An Zhisu was in a good mood until she and Song Jiaren separated and returned to Lantingju. It was already dark and she thought Ye Lancheng was not at home. When she entered the house and saw the lights brightly lit, she knew that he had come back first.
An Zhisu changed her shoes at the entrance and called out "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 a briskness. He flew into the kitchen like a butterfly and said with a brisk voice and laughter: "Ye Lancheng."
"Huh?" Ye Lancheng was busy washing and chopping vegetables, so he didn't care and answered again.
"Ye Lancheng." An Zhisu stood behind him and shouted again.
This time Ye Lancheng stopped, thinking that she was calling him three times, so he turned off the faucet and turned around, "What's wrong?"
Before he finished speaking, he threw himself into the arms of a soft, girl-like woman who was carrying her body. The fragrance was like she had just come back from outside, and a stream of air-conditioning rushed into Ye Lancheng's nose.
Ye Lancheng's body froze as indifferent as a deep pool, and his eyes moved slightly. He probably didn't expect An Zhisu to be so enthusiastic all of a sudden, but he couldn't deny that he liked her to be more enthusiastic.
An Zhisu didn't know why she hugged him, maybe she was moved by him today, protected and supported her, and she felt safe when she saw his tall figure. An Zhisu wanted to have God's care for her, and everything was there.
So after that, there was her and Ye Lancheng.
"What's wrong? Not happy?" Ye Lancheng seemed to hear her sniffling, and her voice was like a pair of sharp eyebrows knitting together.
An Zhisu was sullen in his arms and shook his head, "I'm very happy without you. I used your card to buy all the new scarves from Hermès."
"Oh?" Ye Lancheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at her neck, "Why aren't you wearing it?"
An Zhisu shrunk his neck, raised his little head, blinked as beautifully as the stars, and his big eyes looked like a child. "Ye Lancheng said, I wasted money. I bought everything, and after I bought new models, I cut them all up with scissors.
threw."
Ye Lancheng...
What hobby?
"You're not angry, are you?" An Zhisu felt guilty for a moment. She estimated that there were more than a dozen new Hermès models, some of which cost as little as 100,000 yuan.
Ye Lancheng said expressionlessly, "As long as you are happy."
"I'm happy." An Zhisu's face was filled with happiness that could not be concealed.
"Well, it's hard to buy happiness without a lot of money." Ye Lancheng nodded.
An Zhisu was even more happy. Women like to hear sweet words. Although Ye Lancheng said that it was not very sweet, but it was better because it spoke to her heart. An Zhisu wanted to have her, and she was indeed a tacky woman.
"No, but I still feel a little bit distressed." After being happy, You An Zhisu still felt distressed.
"Don't feel bad because I have no shortage of money." Ye Lancheng comforted him as he was a rich man.
An Zhisu said weakly, "I feel sorry for those silk scarves. It's the latest Hermès model. I should keep at least one."
Ye Lancheng...
Woman, don’t guess what you are thinking. You can’t figure it out even if you keep guessing. Ye Lan finally married a wife after thirty years of living, and the next day he understood the true meaning of this sentence.
"Okay, don't feel bad. Go out and have a rest. We'll have dinner later." Ye Lancheng rubbed his temples and gently pulled her out of his arms.
An Zhisu said oh and stretched his neck to see Ye Lancheng preparing the ingredients. He said "Would you like steak?"
"Yeah." Ye Lancheng turned around and continued busy with dinner.
An Zhisu's eyes are bright. She is so cute and so fleshy.
"Go out, there is a lot of fumes from the kitchen." Ye Lancheng was afraid that she would be choked by the fumes and cough later.
An Zhisu couldn't do anything to help her. She was obedient and went out. But instead of going to the living room to rest, she ran to the wine cellar. How could she eat steak without meat and wine as her two favorites in life?
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Ye Lancheng, An Zhisu, a treasure in the wine cellar, was looking at it. He was so excited that he finally selected a bottle of dry red wine from a Spanish winery from bottles of expensive red wine. He took it directly to the wine cellar and opened the corkscrew.
I poured half of the bottle into the decanter bottle and the remaining half was sealed again.
An Zhisu was excited, and came up with a decanter bottle. Ye Lancheng had already cooked two steaks, and the couple sat opposite each other. An Zhisu poured wine for Ye Lancheng, and then poured wine for himself. As a result, he was knocked down just after half a cup.
Ye Lancheng stopped him.
"You can only drink so much." Ye Lancheng took the decanter bottle from her hand.
"I have a good drinking capacity," An Zhisu tried to seek benefits for himself.
Ye Lancheng raised his eyelids and said, "Do you want to have a stomachache at night?"
An Zhisu...
Well, since she came to be my aunt, she had forgotten that this man could remember it so clearly.
An Zhisu licked her lips. She had known earlier that she would stop drinking. The smell of wine attracted the alcohol bug. It was like a drug addiction. If she didn't let her drink enough, she would die of discomfort.
The most disgusting thing is that she also opened a bottle that was priceless. The most famous collection of wines in Spain is produced by Pingus Winery. The first vintage of Tempranillo was in 1995, which was very popular among red wine lovers as soon as it was produced.
, highly recommended.
Later, in 1997, after the shipwreck, the production volume was extremely low, and a bottle of this wine became even more difficult to find. In the U.S. market, the price nearly doubled. Now, the average price of a bottle of red wine like this is
For around $900 there is what is called Spanish, "cult wine".
Therefore, this wine is not expensive but rare. One bottle is less than one bottle. An alcoholic like An Zhisu can contract a whole bottle without any pressure. In the end, Ye Lancheng only let her drink half a glass. This is better than not letting her
Eating meat makes me depressed.
"Can I just have one drink? Just one drink!" An Zhisu refused to give up. He raised a finger and found half a cup. He was so greedy.
Ye Lancheng cut the steak slowly and replied, "No matter how hard I haggle, I won't get a bite."
An Zhisu was decisive. He closed his mouth and picked himself up. He was afraid that Ye Lancheng would snatch the half cup away.
Ye Lancheng raised the corners of his lips and ignored her childish behavior.
Since it was only half a cup, An Zhisu drank it carefully, taking small sips and sips. Each sip had to be satiated in his mouth before he swallowed it. Every time he swallowed a sip, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
It seemed like the little girl finally got her long-cherished doll.
Ye Lancheng is elegant, caring for himself while eating steak, and occasionally takes a look at An Zhisu while drinking.
Satisfied, she drank wine and ate meat. After the meal, An Zhisu took the initiative to clean up the tableware, but Ye Lancheng sent her away because she was menstruating and could not touch cold water.
An Zhisu was stupid. After returning to the room, he took his pajamas to take a shower. Only then did he remember why she had to use cold water to wash the dishes. There was no hot water in the kitchen.
Thinking of this detail, her heart felt warm again.
Invisible flirting is the most deadly!
Ye Lancheng flirts with girls, his rank is too high and he has an absolute third degree black belt level.