An Zhisu's good mood continued until she returned to Lantingju separated from Song Jiaren. When she came back, she was already dark. She thought Ye Lancheng was not at home. When she entered the house, she realized that he had come back first.

An Zhisu changed his shoes at the entrance and shouted: "Ye Lancheng."

"I'm in the kitchen." Ye Lancheng's voice came from the kitchen.

An Zhisu was in a good mood and walked with briskness. She flew into the kitchen like a butterfly, and her voice was brisk and laughed: "Ye Lancheng."

"Hmm?" Ye Lancheng was busy washing and cutting vegetables, and responded again without caring.

"Ye Lancheng." An Zhisu stood behind him and shouted again.

This time Ye Lancheng stopped and thought she had something to do 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 pounced into his arms. The girl, with the fragrance of her body and the air conditioner that had just returned from outside, pounced on Ye Lancheng's nose.

Ye Lancheng's body stiffened, and his eyes, which were as indifferent as a deep pool, moved slightly. Maybe he didn't expect An Zhisu to suddenly be so enthusiastic, but he could not deny that he liked her who was more enthusiastic.

An Zhisu didn't know why she hugged him. Maybe it was moved by his maintenance and support today, or maybe it was because he felt safe when he saw his tall back. An Zhisu thought that she was indeed a favored by God. After she had nothing, she had Ye Lancheng again.

"What's wrong? Unhappy?" Ye Lancheng seemed to hear her sniffling sound, and his sword eyebrows frowned.

An Zhisu shook his head in his arms: "No, I'm very happy, very happy. I used your card to buy all the new scarves from that Hermes."

"Oh?" Ye Lancheng raised his eyebrows and glanced around her neck: "Why didn't you wear it?"

An Zhisu shrank his neck, raised his little head, blinked his big eyes as beautiful as stars, and looked like a child who made a mistake: "Ye Lancheng, I'm a loser. After I bought all the new models, I cut them all with scissors and threw them away."

Ye Lancheng:...

What kind of hobbies?

"You won't be angry, are you?" An Zhisu felt guilty for a moment. She estimated that more than a dozen new Hermes models would cost less than 100,000 yuan.

Ye Lancheng had a blank expression on his face: "It's good that you're happy."

"I'm happy." An Zhisu's face was filled with unconcealed happiness.

"Well, a thousand golds can't buy joy in my heart." Ye Lancheng nodded.

An Zhisu was even happier. Women liked to listen to sweet words. Although Ye Lancheng didn't say so sweetly, she was right in her heart. An Zhisu thought that she was indeed a vulgar woman.

"Well, but I still feel a little sad." After being happy, An Zhisu still felt sad.

"Don't worry, I'm not short of money." Ye Lancheng comforted him very rich.

An Zhisu said weakly: "I feel sorry for those scarves. The latest model of Hermes, I should keep at least one of them."

Ye Lancheng:...

Don’t guess a woman’s thoughts, but she can’t understand it after guessing. Ye Lan lived for thirty years and finally understood the true meaning of this sentence the day after marrying her wife.

"Okay, don't feel sorry for me. Go out and rest first. You will be able to eat later." Ye Lancheng rubbed his temples and gently pulled her out of his arms.

An Zhisu said oh, stretched his neck to see the ingredients prepared by Ye Lancheng, and exclaimed: "Do you eat steak?"

"Yeah." Ye Lancheng turned around and continued to have a busy dinner.

An Zhisu's eyes were lit up, she was so chubby, she was so cute.

"Go out, the kitchen smoke is very hot." Ye Lancheng was afraid that she would choke and cough by the smoke.

An Zhisu couldn't help much, so she went out well. However, she did not go to the living room to rest, but ran to the wine cellar. How could she eat steak without red wine, meat and wine? It was her two favorites in life.

Ye Lancheng's wine cellar is a treasure. An Zhisu was so excited to see it inside that he finally picked a bottle of dry red from a Spanish winery from a bottle of expensive red wine. He opened it directly with the bottle opener in the wine cellar, poured half a bottle into the sober bottle, and the remaining half bottle was sealed again.

An Zhisu came up with the sober bottle excitedly. Ye Lancheng had already fried two servings of steaks, and the couple sat opposite him. An Zhisu poured wine for Ye Lancheng and poured wine for himself. As a result, Ye Lancheng stopped him as soon as he arrived at a small half cup.

"You can only drink that much." Ye Lancheng took the sober bottle from her hand.

"I have a good alcohol tolerance." An Zhisu tried to seek benefits for himself.

Ye Lancheng raised his eyelids: "I want to have a stomachache at night?"

An Zhisu:...

Well, she forgot about her aunt when she came to her, and this man actually remembered it so clearly.

An Zhisu licked her lips. She would have stopped opening it if she had known it. The fragrance of wine caught the wine worms. It was like a drug addiction. If she didn't let her suck it enough, she would feel uncomfortable.

The most disgusting thing is that she also opened a bottle of precious and unmarketed wine. The Tempranillo wine produced by the most famous Spanish winery, Pingus Winery. The first vintage wine was highly praised by red wine lovers as soon as it was produced.

Later, after the shipwreck accident in 1997, the wine, which had already produced very low, became more difficult to find, and its price in the US market almost doubled. Now, the average price of such a bottle of red wine is around $900, and it is called Spain's "wedding wine".

So this wine is not about its expensiveness, but about its simplicity. One bottle is less than one bottle. An Zhisu, a drunkard like An Zhisu, can contract a whole bottle without any pressure. As a result, Ye Lancheng only lets her drink half a cup, which is more depressing than not letting her eat meat.

"Can I just drink one cup? Just one cup!" An Zhisu raised a finger unwillingly. A small cup was really not satisfying.

Ye Lancheng cut the steak and replied slowly: "If you bargain, you won't have a bite."

An Zhisu shut up decisively and picked up half of his cup, for fear that Ye Lancheng would snatch it away.

Ye Lancheng curled the corners of her lips and ignored her childish behavior. Because she was only half a cup, An Zhisu drank very carefully, and she had to eat every bite in her mouth before she could swallow it. Every time she swallowed it, a satisfied look appeared on her face, as if the little girl had finally got the baby she had long loved.

baby.

Ye Lancheng ate steak gracefully and drank wine on his own. Occasionally, when he glanced at An Zhisu, he would think of a poem in his heart for no reason: I met you for the first time, just like an old friend returning home.

She drank wine and meat with satisfaction. After the meal, An Zhisu took the initiative to take care of the work of cleaning up the tableware, but Ye Lancheng sent her away on the grounds that she could not touch cold water during her period.

An Zhisu went back to the room stupidly and only remembered when she took her pajamas to take a shower. Why did she have to use cold water for washing dishes? The kitchen is not filled with hot water.

Thinking of this detail, she felt warm again.
Chapter completed!