Unable to gain experience in coaxing her husband from Song Jiaren, An Zhisu did not give up. He turned to Xia Jingze's WeChat account and sent him a message.
This time we go straight to the topic: Xia Jingze and Ye Lancheng seem to be in a bad mood, how can we comfort him?
Xia Jingze replied instantly: Isn't it normal for Brother Lancheng to be in a bad mood?
An Zhisu responded with a sweaty expression: I'm serious.
Xia Jingze immediately corrected his attitude and asked seriously: Why are you in a bad mood?
An Zhisu replied: I don’t know, it’s definitely not my fault.
Xia Jingze was silent for a few seconds, and then sent a message: Sister-in-law, calm down, you only need three steps to coax me, brother Lan Cheng.
An Zhisu humbly asks: What are the three steps?
Xia Jingze: The first step is to throw him down. The second step is to take off his clothes. The third step is to force him up.
An Zhisu:……
Xia Jingze: Sister-in-law, when a man is in a bad mood for no reason, it's mostly due to his dissatisfaction with his desires. Just satisfy him. Sex is the universal antidote. If you are angry, bang, or unhappy, bang, nothing can be solved by sex.
Can't.
An Zhisu:……
An Zhisu's face turned dark, so besides having sex, did she have no other way to coax Ye Lancheng?
This method sounds like a trap, right?
An Zhisu: I think you and the beauty are really compatible.
Xia Jingze:??
An Zhisu: You two dirty men and dirty girls are a match made in heaven. If you form a CP, you will definitely be the best dirty combination in the universe.
Xia Jingze: Damn, who wants to have sex with that vicious-tongued woman? I still want to live for a few more years, so just let me go.
After sending this message, Xia Jingze ran away and formed a CP with Song Jiaren? It was so scary that he had to go and have sex with a beautiful woman to calm down his shock.
An Zhisu threw away her phone after scaring Xia Jingze away. She was unreliable and unreliable. There was no one reliable. She had given up on seeking foreign aid and she had better find a way on her own.
I sat on the bed and racked my brains for a long time before an idea flashed across my mind. I quickly jumped out of bed and ran downstairs.
She remembered that Ye Lancheng didn't eat much for dinner, so she might as well cook him some midnight snacks. Judging from her nature as a foodie, she would eat when she was in a bad mood.
An Zhisu eagerly took out a tomato, an egg, and some green vegetables from the refrigerator, planning to make a bowl of tomato and egg noodles. This was the only thing she knew how to make.
I haven't made it for a long time, so my skills are a little rusty. When I fried the eggs, I didn't succeed the first time, the second time it was a bit mushy, the third time it was a bit burnt, and the fourth time it was finally perfect.
Then it's time to cook the noodles. This is much simpler, there is no waste, and it is cooked successfully in one go. The color, flavor and flavor are all good. An Zhisu is very satisfied and gives himself a thumbs up.
An Zhisu took out a large bowl, took the noodles out of the pot and put them into the bowl, put the fried egg on top, poured a little more soup on it, put it on the tray, and took out the chopsticks.
Serve it upstairs with a spoon.
After going upstairs, An Zhisu knocked on the door of Ye Lancheng's study.
"Come in." Ye Lancheng's voice came out quickly.
An Zhisu opened the study door with her toes and walked in with a tray.
Ye Lancheng was working hard without raising his head. However, as An Zhisu approached, a faint smell of noodles wafted from the tip of his nose, which made him immediately raise his eyes.
I saw his little wife put the tray in her hand on the table. There was a bowl of noodles on the tray with a fried egg nestled on it. It looked delicious and smelled good.
"Are you ordering takeout?" Ye Lancheng asked almost subconsciously.
An Zhisu's smiling face suddenly darkened.
She worked so hard for him, but he actually suspected that she was ordering takeout. She really wanted to do domestic violence and her hands were itchy!
"You did it yourself!" Ye Lancheng reacted immediately when he saw her darkened face, and then looked surprised.
"What's your look, what's your tone, why can't I make noodles by myself? You think I'm too idiotic, it's such a simple thing. I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs running around before.
"An Zhisu was unhappy at the moment. Who do you despise?"
After getting the definite answer, Ye Lancheng was even more surprised, and then she was a little surprised and happy that she could actually remember to cook him a bowl of noodles.
"Why did you remember to cook noodles for me?" Ye Lancheng's voice was filled with unconcealable joy.
An Zhisu curled his lips, sat down opposite him, and pushed the tray towards him: "It's just because you're in a bad mood, so you just eat a little for dinner. You're already thin enough. If you get hungry and thin again, what will you eat later?"
You think I abused you."
"I'm in a bad mood? How come I don't know it myself? How did you see it?" Ye Lancheng smiled lightly. When did this girl become aware of her emotions?
An Zhisu rolled his eyes at him: "I'm not blind, can I still tell whether you are in a good mood or not? Stop pretending with me, everyone has the right to be in a bad mood, and I won't laugh at you. You
If you're in a bad mood, I'll just calm you down."
Ye Lancheng was amused by her words "I'll coax you" after her, and he suppressed his laughter and asked: "Oh? How do you coax me?"
"Here." An Zhisu raised his chin: "Didn't I make you a late-night snack? Being hungry will only make your mood worse, but after you eat, you will naturally feel better."
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng couldn't help but started to speak venomously again: "The fallacy that you eat when you are in a bad mood and your mood will be better after eating is probably only suitable for you foodies."
An Zhisu suffered another knowing blow, and her pretty face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. So why did she stay up late at night and think about how to coax Ye Lancheng? It was just for abuse.
"If you don't eat, you can continue to be in a bad mood. I won't serve you anymore." An Zhisu also had a temper. He stood up and left after saying this.
Ye Lan stretched out his arms across the table and took her hand. He couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Don't leave, I'm joking with you."
"Who are you kidding?" An Zhisu waved his hand: "Let me go, I'm going back to sleep."
Ye Lancheng was not willing to let her go, so he pulled An Zhisu back to the chair and sat down.
"Ye Lancheng, don't go too far." An Zhisu was about to explode.
That's too much!
Ye Lancheng thought her angry look was particularly cute, but he also knew enough was enough. He let go of her wrist and said, "I'm not in a bad mood. I just don't have any appetite when I eat. I happen to be hungry now."
An Zhisu snorted. She was not blind about whether she was in a good mood or not, but Ye Lancheng didn't want to say the reason, so she naturally wouldn't ask. On this point, they still had a tacit understanding. "Eat quickly, we won't wait until we meet the weight."
It's delicious." An Zhisu pointed to the noodle bowl, paused and said, "Don't say it's not delicious, I haven't made it for a long, long time anyway."