The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Seeing Lin Jingran taking out his cell phone, she quickly asked, "What are you going to make for me?"

Lin Jingran didn't say anything, but sat back beside her mysteriously, muttering, "You'll know when the time comes."

Lin Yingci secretly took a look at the ingredients he had chosen: onions, matsutake mushrooms, bacon, butter. Before she could even see clearly, her phone was taken away by him. Lin Jingran stood up and smiled mysteriously at her: "I'll go pick out a better bottle of white wine."

Lin Yingci stared at his back for a while, but continued to tend to her roses. After a while, Lin Jingran sat back beside her and said, "Let me help you." As he spoke, he took out a pink rose and suddenly asked:

"Xiaoci, what do you like about me?"

Lin Yingci put a flower into the vase, looked at him and thought seriously for a while, then blurted out, "Handsome."

Lin Jingran seemed very satisfied with this answer, and suddenly moved closer to her: "Nothing else?"

Lin Yingci stared at him, not knowing what to say, but Lin Jingran suddenly put his arm around her waist: "It seems like you have never called me Jingran before."

"No?" Lin Yingci was surprised. Lin Jingran nodded: "You always call me Lin Jingran, can you remove the word Lin?" His tone was very helpless. Lin Yingci nodded and slowly said: "Jingran...Brother."

Lin Jingran frowned instantly and started tickling her: "You're still screaming, aren't you? I told you to call me brother." Lin Yingci was the most ticklish and quickly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Jingran."

"Yeah," Lin Jingran finally stopped, and Lin Yingci put her hands on his shoulders. He was hugging her waist, and finally couldn't help it, he kissed her again. Lin Yingci didn't avoid it, but responded to him with the same enthusiasm...

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More than half an hour later, the ingredients were delivered, and Lin Jingran entered the kitchen and began to get busy. Lin Yingci couldn't help but follow him to take a look:

He first threw onions, carrots and celery into the pot to start cooking the soup, and then began to prepare other ingredients.

"We also bought some pretty good porcini mushrooms today," he showed her a large brown mushroom, then a slightly smaller one, "and the matsutake mushrooms are pretty good, too, very fresh."

Lin Yingci nodded and said awkwardly, "I can't tell which mushroom is which, how come you know them all?"

"Actually, I don't know it either. I just saw the picture when I bought it." Lin Jingran smiled at her awkwardly, and then started to heat the olive oil in a pan.

"How is it? Doesn't it look professional?" he asked again.

Lin Yingci couldn't help but nodded: "When did you learn it?"

"Chinese food in London is quite bad. Sometimes I cook for myself. Can you guess what dish I cook the most?" Lin Jingran chatted with her while putting the ingredients in the pot and frying them.

"What is it?" Lin Yingci looked at him with interest.

"Tomato scrambled eggs." He came over and kissed her, then took the white wine on the counter behind her.

"So what are we going to eat tonight?" Lin Yingci asked.

"Risotto, you should like it."

Lin Yingci was a little surprised: "How did you know?"

"I remember there was a party, probably in Hong Kong, and you seemed to like food," Lin Jingran recalled, and suddenly smiled mysteriously at her, "and there happened to be a classmate who was Italian, from Milan."

"So, he taught you?"

Lin Jingran nodded: "He said that they like to add wine to their dishes. White dishes are made with white wine, and red dishes are made with red wine."

"But I remember that the risotto I ate didn't taste like wine," Lin Yingci recalled.

"Alcohol evaporates at high temperatures," Lin Jingran explained to her, stirring the rice constantly.

"Go sit outside, and you'll be able to eat soon."

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Soon, Lin Jingran brought out two very beautiful Italian rice dishes.

"Try it," he put the plate in front of Lin Yingci, stared at her and took a spoon to taste it——

"Is it delicious?" He was a little nervous and a little expectant.

After tasting it carefully, Lin Yingci said very seriously: "It tastes better than any risotto I've ever eaten."

"Is it true?" Lin Jingran was a little unconvinced and quickly took a bite himself.

"It seems to be pretty good." He smiled.

"So you really can cook," Lin Yingci exclaimed again.

"I know a lot," Lin Jingran said mysteriously, "I know how to make all kinds of pasta."

"Did you learn this from your Milan roommate?"

"Well, he also learned a lot from me. He loves to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes..."

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After dinner, the two of them patiently packed up the flowers and went downstairs to throw away the garbage. It started to rain outside and it was a bit cold and damp. The two of them got a little wet because they didn't bring an umbrella. When they got home, Lin Jingran asked Lin Yingci to take a shower first.

"Do you want me to make you some ginger soup?"

He shouted towards the bathroom.

"Need not,"

He smiled, turned around and went to cook ginger soup. During this time, he received a call from his high school classmate, who was also the lead singer of their band, Jemmy. He told him a good news: the new song he recorded had a high hit rate on YouTube, and the band members had gained a lot of fans. The situation was very good. After hanging up the phone, Lin Jingran couldn't wait to share the good news with Lin Yingci. As soon as he turned around, he found that she was behind him. She was wearing his clothes, a loose solid gray T-shirt.

"I don't have any pajamas here, is it okay to wear your clothes?" Lin Yingci was stared at by him for a long time and couldn't help but take the initiative to explain.

Lin Jingran walked up to her, put his arm around her waist, and said with a smirk, "I'm yours, so what's the problem with putting on some clothes?"

Lin Yingci smiled and put her arms around his neck: "I saw you were on the phone, what's the matter that makes you so happy?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you," Lin Jingran said excitedly, "In the past few years, our band has released several songs but none of them have been well received. Recently, one of our songs finally became popular. I'll play it for you."

Lin Yingci listened to the song carefully, read the lyrics, and praised: "It sounds good, the lyrics are good too, it's good enough for debut."

"You are so sweet, Xiaoci," Lin Jingran walked up to her and hugged her tightly, "In fact, I have written a few songs myself, and I will upload them when the time comes~" Suddenly he thought of something, and his eyes dimmed a little, "But Dad will probably be unhappy if he knows."

Lin Yingci suddenly felt very distressed when she saw his gloomy expression, and hurriedly comforted him:

“People finally have something they love to do, so they must do it. In fact, life is busy and hard, and it is hobbies that brighten up the ordinary life.”

Lin Jingran was touched and nodded seriously. Suddenly he remembered that the ginger soup was ready, so he quickly brought a bowl and placed it in front of her: "Drink some, don't catch a cold."

Lin Yingci sat down at the island counter and said as she drank, "You should have a bowl too. I worked so hard to cook it."

Lin Jingran nodded, filled a bowl as well, and sat next to her: "I remember you said you like ginger soup."

"Yes, it was during the college entrance examination. The school cafeteria made ginger soup for us. It was really delicious."

"Well, you also took a photo of ginger soup and posted it on Instagram." Lin Jingran added,

Lin Yingci was a little surprised: "You remember all this?" Suddenly she smiled, "Have you been secretly in love with me for a long, long time?"

Lin Jingran almost spit out a mouthful of ginger soup. After coughing for a long time, he stared at Lin Yingci with a sly smile: "It's not a secret love, it's an open love."