold water.
An Zhisu returned to the room stupidly, and when she took her pajamas to take a shower, she remembered why she had to use cold water to wash the dishes. It wasn't like the kitchen didn't have hot water.
Thinking of this detail, her heart felt warm again.
Invisible flirting is the most deadly! Ye Lancheng's level in flirting with girls is so high, he is definitely a third-degree black belt.