Emperor Shaohao's favorite: the sky-high price, cute little sweet wife

"Look at you, you said such outrageous things again, didn't you say yes, don't say thank you anymore? You are my wife, and I can help you. For me, it is a very happy thing. So, in the future Don't be so polite to me anymore, understand?" Ye Jinglan's voice seemed to come from an ancient well, the voice was leisurely and refreshing.

Song Qing nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, I will adapt as soon as possible, please give me some time."

Such a soft voice and submissive attitude made Ye Jinglan startled, this woman really could arouse his reaction more and more easily.

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Back home, Song Qing was about to go to the kitchen to cook, but Ye Jinglan held her back, "You have something for you."

"What?" Song Qing looked at him curiously.

Ye Jinglan took a file bag and put it in her hand.

Song Qing took it out and took a look, a little surprised, "Shares?"

"Since Madam is ready to do something, I naturally want to cheer for Madam. Grandpa gave you his shares. In addition to the rules of the Song family, after you get the owner's seal, you can automatically get a part of the shares. Add up , you will be Song's largest shareholder, and no one will be able to stop you from doing what you want to do."

"You're always so thoughtful, with you here, it's hard for others to bully me." Song Qing looked at Ye Jinglan with a smile.

Ye Jinglan's eyes became softer and softer, "If you want, you don't have to worry about anything, and the Song family can return to your hands when the time comes, but you want to do it yourself."

"What's the point of hiding behind you and enjoying what's ready-made? I'm your wife. You're so strong. Of course, I have to improve my abilities so that I can be with you better. Besides, you will definitely be by my side to protect you." I have nothing to fear." Song Qing said confidently.

Ye Jinglan reached out and hung her nose, "This attitude is right, don't wrong yourself in the future."

"Don't worry, I won't do it again." After so many things, she will never make buns again, and people will have the opportunity to bully her.

"There are still some information inside, you go and have a look, it should be helpful for you to master the Song family, I will cook for you." Ye Jinglan said, and was about to go to the kitchen.

"Let me cook." Song Qing hurriedly pulled him.

"No, I'll just come." Ye Jinglan stopped her and went to the kitchen.

When Song Qing went to the study and finished reading the materials, she could already smell the aroma of food.

Going to the kitchen, seeing Ye Jinglan still busy in the kitchen, Song Qing stood at the door, looking at him like that, couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

"I'm done. I have one more dish. I can eat soon. You wash your hands first, and you can have some soup first." Jing Lan heard Song Qing's voice, looked back at her and said.

Ye Jinglan wore an apron around his body and held a spatula in his hand. That look was very warm and down-to-earth, but his appearance would naturally not be affected in the slightest just because he was cooking.

Ye Jinglan's appearance is really good-looking, even if it's something like cooking that smells of oily smoke, he is so charming when he does it.

"What's wrong?" After Ye Jinglan put the lid on the pot, she looked back at Song Qing who had been staring at her.

"Mr. Ye, many people should praise you for looking good, right?" Song Qing looked at Ye Jinglan, and there was a smile on her face unconsciously.

Ye Jinglan walked towards her with a smile. In those eyes, it was as shocking as a vast starry sky. After standing still in front of Song Qing, he bent slightly and looked at him with an evil tone. Opened the mouth: "I just need my wife to praise me for being good-looking."

After Song Qing heard this, she couldn't help laughing, then she looked at Ye Jinglan seriously, and said, "Mr. Ye, you are really handsome, I think you are the most handsome man in the world."

Ye Jinglan circled her waist directly, locked her tightly in his arms, and her hot breath fell on her face, "Really?"

Song Qing's heart was beating "thumping", and even her breathing quickened, but she still mustered up her courage and nodded, "Of course it's true."

"So, Fang Yixun, Gu Chengyu, they're nothing to you?" Ye Jinglan's voice became even more charming.

Looking at Ye Jinglan's eyes shining like countless diamonds, her smile deepened, "Mr. Ye, are you jealous?"

"You are my wife, do you think I shouldn't be jealous?" Ye Jinglan narrowed her eyes and looked at her dangerously.

Song Qing stretched out her hand, brushed her fingers between his brows, and then said very seriously: "When I was young and ignorant, I would always be confused by some things. I didn't understand until now, who is the best for me. , who is the one I should cherish. To me, they are a small part of the past. After experiencing it, there will be no intersection in the future, but you are different, you are my husband, and we will be together for the rest of our lives. Together, and I will only have you as a man in my heart... um..."

Before the words were finished, Ye Jinglan had already tightly grabbed her lips and kissed her deeply.

With an eager and domineering kiss, Song Qing was a little overwhelmed all of a sudden, she could only support his waist with both hands, and barely stood still.

When Ye Jinglan was finally willing to let her go, Song Qing could only breathe continuously.

Ye Jinglan looked at Song Qing's delicate lips that were kissed by him, and couldn't help but move again. If it wasn't for her strong endurance, Song Qing would have been wiped out by now.

Song Qing had already taken deep breaths many times, but she still felt a little dizzy, her legs were a little weak, and she didn't dare to let go of his waist with her hands, for fear that if she let go, she would fall down.

Seeing her like that, Ye Jinglan couldn't help but deepen the smile at the corner of her mouth. It was just a kiss, and she was already so hard to resist. When the time comes when she completely becomes him, I don't know if she can Can't stand it.

In order for her to get used to him slowly as soon as possible, next, she has to get used to him a little more.

Just thinking about kissing her, Ye Jinglan felt something strange in his heart, it was because her taste was so damn good, after just a little taste, it made people want more.

Especially her shy and unfamiliar reaction was a powerful bomb, wishing to hook up everything in him completely.

Such a beautiful girl, fortunately, those people didn't have good eyesight and didn't find her good. In the future, he will definitely spoil her fiercely in his heart.

"The feet are still soft?" Ye Jinglan's deep smile made Song Qing's blush that had just receded instantly revive.

Ye Jinglan sighed dotingly, wrapped Song Qing around her waist from behind, and took her to the sink step by step, turned on the water for her, and then helped her carefully and gently. She washed and dried her hands.

"If you wipe it down again, the soup in the pot should be boiled dry." Song Qing looked at Ye Jinglan's tenderness to her with special enjoyment.

Ye Jinglan threw away the paper towel, then hugged her behind her again, led her to the stove, turned off the fire, then carefully opened the lid of the pot and put it on a plate.

Then, he bent down and wanted to hug Song Qing horizontally.

"What are you doing?" Song Qing hurriedly stopped him.

"Aren't your legs weak? I'll carry you over." Ye Jinglan said as a matter of course.

"No need, I'm ready, I can go by myself." Song Qing shook her head.

Ye Jinglan's eyes darkened a little, then slowly approached her, and said, "You didn't lose your legs just now, but you didn't say when I hugged you, why, you like being hugged by me from behind like this?" hold?"

"I...I..." Song Qing subconsciously bit her lip when he was speechless to refute.

"This is mine, don't bite." Ye Jinglan reached out and gently pinched her chin, looking at her threateningly and said.

Song Qing just felt that their current appearance was getting more and more ambiguous, she hurriedly pushed Ye Jinglan away, and then hurriedly fled to the restaurant by going to get the bowls and chopsticks.

Ye Jinglan looked at her back and couldn't help laughing.

Three dishes and one soup, the dishes are mixed with meat and vegetables, it looks very refreshing and appetizing.

"Drink some soup first." Ye Jinglan made a bowl of soup for Song Qing, and carefully put it in front of her, "Drink it slowly, it's a bit hot."

"Thank you..." Song Qing picked up the spoon, and took a sip of the soup carefully. It tasted very good, "I never thought that you can cook, and it's so delicious. Most chefs are not as good as you. , you are too powerful."

When Ye Jinglan heard Song Qing squinting her eyes and enjoying herself, the smile on her face became satisfied, "I will cook whatever you want in the future."

"Originally, cooking should be done by me, but Jinglan, the dishes you cook are so delicious, I'm too embarrassed to make a fool of yourself in front of you." Song Qing said a little embarrassed.

"From then on, I will do all the cooking. You just need to eat well." Ye Jinglan picked up a piece of beef for her and put it in her bowl.

"Jing Lan, how can you be so kind to me." Song Qing looked at him very moved.

"You are my wife, I don't treat you well, but whom." Ye Jinglan said, peeling another shrimp for her.

For a meal, Ye Jinglan fed Song Qing first, and then he basically ate for himself.

After finishing the meal, Song Qing hurriedly got up to clean up, but Ye Jinglan still stopped her, "Just clean up for me, you must be tired, go eat some fruit and have a rest."

"Jing Lan, you were cooking just now, so I should let me wash the dishes, and I can't let you be tired alone." Song Qing insisted.

Seeing Song Qing's insistence, Ye Jinglan had no choice but to let her do it.

Song Qing was packing things aside, and when she was washing the dishes, Ye Jinglan looked at her the same way Song Qing watched him cook before, her eyes were so gentle that they could melt water.