Dongfang White Rabbit and Murong Feiyan were busy in the kitchen. When they heard Dongfang Feiyu's laughter, Murong Feiyan said:
"Daughter, you have found a good husband!"
"Mommy, don't praise him. If he hears you say that, he will be so proud that his tail will be raised to the sky."
Murong Feiyan said while cutting vegetables:
"Then you have to be proud to stand up! Look how happy he makes your father, this is his skill."
Dongfang White Rabbit also has to admit that Yuwen Langyue is very good at talking.
During the meal, Yuwen Langyue drank with Dongfang Feiyu, and the two of them drank very happily.
Murong Feiyan saw Yuwen Langyue drinking and talking instead of eating, so he reminded:
"Lang Yue, let's order some food. Drinking on an empty stomach makes your stomach feel bad. Try this plate of stir-fried rabbit. I heard from my daughter that you like eating rabbit meat very much, and you like to eat it no matter how you prepare it!"
Yuwen Langyue was very generous with the rabbit meat, and after eating it, he did not forget to praise Murong Feiyan's cooking skills.
The meal was enjoyable. Dongfang White Rabbit liked this feeling very much. They were a family, a real family.
After dinner, Dongfang White Rabbit and the others chatted very late at home before returning to the villa that Yuwen Langyue bought near their home.
Yuwen Langyue walked out of the bathroom, wiped his hair with a scarf, and said to Dongfang White Rabbit, who had taken a bath first and was already lying on the bed reading a magazine: "My dear wife, you still understand me best!"
Dongfang White Rabbit didn't even raise his head. He kept looking at the magazine and asked casually:
"Why do you say this suddenly?"
"Tell my mother-in-law that I like eating rabbit meat, and I like it no matter how I cook it! Only I, who understand you best, can say this!"
Yuwen Langyue suddenly threw himself on the bed, looking at Dongfang White Rabbit who was only wearing a suspender nightgown, his dark green eyes seemed to be on fire.
"oh……"
Dongfang White Rabbit continued to read the magazine, completely ignoring Yuwen Langyue who was already lying next to him.
A pair of big hands covered the writing, and Dongfang White Rabbit raised it, looking like Yuwen Langyue's pug, staring at her pleadingly as if she needed love.
"Husband, what's wrong?"
Dongfang White Rabbit was worried that Yu Wen Langyue had never drank liquor. Did he become stupid after drinking? Why did he, the majestic wolf king, look like that? It was too much for her to resist.