marrying a bride is old

更新时间2010-2-29:24:29字数：2300

"Young Master Ye, the breakfast has been set up, and I invite you to get up and eat with the young master." Xue Ji said respectfully, and walked away with Xue Ge.

Xuege looked at her incredulously, is this the way she said?

Xueji explained slowly: "Last night, you also heard that Mr. Ye has a lot of solutions for our young master. It's better to leave this difficult problem to him than to do it ourselves!"

"That's why I'm angry." Xue Ge's face was not angry, and she couldn't hide her anxiety and worry. "You see, it was only one night, and he ate the young master to death. The young master is pure in nature, and always trusts others easily. Haven't we suffered less from this before?"

"Snow Pigeon," Xue Ji showed rare caution, "I care about the young master just like you. But do you know? Yesterday, I observed Mr. Ye here for an afternoon. From his focused expression when making pastries and his concern for me , The politeness to Uncle Zhong, these are very different from the news you have heard. Xueyu once said that only a kind-hearted person can cook first-hand dishes. Why don't we use our own eyes to re-understand Mr. Ye? "

Xue Ge was deeply shocked by Xue Ji's words. To be honest, she did have prejudice against Ye Lang. Although Ye Lang's current performance in front of her did not match the information she had inquired about, but her preconceived point of view, It will always be interpreted as the person pretending.Moreover, she has been known as a "know-it-all" for many years, and she has never missed a chance when she came out. Ye Lang's news was obtained through many inquiries, and she was also confirmed by the servants who came by the Ye family. Could it be that everyone is lying?

Seeing Xue Ge's expression loosened, Xueji thought she was just worried about Nangong Lingfeng, and then persuaded: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much about the young master, even if Young Master Ye is against him, don't you still have us?! That sentence Although it doesn't sound good, it fully explains the current situation of the young master."

"Which sentence?"

"Fools have their own blessings!"

"..."

Ye Lang saw the two figures outside the door leave, and his thoughtful eyes turned back to Nangong Lingfeng's face, he couldn't get enough of the happy smiling face.Laughing in my heart when did I become so emotional, if my former subordinates knew about it, they would stare out their eyes in surprise.

Ye Lang patted Nangong Lingfeng's flushed cheek lightly, put his lips next to Nangong Lingfeng's ear, and said in a moderate voice, "It's on fire!"

Hearing this, Nangong Lingfeng suddenly opened his eyes, but his expression was a little confused, and he repeated in a murmur: "Miss, misfire?!"

Nangong Lingfeng looked sleepy, and Ye Lang felt that he could only describe it as "cute", without pretentiousness, as clear as clear water... Ye Lang's thoughts stopped here temporarily, because the word "fire" means After being digested by Nangong Lingfeng, he sat up abruptly, hugged Ye Lang beside him without saying a word, and ran outside, straight to the yard.

Xuege Xueji, who was waiting in the yard, heard the voice and looked back together, with the same expression on the same face - dull.This early in the morning, the young master came out with Ye Gongzi in his arms, and both of them were dressed unevenly. What kind of show was it? !

Ye Lang, who was held in Nangong Lingfeng's arms, didn't look much better. He just wanted to try this trick of waking people up that he had seen on TV before. Whole feeling.

Nangong Lingfeng saw that Xuege Xueji was still sitting on the low stool, stared at them stupidly, and reminded them anxiously: "It's on fire, hurry up!"

"On fire?" Xuege Xueji quickly stood up, looked around, where is the fire?

As if responding to Ye Lang's words, Uncle Zhong's nervous voice suddenly came from the kitchen: "Oh, it's on fire, you idiot."

The three of them (not counting Ye Lang who was being hugged) rushed to the kitchen door together, but saw Uncle Zhong standing aside, gesticulating angrily and anxiously, and Ah Qiang was frantically looking for something by the stove. Yes, the four of them looked around the kitchen, only to suddenly realize that what Uncle Zhong said about the fire should be referring to the sparks in the cooking pot.Isn't that normal?Uncle Zhong, why are you making such a fuss!But if you take a closer look, the fire seems to be a little bigger!

Uncle Zhong was talking happily on the sidelines. Seeing that Ah Qiang was in a hurry, he didn't have the consciousness to go forward to help, and he shouted in confusion: "Oh, behind you, hurry up!" What Uncle Zhong said It was the lid of the pot, but Ah Qiang didn't understand the essence of it. He turned around and saw the water ladle. He was quick to think, took a ladle of water with the water ladle, and put it directly into the pot.

After a burst of white smoke and a burst of chirping sound, everyone had free soup to drink!

"You idiot, who told you to pour water into it?" Uncle Zhong still kept his body still, scolding his unsatisfactory apprentice from the air. After teaching for so long, he still couldn't do it. He was so angry!

"Put out the fire!" Ah Qiang explained aggrievedly, "Help me, Master is so fierce."

"..." Alas, dead wood cannot be carved!Uncle Zhong thought to himself, it would be great if Mr. Ye would be my apprentice. Yesterday, I saw that his skill is not bad, he is a good piece of wood!

Thinking of Ye Lang, Uncle Zhong heard Ye Lang's voice, his tone was blunt and vaguely awkward:

"Can you let me go?"

Nangong Lingfeng instinctively felt that this sentence should be said to him, and when he looked down, Ye Lang was still firmly held in his arms.Seeing Ye Lang's face turned red, hee hee, his daughter-in-law is shy!

Smiling and cheerfully putting down Ye Lang, Nangong Lingfeng admired him and said, "Alang, you are so powerful, how do you know there is a fire here?"

Swipe, several pairs of puzzled eyes stared at Ye Lang at the same time. Ye Lang coughed and said "the secret must not be revealed" before picking up Nangong Lingfeng and walking to the bedroom. This kid was so cold that his body was frozen , and still have the mind to do other things!

Nangong Lingfeng felt cold when he was held in Ye Lang's arms. He kept rubbing against Ye Lang's body, and hugged Ye Lang's waist with his empty hands.Ah, the daughter-in-law's body is so warm!

It doesn't take much time to get dressed and wash, but if there is someone chattering tirelessly, no one can get up quickly.

"Are you good at divination? Tell me? I promise I won't tell anyone else." Nangong Lingfeng made an oath on his face. When he saw that Ye Lang didn't answer, he just acquiesced. His eyes lit up immediately, and a new round of chatter began. Endless: "Help me figure out if Xuege has any weaknesses, where Xueji's poison is hidden, why Wangcai doesn't like me, why Aunt Zhang is afraid when she sees it..."

Ye Lang's face was full of black lines, this man really regarded him as a fortune teller, the kind who knew everything.Ye Lang in his previous life knew best how to use the things around him to maximize his benefits. In this life, things like benefits and interests are far away, but the benefits still seem to be there. He coughed with a three-pointed seriousness. Qifen said seductively: "I just made a divination for you."

Nangong Lingfeng's expression changed, and he waved his hands hastily: "Don't count on me, I'm not stupid!"

Ye Lang held back the smile that was almost out of his mouth, grabbed Nangong Lingfeng's swinging hand, wrapped him in his arms, and said softly: "Of course you are not stupid. But I figured out another way, you can make you smarter."

Raising his head in surprise, it was the first time Nangong Lingfeng heard someone praise him for being smart, and he couldn't help but feel a little touched, woo, as expected of his own wife, only he can discover his goodness.However, besides being moved, the raised face was more of anticipation: "What method, tell me quickly?"

"Call me a hundred voices!"