my god is fiance

After all the dumplings were wrapped, Xiao Ye steamed them in a pan, and then brought them to the dining table. There were two large plates. Yan Lan looked at them, and even though they were steamed, they could vaguely see the original ones. Those who were not good-looking must be Most of them were made by him. I still remember that the best ones he made just after the end were comparable to that person's early level.

The taste of the dumplings is of course very good, whether it's because he did it himself or that person also did it, it makes Yan Lan feel like he can't get enough of it.

When tidying the table after dinner, Xiao Ye and Yan Lan's parents proposed to take him home after Valentine's Day. Although they were very reluctant, they agreed, and Yan Lan blushed slightly.

During the period before Valentine's Day, the two of them spent almost the same time as when Xiao Ye came to Yan Lan's house last time. They often went out together to see the scenery of the city. There was a big difference, the lake was covered with ice, most of the trees in the garden were only dead branches, and the playground was still full of tourists. Yan Lan took a roller coaster ride with Xiao Ye on a whim, and then there was a long Time clings to that man like a koala.

On the fifth day of the lunar new year, the family went to Grandma Yanlan's house again, and then on the sixth day of the new year, the two of them stayed at home in the morning, and in the afternoon Xiao Ye took him out together to buy vegetables in the supermarket.

After staying at home for the past few days, the two of them bought vegetables together quite often. On the one hand, Xiao Ye didn't want to make Yan's mother too tired, and on the other hand, his mother was also willing to let them choose what they wanted to eat, so whenever they needed to buy vegetables, They went there together, but this time the situation was different, this time it was because Xiao Ye planned to cook dinner himself!

What she heard from her mother more than ten days ago is finally going to be put into practice, but Yan Lan can't help but feel emotional again, this person seems to be able to become a teacher before he has studied with his mother for long? ?

When he arrived at the supermarket, Xiao Ye asked him, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"...you can cook anything I want?" Yan Lan couldn't believe it.

"That depends on whether you deliberately make things difficult for me," Xiao Ye pinched his face, "I can only cook home-cooked food."

Yan Lan: "...Okay." Then home cooking...

Yan Lan didn't really embarrass that person, so he chose a few favorite foods. Of course, he couldn't wait to taste more of this person's craftsmanship, so he chose more dishes, and at the end of the checkout, a bag was full. It is enough to make seven or eight tricks.

On the way, Yan Lan asked that person: "Do you want me to help you when you go back?"

Xiao Ye was carrying the bag of things by himself, and asked expressionlessly: "What will you do?"

"Wash the vegetables." Yan Lan cleared her throat.

"Okay, then go back and wash it for me." Xiao Ye didn't refuse either.

So when he got home, Yan Lan really took out all the dishes and started to wash them. After he washed everything, Xiao Ye started to process it. Yan Lan looked at it and found that Xiao Ye's knife skills should be said to be good. The slices can be made as thin as possible. Even, the speed is not too slow, he couldn't help sighing: "Your learning ability is really strong enough."

He did notice that Xiao Ye often went to the kitchen and his mother to study these days, and occasionally practiced by himself. Of course, the problem was that the time was too short, and it was not easy to practice to this level.

Someone who hears the compliment doesn't react and keeps on doing their own thing.

Soon after all the ingredients were processed, Xiao Ye took out the oil and said to Yan Lan: "You should go outside and wait, there is too much oil smoke here."

"No need," Yan Lan said, "I'll stay here with you."

He is not afraid of oil fumes, of course he is not afraid, not to mention he also wants to appreciate his appearance when cooking.

Yan Lan smiled and took the apron to help the man around.

Of course, Xiao Ye's expression was quite serious and focused when he was cooking, and his technique was very skillful. Although his 1.8-meter tall man was a little bit out of line with an apron, it also added a rare sense of warmth. Lan felt that the more she watched him cook, the more she wanted to hug him from behind.

This idea was realized when the person finished frying the last dish. Xiao Ye set up the plate and wanted to order the person to start serving the dishes, but suddenly something was wrapped around his waist, and when he looked down, it turned out to be two arms.

Yan Lan embraced the man's waist, pressed her cheek against his back, and closed her eyes subconsciously.

Xiao Ye put down the plate helplessly, held one of his hands, and said after a while: "Have you hugged enough? It's time to eat. The dishes are almost cold."

Yan Lan took a deep breath, the unique aura on his body is very fascinating, the feeling of holding him like this is too good, the voice when speaking seems to be passed to her ears, it is a very magical experience .

"I haven't hugged enough yet." Someone's nasal voice seemed to be coquettish.

"Then go back to your room after dinner and continue." Xiao Ye said helplessly, "It won't be good when your parents come out and see us like this."

"...Okay." Someone had to reluctantly let go.

Starting from this meal, Xiao Ye would often show off his cooking skills. Of course, he did not cook as much as the first few times. After all, it was not a particularly important day, and the family had enough to eat.In this way, after the two meals, Yan Lan started to formulate recipes, trying to taste as many new dishes as possible.

In good conscience, he thinks that Xiao Ye's dishes are really delicious. Although he doesn't know how to cook particularly complicated dishes, and the taste is not at the peak, home-cooked dishes are not so particular. It's good to eat happily together.

My parents could see that they were really happy. From the first time, they would always praise Xiao Ye every time he cooks. They simply poured out all the praises. There is a problem that needs to be explained here. They were only responsible for praising Xiao Ye, but they didn't say anything about Yan Lan at the same time, which meant that the two of them didn't have any place for him in their hearts.

Someone couldn't help but wonder if they should learn something too, it doesn't take much, just the same, at least they can regain a little sense of existence in the place where Xiao Ye exists.

The time of the holidays always passes quickly, and with that person's company, they go like the wind. Yan Lan feels that the ten days are really like a flick of a finger, and they will also usher in the last one they will spend in their hometown. Holiday: Valentine's Day.

Yan Lan has been planning what to do that day since a few days ago. This is the first time he officially celebrates Valentine's Day with his lover. He has no experience at all, and he doesn't know if he should have some romantic surprises or something. Make that person happy.

After thinking about it, he called Zhao Yu. That kid had never celebrated Valentine's Day since the first day of junior high school, and even celebrated two festivals in a year. It is said that he could come up with some novel ideas every time.

"I said my dear, you finally think of me." Zhao Yu's voice was playful and there was a bit of complaint.

Yan Lan stuck out her tongue secretly, as if she really hadn't contacted Zhao Yu since Xiao Ye came to their house, and those people who used to hang out together, the main reason was that no matter what he did, he would rather be with Xiao Ye Together, it is not even an exaggeration to say that he has not thought of them these days.

"I don't think it's normal for you, and you don't need me to think about it," Yan Lan said, "I want to ask you some questions this time."

Zhao Yu: "What's the problem?"