First Lady

Ming Ye lost a little bit of the majesty of the past in the face of decline. If Lan Xiu saw him like this, he would probably only be able to say one thing: A mountain is higher than a mountain.

Who said Lan Xiu was the one who doted on his wife the most, who said Lan Xiu was a wife slave, in front of Young Master Ming, all men who dote on their wives would regret it, that is the real 24 filial man.

Lan Shan's face became hot, two blushes appeared, and her dark eyes were wet and attractive, making her even more charming.

Mingye's Adam's apple is rolling, and he is so thirsty, when will he be able to swallow this delicious little fruit in his arms? It's too tortured to be able to watch but not eat all the time.

"Shanshan...don't torture me, okay?" Her voice was deep and hoarse, full of lust. [

Lan Shan straightened her upper body with a smile, and took the initiative to poke Ming Ye's lips.

"Well, it depends on your performance. Treat Mrs. Ben better, and maybe you will agree."

Tomorrow night with a mournful face, it depends on performance!Isn't the young master's performance not good enough?

Lan Shan pinched Ming Ye's cheek and pulled it outward, "Smile, are you hungry, let me cook for you?"

Ming Ye's eyes suddenly lit up, "You do it for me?"

The last time I was at Lan's house and said to make him supper, but she fell asleep after returning home, and he went to Italy before dawn the next day, and the supper has been delayed, but the young master has always remembered it in his heart .

Lan Shan stood up from Ming Ye's lap, pulled his hand to go downstairs,

"Yes, young master, I'll make it for you. You go take a bath and change your clothes first."

"it is good……"

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After returning to the room tomorrow night, he took a hot shower as quickly as possible, changed into a smoke gray furniture suit, slacks, and cotton slippers similar to those on Lan Shan's feet, and came downstairs.

A faint fragrance wafted from the kitchen, he curled his lips and walked slowly.

Lan Shan was cutting vegetables in an apron, and soup was boiling in a pot next to her. Her brows were calm, with a slight smile, and her body seemed to be glowing.How can he not look away.

Such a picture made Ming Ye feel a warm current in his heart, and he experienced the feeling of 'home' for the first time, which was never given to him by his parents.

Mingye walked over gently, embraced Lanshan from behind, and held her completely in his arms, "Shanshan, you are so kind."

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