After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

It didn't work that day.

Ling Su was carried by He Yanhui almost to the point of motion sickness, and when she was put on the bed softly, she almost turned over and was about to vomit.

He Yanhui was taken aback, and quickly pulled Ling Su to lie down, letting him lie on his side and lean against his arms.

"Is it uncomfortable?" He Yanhui hugged Ling Su carefully, and gently helped him to follow his back, "I'm sorry just now"

"Hey, what's the matter." Ling Su's forehead was pressed against He Yanhui's chest, like a full-fledged milk cat that was being patted down. Unconsciously, with a coquettish milk voice, "In two days."

"Is the store too busy recently?" He Yanhui and Ling Su hugged each other, and kissed each other lightly while breathing.

Ling Su has always liked this kind of intimate contact, which made him completely trapped in He Yanhui's arms, being kissed delicately.

"Don't be too tired." He Yan rubbed Ling Su's hair back, and changed the angle to make him sleep more comfortably, "I will help you too."

Ling Su lay in his arms, and smiled when he heard this: "Okay."

——There may be something to keep you busy in the future.

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"Today is actually the first time I've come to see it."

Ling Su in the camera is wearing light yellow overalls with a loose and soft white t-shirt inside, making him look like a bouncing child.

Ling Su is holding a camera and carrying a schoolbag, recording today's vlog.

"This is the house my brother showed me, and I think it's quite appropriate." Ling Su said, walking back and forth in the house with the camera in hand.

The house that Ling Xiaomu helped him and He Yan to look back at was very suitable, and the location was very good, not too far from Ling Su's shop.Three bedrooms and two living rooms, because it is the top floor with a small attic.After looking around, Ling Su felt that her brother's vision was really good.

The house was hardcover, and before leaving, Ling Xiaomu helped Ling Su arrange all the chores that Ling Su could do. Actually, Ling Su didn't have much to do.

But this is the home he and He Yan returned to.

Ling Su wanted to arrange it properly.

"Actually, my younger brother asked me why I didn't tell him." Ling Su leaned against the window of his new home, resting the camera casually on the window sill, "But I always feel that I want to give him a surprise. It's like a gift That kind."

He Yanhui couldn't remember anything, and he didn't even have a clear concept of "home" in his memory.He rarely showed vulnerability to Ling Su, but Ling Su knew it.

He Yanhui was always anxious.

I am afraid that one day I will think of something, I am afraid that everything in front of me will slip away, I am afraid that all the things I have now will disappear.

So Ling Su wanted to send He Yan home with his own hands.

A home that belongs to the two of them and has nothing to do with the past.

"Wait until this vlog is released." Ling Su snapped her fingers, and couldn't help laughing, "It's probably a month or two later. I'll post this as a chore, that is, to do my own decoration or something. When I think of it, I will give it to Mr. He together."

It's not that he wants to tell He Yanhui how hard he is.

I just want him to "take a look", from now on, someone treats you well.

All the unhappy things in the past have passed, and the object God assigned to you has arrived after all the wind and rain.

Before meeting He Yanhui, Ling Su always felt that he was a person who had a sense of security and could completely give himself a sense of belonging. When he was with Guan Muzhou at that time, what he always said about falling in love and getting married was false.

But it wasn't until He Yan came back that he realized that no matter when he turned around, there was a person waiting for you at home standing behind him—it really meant a lot.

In fact, most of the renovations in Lingsu's shop have been put on hold, and he devoted all his energy to the small wedding room. He was so busy every day that he lost weight again.

"Why did you lose weight again?" At night, when He Yanhui was sleeping with Ling Su in his arms, he felt his terrifyingly sharp chin, "I will tomorrow"

"You just rest at home, it's okay." Ling Su quickly cut off He Yan's words, "I might lose weight if I run around there every day. It's nothing serious, just a little trivial. "

He Yanhui sighed lightly in the dark: "I'm sorry, I can't help you much."

If he insisted on going with Ling Su, Ling Su had to watch him while taking care of the decoration, it would only cause trouble.

Ling Su was taken aback: "No."

He shrank back into He Yanhui's arms, and hugged him with hands and feet: "It's good that you're here. I'm used to this kind of thing by myself, and I've done it many times before."

It's just that every time he came back before, he had to drag his tired body to serve the two cat owners in the family, and then collapsed on the sofa to sleep for a night.

But now it is obvious that the two cat owners don't want to see Xiao Lingzi anymore.

They stick to He Yanhui so tightly that they wish they could not get off He Yanhui every day, so that every time He Yanhui stands at the door and waits for Ling Su to come back, Ling Su opens his arms to hug the two cats first.

Afterwards, he could be taken back to take a bath by He Yan, and spend an ordinary and warm night on this person who made people want to stop time.

"Are you going out tomorrow?" He Yan asked back.

Ling Su nodded, thinking that it was almost time for him to finish it recently.

All the busy work is finally coming to an end!

"I'll be done in two days." Ling Su raised his head and kissed the tip of He Yanhui's nose, "Shall we go out to play then?"

It will take some time for Ling Su's store to be renovated. After the previous preparations are done, Ling Su is ready to be the shopkeeper, and intends to leave everything to the little girl in the store for her to help look after.

As for myself...

He had already planned it.

The newlyweds, of course have to go to honeyoon! !

Ling Su lived in the city center all year round and opened a shop. Every day was lively and lively, so she chose a quiet small town for her honeymoon.

"When the time comes to play abroad, I'll have to swipe your card." Ling Su smiled and rubbed He Yanhui's chin with the top of her head.

He Yan laughed muffledly, his chest vibrated slightly, and his voice was numb: "Swipe casually."

"I've maxed out my husband's return."

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In fact, Ling Su really didn't feel bad for spending the money returned by He Yan.

He Yanhui will help out as the accountant in the store, and Ling Su will pay him a salary.

But He Yan said that with the investment ability like a little golden boy and the stock trading level that is almost like a lottery machine, it is enough for two people to live with the money in his bank card.

Not to mention the large investment he made for Guan Muzhou.

Just drawing a small percentage is enough for the little swan not to sleep under the bridge hole.

But even though he was earning money, he still acted like a little wife every day, obediently waiting for Ling Su to come back at home, taking care of the cat and putting out the bath water.

Good-looking and virtuous, where can I find such a cost-effective daughter-in-law.

Ling Su, lying in He Yanhui's arms, squinted her eyes and thought happily.

Ling Su runs a shop by herself, and is actually very used to this kind of busy life, and she is also familiar with decorating the shop.

After signing the bill at the furniture store that day, Ling Su stopped by his own store to take a look on the way home.The store has recently been undergoing renovations, and it has been announced that it is closed for business. Occasionally, customers come in and ask, and they can still make a cup or two of coffee.

As soon as he opened the door and walked in, Ling Su saw a familiar figure from behind: "Hey, Xiao Bei? Why did you come to my place?"

The entire street where Lingsu store is located is almost an art street, next door to Lingsu store is a studio, and Xiaobei is probably the most unruly painter on this street.

Ling Su heard from the proprietress of the studio next door that although Xiao Bei looked like a Matt who played truant, he was a serious and well-known painter in the industry.

Xiaobei turned around with a quick biscuit in his mouth, and smiled at Ling Su lying on the bar: "I want to drink the coffee you made."

"Okay." Ling Su put down the brochure with a smile, "I'll do it for you."

"Are you going to change the furniture?" Xiao Bei poked his head over to take a look, and saw the familiar ikea in yellow on a blue background and several famous furniture stores nearby.

While waiting for the beans to be ground, Ling Su nodded with a smile: "Yes, I plan to change houses in a while, and I'm currently renovating them."

Xiao Bei chewed the biscuit in his mouth crunchy: "What about your old house?"

Ling Su's small courtyard is enviable both in terms of location and environment, and the interior decoration is also handled by Ling Su himself, which is simple and elegant.

Ling Su tilted her head and thought for a while: "It's impossible to sell it, I guess it will be rented out."

"Then you might as well give it to me." Xiaobei finished chewing the biscuit in his mouth, took a sip of milk and pressed it, and continued, "You know, I like your place for a long time, if you plan to rent it, you don't need to give it to someone else." , just give it to me, I will rent it at twice the price."

Ling Su was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "There is no need for high prices. I will go back and ask my wife's opinion. If there is no problem, you can rent it at the normal market price. I can rest assured that I will give it to you."

Xiaobei smiled and nodded: "Okay, then your partner must agree."

"Speaking of it." Ling Su handed the coffee to Xiaobei after pulling the flowers, "I'm planning to decorate these days, I've almost finished buying all the big items, but there are some decorations that are missing. I Looking at it today, I always feel that the wall is too white, so I want to buy a second painting."

Xiaobei nodded his head as if smashing garlic, and then shook his head again: "Don't buy it, I'll draw for you what you want, and I didn't even congratulate you on your marriage."

Ling Su smiled and rubbed his head: "Okay."

"Then tell me after you move in here~" Xiaobei poured tons of coffee into the cups with both hands, and raised his head obediently, "You can paint the walls if you want, I've rubbed you so much, I'll give you everything painting."

"Then please."

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When I went home today, Ling Su was planning to ask He Yanhui what style of painting he likes, but when he opened the door, he found that there was an extra person in the door.

"Eh? Lao Guan?" Ling Su asked He Yan to answer but he didn't answer, poked his head inside, and found Guan Muzhou and He Yanhui were standing side by side in the kitchen, they didn't know what they were doing.

He changed his shoes, walked in, and found that these two people were in the

Researching a recipe?

"What is whitesaage?" Guan Muzhou held his iad in a daze.

He Yanhui next to him stood sideways, lowered his head and cut butter with a knife: "Whitesauce? Butter and starch? I remember it like this."

Ling Su stood there blankly, watching the two people discuss how to cook as if no one else was there.

Not

He Yan asked if your skill points are a little too full! ? ! ?

Ling Su walked over angrily, and passed by Guan Muzhou who was taken aback by him. After He Yan cut a small piece of butter and put it down, he went up and snatched the knife on the table: "He Yan Yan Hui, come out for me!"

He Yanhui was taken aback. Even though he didn't know why Ling Su was angry, when he heard his angry voice, he subconsciously stood up obediently and put his hands to the seam of his trousers obediently, just like during military training because The innocent school girl who was scolded by the instructor when the girl stared at him.

"What kind of kitchen are you in!" Ling Su glared at him, seeing He Yan's innocent expression made him even more furious, "What if the knife falls off and catches fire!?"

"That's why I called Guan Muzhou." He Yanhui fumbled to pull Ling Su's hand, and smiled flatteringly at him, "It's okay."

He always felt that Ling Su had lost a lot of weight recently, seeing that he had to cook after running in and out every day, he always felt that he should do something to help.

It just so happened that Guan Muzhou called him today and wanted to ask if they were free and if they would like to go out for dinner on the weekend. He Yan thought about it and simply called him home.

"I always feel that I remember doing this, it's very simple." He Yan lowered his eyes and held Ling Su's hand to beg for mercy.

"You don't remember anything, so you can remember this?" Ling Su raised his head, obviously not buying He Yan's answer.

The iad placed on the window sill, no one has seen it! ?

He Yan scratched his head back, just lowered his head and laughed, like a child who was wronged.

"Remember what? How to make dumplings or how to make croquettes?"

"That's not true." Guan Muzhou, who was eating melons, interjected, "But I remembered how to roast lamb chops."

Ling Su almost popped her eyes out.

He Yanhui really packed a table of meals by himself under the "guardianship" of Guan Muzhou.

Ling Su knew how troublesome Guan Muzhou was in the kitchen. It was a miracle that this old man was able to stand here, so there was no need to expect him to move an extra finger.

And He Yanhui, a person who couldn't see anything at all, just used Ling Su's five or six kitchen knives together, and spent the whole afternoon groping to cook for Ling Su.

"Don't be angry with me." He Yan smiled back, holding Ling Su's hand and pulling him towards the kitchen, "It's hard work."

is not easy.

Ling Su sighed, and walked in together helplessly.

Where have you ever heard of people with bad eyes entering the kitchen? Knives, fire, boiling water, boiling oil, accidentally knocked over, everything is a serious matter.

"Is it fragrant?" He Yanhui hugged Ling Su from behind, wrapped his arms around his waist and smiled shyly.

Young children learning to cook for the first time desperately need a compliment.

Ling Su looked at this dinner that was even set on a plate, and couldn't help sighing: "I'll take the rest of the incense."

He Yanhui buried his head behind Ling Su's back, and laughed out loud: "Okay."

Ling Su is a professional in food cooking. When the kitchen door is opened and the apron is closed, the momentum standing inside is not comparable to that of the two stupid big men before.

The two evicted men stood by the door chatting.

"Is Ling Su's craftsmanship perfect?" Guan Muzhou chewed a cucumber, leaning against the door and looking enviously, "I can eat it every day."

He Yan nodded seriously.

"Have you ever tasted the soup made by Ling Xiaosu?" Guan Muzhou seemed to suddenly remember, and turned around to ask, "What kind of chicken soup, duck soup, and pigeon soup did he cook? .”

"Don't tell him whether the soup is soup or not." Ling Su brought out the plate, glanced at He Yan, "Boss He loves tomato and egg drop soup in his life."

Guan Muzhou showed an obvious expression of contempt.

He Yanhui didn't think there was anything wrong, and sauntered after Ling Su to serve the plate: "I'm wrong."

"What's wrong?" Ling Su put down the plate and scratched He Yanhui's nose.

He Yanhui leaned over Ling Su's shoulder and whispered, "Obviously you are the love of my life."

Ling Su smiled and shook goosebumps all over her body, and pushed him: "Sit down quickly and congratulate Zhongai."

"Aren't you two tired of flirting all day long?" Guan Muzhou said while gnawing on the lamb chops, "How long has it been?"

The two of them have been working intensively since they met. The weather has turned cold all the way from spring to now, and the saplings at the gate of Lingsu have grown taller. The sweetness of these two people has not diminished in the slightest.

If this is milk tea, it must be 23 points sweet.

It can't be filled with water for a lifetime.

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"Do you and Lao He have any long-term plans?" In the evening, after dinner, Guan Muzhou was lying in the small courtyard with a toothpick and Ling Su in the moonlight.

Guan Muzhou is a very defensive person, but he has been with He Yanhui for a long time, and this person is so transparent that he can't see anything to be vigilant about. the future of a good friend.

"I..." Ling Su turned his head and looked around. Seeing that He Yan hadn't come out, he leaned over and whispered to Guan Muzhou, "I bought a new house in Huiwan, and I plan to move there with him."

Guan Muzhou was startled: "You just took care of such a big deal by yourself quietly!?"

Ling Su hurriedly pressed him to keep his voice down, blinked his eyes frantically and hissed: "Keep down, He Yanhui doesn't know yet."

Guan Muzhou had an unreasonable expression on your face: "Now you are cleaning up by yourself?"

"It's almost there." Ling Su said with a smile, "But I've been a little dizzy for the past two days, so I plan to put it aside for a while, and take him with me when the time comes to take a look inside and out."

"Not feeling well?" Guan Muzhou was very concerned.

Ling Su waved his hand and said it was all right: "I don't know what's wrong, I ate a lot and slept well, but I just don't have much energy, maybe it's because of the weather."

Guan Muzhou frowned.

It's sunny and fresh every day, what's the weather like?

"I'm going to take him to see it in a few days, and then you come to warm up the house." Ling Su patted Guan Muzhou's shoulder, smiled and stretched out his hand, making Guan Muzhou stand up, "It's getting cold at night, go in and say Bar."

When he got back inside, He Yan, who had finished clearing the table, was standing in front of the dishwasher.

In order to take care of He Yanhui, Ling Su hardly put any small things on the top of the countertop. Generally, it feels like a large area of ​​emptiness, so that He Yan will not have any inconvenience when he goes back to do housework.

——Yes, He Yanhui likes to do housework.

I like it very much, I like it very much, I like it so much that if Ling Su doesn't let him do it, he will be in a hurry.

"You say this man is really not bad." Guan Muzhou looked at He Yanhui in the kitchen fumbling to put the dishes and chopsticks in the dishwasher, folded his arms and shook his head in praise.

Ling Su stood beside him, just smiling quietly.

"You have to hold it carefully." Guan Muzhou patted Ling Su on the shoulder and smiled before leaving, "Where can I find this one if he runs away?"

"Come on, hold on." Ling Su stood at the entrance of the alley, unconsciously wrapped his coat tightly when a gust of wind blew past, and watched Guan Muzhou get into the car, "Relax old man, we are doing well."

When he turned around and waved, he saw He Yanhui standing at the entrance of the yard, holding on to the door frame, waiting for him.

There was a small lamp by the gate of the yard, and the dim light and shadow hit He Yanhui's face, making him look very soft. In the narrow alley, the tall man stood like a street lamp, standing in the tens of thousands of places in the world. He pointed the way in the light of the house and told Ling Su.

Hey, home is here.

"Why did you come out?" Ling Su quickly trotted over a few steps, letting He Yan hug him back.

He Yan touched Ling Su's shoulder, shook off the coat in his hand and put it on Ling Su: "It's windy, I'm afraid you will be cold."

He Yanhui is tall, and his coat is one size bigger than Ling Su's own.He Yanhui's coat was draped over Ling Su's body, making Ling Su look like a child wrapped in a fortress.

"Laoguan just told me." Ling Su pulled He Yan back to put his finger on his shoulder, turned his head and said.

The moon above the head was very round, shining on the two of them, casting a very shallow light on both of them.

"Huh?" He Yan lowered his head, gently stroking Ling Su's fingertips with his thumb.

"Old Guan, he said he wants us to be good all the time. We should have plans for the future and live our own lives."

He Yanhui seemed a little surprised, and couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Have I finally passed the test?"

Ling Su pursed her lips and smiled: "You actually care about this?"

"Of course." He Yan took Ling Su's hand and rubbed it, "I was so nervous when I saw your parents and your younger brother, let alone Guan Muzhou. He was not satisfied with me from the beginning."

Hearing his aggrieved tone and slightly puffed cheeks, Ling Su couldn't help but pinch his hands to try the feel: "Okay, we've passed the test now!"

"Grandfather, mother, brother, friend, Mr. He Yanhui, unanimous approval!"

"I agree to spend the rest of your life with the handsome Mr. Ling Su."