"You beat me!" Lan Yanxi couldn't believe it.

Ling Mofeng suddenly felt that the game was fun, and gave her the steak in his hand: "I would like to admit defeat, go!"

"Okay!" Lan Yanxi walked to the kitchen aggrieved.

"Wait a minute!" The plate of dark things in the morning appeared again in Ling Mofeng's mind. He didn't want her to spoil the food anymore, so he decided to cook it by himself.

"Is there something wrong?" Lan Yanxi looked back at him and asked.

"I'll make dinner. You lost just now, so help me do my laundry!" Ling Mofeng changed the terms.

"That's okay!" Lan Yanxi agreed without a bottom line.

Although Lan Yanxi gave up making dinner, she was not idle either. With her little hands behind her back, she stood beside Ling Mofeng like a child who was studying hard, watching him fry steak.

Ling Mofeng was still wearing a bright white silk shirt. It really didn't look like he should be in the kitchen. If he was cooking alone on weekdays, he would definitely have to go upstairs to change his clothes before coming down. But at this moment, he even forgot about changing clothes. He just wanted to cook food for this woman quickly.

"Ling Mofeng, you know a lot. You can go to the hall and go to the kitchen. If anyone marries you, he must be happy." Lan Yanxi couldn't help teasing him, but forgot to make fun of herself.

"Then are you happy now?" Ling Mofeng's eyes were slightly startled, and then he asked with a smile.

Lan Yanxi trembled all over, and replied in a very shy manner: "I'm...well, I'm happy now!"

"What do you mean? Your future husband will cook for you himself. Are you very happy?" Ling Mofeng didn't know why, but his serious attitude collapsed, and his mind was full of these unscrupulous words.

Lan Yanxi knew that he was teasing herself on purpose, and glared at him angrily: "Who said you must be my future husband? Maybe I can find better support..."

"Really? Miss Lan is ready to find a new home now? Let me hear it!" Ling Mofeng flipped Nian Pai's hand and paused, his dark eyes, implying oppression, stared scorchingly at her face.

Lan Yanxi was just joking and wanted to hit him, but unexpectedly, his aggressive aura made her speechless, leaving her pretty face blushing.

Ling Mofeng continued to fry the steak slowly, and snorted softly: "If people know that you are living with me now, who do you think will marry you back home in a fair and honest manner?"

Lan Yanxi thought about it carefully, and what he said made a lot of sense.

"Ling Mofeng, please calm down for a while, don't tease me anymore, can't we get along well?" Lan Yanxi didn't want to quarrel with him, anyway, she couldn't quarrel with him, this man had a deep mind, and there was always a way to block her until she had nothing to say.

"As long as you want you to tighten your mind, of course we can get along well!" Seeing that she had subdued first, Ling Mofeng's tone became a lot lighter.

"I don't have any thoughts. My thoughts are in this home now. I just want to learn how to take care of a home!" Lan Yanxi admitted the truth.

Of course, Ling Mofeng also saw her sincerity, put the fried steak overflowing with aroma on a plate, and brought it in front of her: "Take it and eat it, but you have to wait a while before eating, be careful not to get angry!"

"Huh!" Lan Yanxi obediently stretched out her hand to hold the plate, and suddenly found that the man actually gave her the two steaks he fried. She froze for a moment, looked at him with blinking eyes and asked, "Don't you eat?"

"I'll eat later, go upstairs and take a shower first!" Ling Mo Feng turned around and walked upstairs after finishing speaking.

When he passed by Lan Yanxi, Lan Yanxi saw a lot of oil stains on his white shirt, and suddenly felt a little sorry in her heart. When he took a bath, she would definitely wash the clothes for him.

Ling Mofeng went upstairs to take a shower, and Lan Yanxi sat at the dining table, finished the steak with relish, was full, and finally recovered a little strength.

After taking a shower, Ling Mofeng went downstairs wearing a set of casual clothes. Seeing the girl sitting on the sofa, he didn't know what she was thinking, so he walked over and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

"Well, it's all finished!" Lan Yanxi nodded, looking at the man, a thin turtleneck sweater, and a pair of linen trousers, just like a male model walking down from the poster, with a perfect figure.

Lan Yanxi has never been too nympho man's figure, but looking at it now, she still couldn't help swallowing, and secretly took a few more glances.

Ling Mofeng poured a glass of water, and walked over while drinking. Looking at the woman's lazy expression, he looked down at her and smiled. JrNovels.com