The Evil Law of the Bad Daughter

Feeling overwhelmed, Lan Raoyin's eyes became moist.

She almost forgot that today is her birthday.

It turned out that he had been busy all morning just to help her prepare birthday presents.

Wait... She suddenly thought of something and looked at the exquisite dishes on the table. "Could it be... you did all of these?"

He obviously can't cook...

"Yes, let's have a try." He pulled out the chair and made a "please sit down" gesture.

Lan Ruoyin was so surprised that she couldn't speak, her hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and she suddenly remembered something, "Could it be that what you've been watching mysteriously on the computer these days... is this?"

"This...you eat first and then talk about it." Yi Yanfeng replied vaguely, sitting opposite her.

It's really not like what Yi Yanfeng would do at all. He actually learned how to cook for his girlfriend's birthday.

Lan Raoyin's beautiful eyes were full of mist, she was really speechless, she didn't expect that he really cooked for herself.

I picked up a piece of braised pork ribs and carefully put it in my mouth like a treasure.

In his calm eyes, a little nervousness betrayed him, and a pair of jet-black pupils stared at her tightly.

"How about it?"

A tear suddenly slipped from the corner of Lan Raoyin's eye.

Yi Yanfeng panicked, anxious and in pain. "Yin'er, don't cry, it's hard to eat?"

Lan Raoyin shook her head desperately, "I've never eaten such a meal that made me want to cry."

Yi Yanfeng gently wiped away the tears from her cheeks, "My purpose is to make you happy, what is it if you cry like this?"

Lan Raoyin laughed through tears, "Aren't these tears of joy?"

"That's not allowed either!"

In fact, it only takes one lunch or dinner to make her feel the warmth of the whole world.

Wind... I love you so much.

A white letter decorated with purple hyacinths lay quietly on the corner of the table.

With sharp eyes, Lan Raoyin quickly took it over.

On the exquisite cover it reads,

To:

Unique and precious, Lan Ruoyin.

Love letter!She forced him to write this sentence, but Yi Yanfeng refused to write it because he thought it was disgusting. He originally wrote, My Wife Yin'er.

Be as boring as possible, okay?

At that time, he was desperate, but now he actually wrote it.

His eyes were full of anticipation, like holding the rarest treasure in the world, and opening it carefully, the purple letter paper only had three lines of words.

A love letter to you,

Remembering the road we walked hand in hand,

Can't wait to give you happiness.

Lan Ruoyin cried while laughing, "Feng, you are so stingy, you are so illiterate."

But...he has been thinking about it for a long time!

But of course he won't say it out, how embarrassing, "What about yours?"

"I didn't bring it out." Lan Raoyin's eyes flickered.

Yi Yanfeng knew something tricky at a glance, "My good voice, sooner or later I have to take it out."

"I really didn't bring it! Why do I carry a love letter with me when I'm fine?"

"Then, write one now."

Lan Ruoyin, "..."

Weakly took out a pink letter from the jacket pocket, well, she had been studying this all day, and unfortunately brought it out.

Yi Yanfeng smiled, and stretched out his hand to Lan Raoyin.

Lan Raoyin stood up, put her hands on it, and pulled herself into his arms with a force.

Yi Yanfeng smelled the warm fragrance on her body, and closed her eyes satisfied. "Read it to me."

Lan Raoyin blushed, "No, you have to watch it yourself, or don't watch it."

"Read it..."

His coquettish tone stunned Lan Ruoyin, "Then you have to read it to me too!"

"A love letter to you, remembering the road we have traveled together, and I can't wait to give you happiness."

Those affectionate eyes stared at her, and Lan Ruoyin heard herself sinking again.

This poisonous man.

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