As expected, he is a wife-protecting maniac and a super girl-controller.
Lu Yanxi was definitely not someone who could be easily provoked by anyone. Liu Luo couldn't help but feel sad for Wei Muzhu.
"Be careful on the left!" Lu Yanchen suddenly shouted, "guard him!"
"Ah~!" Liu Luo reacted immediately, holding the handle and tilting his whole body to the left, even his teeth followed suit.
It looked like these two were having a good time, but it was quite late.
Ye Weiran felt that he was redundant and packed up his things, "You guys have fun, I'm going home."
"Oh, bye~"
In fact, no one cared, they just casually said goodbye and continued to play the game without looking back.
"I'm back. Didn't you say you would come over to me to solve the problem in an hour? Isn't it finished yet?"
Ye Weiran muttered while changing his shoes, but the room was quiet and no one responded to him at all.
Are you too involved? You can't even hear what you are saying?
"Lu Yanxi? What are you doing?" Ye Weiran put down the things in his hands and went straight to the study.
When he saw Lu Yanxi lying on the table at the door, Ye Weiran quickly slowed down his steps.
I walked to the side and took a look. I closed my eyes and breathed evenly. Sure enough, I was asleep, and I was still holding a capacitive pen in my hand.
Ye Weiran shook his head, gently took the pen out of her hand and put it aside, then pressed save for her.
He still remembers that when he was in high school, Lu Yanxi once spent an entire afternoon drawing a painting. As a result, the computer suddenly crashed without saving it. When he opened it, there was nothing.
After repeatedly confirming that she couldn't find it back, Lu Yanxi whispered in her ear all night. After that, she habitually saved it every five minutes.
"Baby," Ye Weiran gently patted Lu Yanxi's shoulder and said softly, "Go to bed and sleep. If you sleep here, your neck will stiffen."
"Huh?" Lu Yanxi opened his eyes drowsily and smiled when he saw Ye Weiran, "Are you back?"
As good as a little rabbit.
"Well, I'm back." Ye Weiran lifted Lu Yanxi's arm and put it on his neck with one hand, and reached under her knees with the other hand to hug her up.
"Hold me tight and go back to bed."
Lu Yanxi hugged Ye Weiran's neck meaningfully and said softly, "Hmm". The next second, he felt the soft mattress on his back.
Ye Weiran slowly put her on the bed. Lu Yanxi's hands were still tightly around Ye Weiran's neck. "Okay, go to sleep." Ye Weiran gently stroked her forehead.
"Well..." Lu Yanxi murmured softly, pouting with all his strength.
It means I want a kiss.
Ye Weiran chuckled, leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips, "Go to sleep."
Lu Yanxi turned over with satisfaction, found a comfortable position with his arms around the quilt, and continued to sleep.
It's great to live with him. He doesn't have to move himself when he's tired or sleepy, and he can be carried to bed.
There was still the rustling sound of packing things in his ears, but soon Lu Yanxi blocked out all the sounds and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already early the next morning, and I was still hugging Ye Weiran.
Maybe it was because he went to bed early last night, and Lu Yanxi hadn't woken up so early for a long time.
Ye Weiran cooks for himself every day, and today he suddenly remembered to make breakfast for Ye Weiran.
So he slowly let go of Ye Weiran, quietly got out of bed and came to the kitchen.
The curtains in the living room were not closed last night, so as soon as Lu Yanxi entered the living room, he was embraced by the sunshine.
Opening the window and taking a deep breath of fresh air, bathing in the sunshine and thinking about your loved one making breakfast, turned out to be such a happy thing.
Lu Yanxi hummed a song in a good mood.
Thinking about the sandwich I had yesterday morning, I wanted to make something different today.
I thought of a recipe for vegetable dumplings I saw online two days ago, and I happened to have some vegetables and carrots at home.
Lu Yanxi decided on the spot to make vegetable dumplings.
I don’t forget to praise myself. I woke up early in the morning and prepared such a healthy breakfast. I am really very virtuous.
Although I am still new to this kitchen, I still found everything after rummaging through the cabinets.
Lu Yanxi rolled up his sleeves and carefully cut the vegetables into small dices.
Season, add noodles, and you can imagine the final dish in your mind.
But something seems to be wrong. I have added a lot of noodles, but there is still a lump of batter in the bowl and cannot be kneaded into a ball at all.
As expected, he was still not suitable for cooking, Lu Yanxi sighed.
Forget it, let’s change it to pimple soup, it’s pretty good too.
So after the water in the pot boiled, Lu Yanxi imitated how her mother usually made pimple soup, using chopsticks to pick up the batter in the bowl and throw it into the pot.
While pushing it in, stir it with chopsticks to prevent it from sticking to the pan. Gradually, you become more proficient in your hand movements.
After changing the menu, it looks pretty good, and the gnocchi in the pot looks decent and bubbling.
Not even two seconds after she was satisfied, a lump of noodle soup flew out of the bubbling pot, splashing just on the inside of her wrist.
She instantly felt the heat coming from her skin, but she had no time to care about it. She just wiped it with her hands twice and continued her work.