First Lady

Wei Shuoren's gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose flashed a bright light, looking at Lan Shan and Ming Ye's tightly holding hands.

Ming Ye took Lan Shan and sat down calmly, and everyone reserved two adjacent seats for them with winks.

Lan Wei'er sat on Lan Xiu's left side with a weary look, looking very tired, she lowered her head and didn't look at the two of them, but her heart seemed to be boiling up and down.

Lanshan began to feel Wei Shuoren's gaze from sitting down, although it wasn't too hot, it still made Lanshan uncomfortable;

She sat neatly on the chair, lowered her head and ate the food bit by bit>

The people around had a good chat. If we could ignore Wei Shuo's eyes, it should be a very pleasant dinner.

Of course Ming Ye could feel the difference in Lan Shan at this moment, he picked up a piece of fish, carefully popped out the thorns, and put it in Lan Shan's dish.

"Come and taste this fish and see if you like it. You are not your favorite fish."

This action frightened everyone to keep shaking their chopsticks. Lan Xiu choked the wine he had just drank into his nose instantly, covering his mouth and coughing endlessly.

Lan Shan is not eating or not eating now, she sits there awkwardly, accepting the sights from all directions.

After pinching Ming Ye's thigh, she knew that this guy was unreliable>

Tell him not to talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, but he agrees very well, hum, go back and settle accounts with him.

Ming Ye blinked at Lanshan, he didn't talk nonsense, he just helped to pick up some food, is this considered nonsense?

In the end, he couldn't resist Ming Ye's expectant gaze, so he insisted on eating the piece of fish.

She is not in the mood to savor the taste, in short, it tastes like chewing wax.

Lan Shan originally thought that this piece of fish would be enough, but who knew that Ming Ye was addicted to it, after a meal, he didn't see him eating a few times by himself, instead he spent almost the whole time picking up vegetables for her.

Lan Shan couldn't care about Ming Ye's mood at the moment. When the young master saw her eating his vegetables, he felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart, and immediately fell in love with this "breeding" mode. ,.

He thought to himself, it would be better if he fed it into her mouth with his own hands......

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