52: 52 Young Master Sheng's culinary skills

52 Young Master Sheng's culinary skills

Sheng Muran didn't have any disputes over this little matter. Wen Lanshan walked in front of him. He drove behind him. He just looked at the weather that was about to change and was afraid that she would catch a cold.

His woman was in a bad mood right now, so he couldn't hold onto the car and could only follow her anxiously.

When they reached the downstairs of the apartment, Sheng Muran parked the car as quickly as possible. He got out of the car and strode towards her, hugging her. Wen Lanshan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes that were covered in a layer of mist brightened a little.

The man placed his chin on her shoulder and whispered," Sorry, Lan Shan." "

His strength to hug her was very light. He could not only keep her from leaving easily, but also prevent her from feeling the weight.

Wen Lanshan His voice was cold." Why did you suddenly apologize to me?" "It's not him who hit her. She was n' t naive enough to force her fault on another person because of her anger.

Sheng Muran pulled the corner of his lips in a self-deprecating manner and his voice spilled out from his throat.

"I'm afraid you' ll ignore me. "

"Is there a difference between ignoring you and ignoring you?" "He won't appear in front of her because he does n' t want to see him.

Sheng Muran ignored the sarcasm in her tone and naturally picked up her bag." I won't let you suffer. Trust me. "

The person who had the most authority in City Y should have a good reputation and it was easy to believe. Wen Lanshan pulled out a faint smile and did not respond.

Perhaps she couldn't easily believe it. She kissed her cheek," What do you want for dinner?" "

Wen Lanshan I thought he was going to take her out to eat." With my current appearance, it's not suitable for me to go out to see someone. "

The man smiled.

"Who said they would take you out to eat?" Just now, Assistant Ji had ordered him to purchase some ingredients so that we could cook at home. "

Sheng Muran this time, it wasn't because she was drunk that she smoothly followed Wen Lanshan into her home.

Not many times was enough to let him know the layout of each house and the approximate location of each item.

It was really a scary thing to hide.

He placed the Wen Lanshan on the sofa and took out a bottle of ointment with foreign words on it from his pocket. He unscrewed the new bottle cap and applied it to her face with a cotton swab.

The two of them were very close. His warm breath was spraying on her forehead. It was a little itchy, and he Wen Lanshan pressed his lips to endure it.

When she looked up, she didn't want to meet his eyes. The man's smiling lips were too eye-catching, so she said methodically.

"Do you want me to know how powerful you are? "

Even if he could prepare the ointment, he still knew that Madame Sheng slap would slap her face!

The meaning on her face was so obvious that it was difficult Sheng Muran not know.

"If I knew that Madame Sheng slap would hit you in the face, would I let this happen?" "

"Perhaps Mr. Sheng was angry that I had slapped you a few times and knew that Madame Sheng wanted to slap me on purpose, and then pretended to comfort me afterwards. "

Sheng Muran laughed in a low voice," Didn't you compensate me with your flesh?" If you think I'm still petty, I do n' t mind asking you for compensation. If you're not satisfied with her beating you, you can hit me. I wo n' t resist, huh? "

Wen Lanshan looked at him coldly. At that moment, the doorbell rang. He bent his finger and fondly scratched her nose." I'll go open the door." "

Recently, A Yue had been accompanying Grandma Jiang. An Shi's homework was a little tight. Only Assistant Ji could knock on the door.

Sure enough, after Sheng Muran opened the door, Ji Jie walked in with two plastic bags. When she saw her, she was not surprised at all by the injury on her face. The president had asked him to buy the ointment on the coffee table.

"Miss Wen, do you need to put things in the kitchen?" "

"Sorry to bother Assistant Ji. You can just leave it at the door. "Wen Lanshan's tone is still calm, but it's much better than what I did to Sheng Muran just now.

Sheng Muran dark and deep eyes fell on Assistant Ji. Assistant Ji looked at her and then at his own CEO. His usual calm face was filled with ignorance.

Without a word, he carried the item into the kitchen and left.

"Sir, don't expect me to cook. "Wen Lanshan lazy voice suddenly sounded.

The man who had already stood up suddenly pressed down. He happily held a smile as he stared at her with deep affection. When he met Wen Lanshan puzzled look in his eyes, his voice.

"Madam, I still want to hear it." "

Wen Lanshan relaxed eyes gradually gathered and looked at him expressionlessly.

After being a husband and wife for four years, they didn't even have any love terms. The terms they gave each other were just' Mir' and' Family'.

Sheng Muran didn't try to force her. The tenderness in her eyes was revealed. She pressed her head and took care of her injuries. She did n' t dare to kiss her too much.

Unlike in the past, the woman under him was not as resistant as before.

After a kiss, his dark eyes looked at her swollen lips. His voice was low and hoarse.

"Lan Shan, the way you let the Lord choose will make me misunderstand that you want to make up with me. "

"I said I don't like you, will you never provoke me again? "

Wen Lanshan indifferently changed the topic and Sheng Muran frowned.

"I'll give you time. Can you give me confidence?" "

"I'm a little hungry. Are Mr. Sheng ready to make dinner?" Otherwise, I might as well order takeout. "

Wen Lanshan was already a little dissatisfied and gave him a push.

Sheng Muran lips curved slightly." Alright, I'll go cook first. "

She had never known that the Young Master knew how to cook. At first, she thought that he was just talking. She walked past the kitchen a few times on the way and looked at his rather skilled methods. She was surprised.

"Young Master Sheng, did you learn to cook for Miss Guan? "

The man's sleeve revealed a beautiful arm. A slightly dark apron was wrapped around his waist. The shovel in his hand rolled in the frying pan, and the corners of his lips curled into a charming smile.

"Lan Shan, can I think you're jealous?" "

She stood by the man's side. He seemed to be afraid that the ingredients in the pot would spill onto her body and blocked her way.

Wen Lanshan didn't respond to his question. The man narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"In the three years without you, I didn't live in the old courtyard. I stayed at our house all the time. At that time, there were n' t many servants in the huge villa. When I missed you, I practiced my skills. "

There was a faint smile floating on Wen Lanshan lips, and he still did not believe his words.

Before dinner, Sheng Muran took out a bottle of red wine from Assistant Ji's bag and waved it at her." Did n' t you want to drink the wine that Assistant Ji brought from the cellar?" Huh? "

"Isn't he unwilling to let me drink?" "

Sheng Muran was half joking.

"With me around, I'm naturally happy to let you drink some. " 1

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