[Crossing Books] Become a wealthy man and wife

Now Ning Wenluo couldn't sit still, no matter whether his body hurts or not.He took it off directly, and he found a pair of scissors on the table not far away. He got out of bed to get the scissors and cut the skirt to pieces.

He was still muttering: "Damn! Let me wear it again, I will fight you desperately, even if I die."

After Ning Wenluo finished cutting and felt relieved, he went to the closet to find a set of simple clothes to put on.

When Lin Yan opened the door with the food in hand, what caught his eyes was the pile of shredded clothes on the ground.And the culprit who was cut into pieces was sitting on the bed sulking.

Lin Yan walked up to him and put down the food and asked, "Why do you hate pink?"

"Let me tell you, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you saved my life. If you let me wear that damn thing again, I will fight you hard." Ning Wenluo clenched his fists and said viciously.

"I see." After Lin Yan answered, he lifted his feet up and put him on the bed, then carefully covered him with the quilt, and then prepared to feed him with food.

Ning Wenluo quickly refused: "Wait a minute! I will do it myself!"

"it is good."

Ning Wenluo paused after taking the first bite of food. The taste was familiar but he didn't know where he had it.

Ning Wenluo looked at the home-cooked meals in front of him, and he couldn't help asking: "Where did you order the takeaway? It's quite delicious...and I don't know where I've eaten it. "

Lin Yan looked at him and smiled slightly before explaining: "I did this myself."

"Yo——I thought you couldn't do anything except crack." Ning Wenluo teased.

Lin Yan didn't care about Ning Wenluo's teasing at all: "I know a lot, but it's a pity you didn't find out."

Ning Wenluo laughed and ate quietly, but the more he ate the meal, the more familiar the taste became.But he just couldn't remember where he ate it, and the thing that slapped him on the head that day made him very suspicious.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Lin Yan reached out and patted his head, and said, "What are you thinking?"

After being slapped by him, Ning Wenluo came back to his senses and glared at him.

"Don't pat me on the head."

"I have a bad temper."

Ning Wenluo said: "My head is not something you can take casually, it can only be given to..." Lin Yan took the photo...

Before Ning Wenluo finished speaking, his mind instantly remembered the days when he and Lin Yan were in college.

At that time, Lin Yan always liked to pat his head, and he also said that only I can do it alone, and no one else can do it.

Someone used to rub his head all the time, saying that Luo Luo's hair is so soft and easy to touch.

As a result, that person dropped out of school suddenly for some reason, and even shunned him when he saw him.

Later he found out that it was Lin Yan who did it.He ran to ask Lin Yan and said confidently: You said before that you can only touch it for me.

But Lin Yan always pats him habitually and rubs him again, treating him like a puppy.It was useless for him to resist every time, and then he could only get used to it slowly.

Lin Yan narrowed his eyes, and then asked, "Who is it only for touching?"

"No one, and you don't know anyone." After Ning Wenluo finished speaking, he quickly picked up the rice in the bowl, put the bowl in Lin Yan's hand, and quickly lay down and pulled the quilt to cover it.

"If you have nothing to do, go quickly, don't disturb my rest, my back is very tired."

"Okay, then take a good rest and take care of your waist~" Lin Yan went out with an empty bowl after finishing speaking.

Hearing his words, Ning Wenluo thought of what he did last night, and blushed. Ning Wenluo cursed: "Smelly rascal, you pervert."

Ning Wenluo was not sleeping even after lying on the bed, but was watching dramas under the covers with her mobile phone.

I don't want to see that perverted mask that hasn't changed for thousands of years, and I don't want to hear his voice that doesn't know if it's phlegm stuck in his throat or something.

So Ning Wenluo stayed under the quilt for a long time, and when his phone ran out of battery, he lifted the quilt and sat up.

"Are you willing to come out to take a breath? I'm really not afraid to suffocate myself in it." Lin Yan, who was sitting next to him working with a computer, stopped what he was doing and turned to look at him when he heard the movement.

"If you're going to suffocate, you'll die long ago." Ning Wenluo stretched her waist and said lazily.

"Why are you here?"

"This is my bedroom, can't I stay here?"

"Okay." It turned out that he brought her home, and it seemed that she was not far from death.

"Hungry?" Lin Yan asked.

He said that he was indeed a little hungry, he touched his stomach and said, "Yes."

Lin Yan didn't do his work anymore. He closed the computer and stood up and said to him, "Get up then, and I'll make you something to eat."

Ning Wenluo lay down for a whole day, his body bones were already limp and his head was heavy, so now he just wants to sit for a while.

Lin Yan waited for a while and didn't see him answering him, then looked at him and found that he was in a daze again.

He didn't understand when this little guy became so dazed.

Lin Yan said helplessly, "Really."

After finishing speaking, she came over and the princess hugged him directly, and Ning Wenluo hurriedly put her arms around his neck to avoid falling off.

When I came to the living room, Lin Yan put him on the sofa and put a pillow behind him so that I could write comfortably.

The living room is very simple, it looks a bit like a house with four walls.But judging from the place where red wine is placed, it can be seen that this pervert is very rich.

All kinds of red wine, seeing this, Ning Wenluo felt that this pervert especially loves red wine.

It just feels like there is nothing to write more things, just the coffee table in front of him, just a remote control and nothing.

If you look carefully, you will find that there is still a layer of dust on it.

"Your house feels like a barren house, it doesn't smell like home at all." Ning Wenluo complained.

"Then make it look like home." Lin Yan said casually.

Ning Wenluo directly refused after hearing it: "It's not my house, why should I fix it for you?"

Lin Yan was not talking, but was busy cooking there.

The kitchen of Lin Yan's house was open-air, and Ning Wenluo was lying dead in the living room.The mobile phone has no battery and can't play, so I can only put a TV to relieve the boredom.

"It's so boring..." Ning Wenluo hugged the pillow and said with his head stuffed inside.

Ning Wenluo stopped watching TV, but turned to Lin Yan who was busy in the kitchen.

It may be too late, after all, it is already eight o'clock in the evening.I didn't plan to make him a particularly rich supper, so I took the noodles in the refrigerator and cooked him a bowl of noodles.

Lin Yan also fried two eggs for him, put some vegetables in it, and then put some ham sausage for him.

It looks very rich and delicious.

After it was done, Lin Yan brought it out and put it in front of Ning Wenluo, saying, "Eat it, there are no shrimps at home, so let's make do with it."

When Ning Wenluo heard what he said, he looked at Lin Yan with some doubts.Two eggs, vegetables, ham sausage and shrimp are added to the noodles. This is the standard for Lin Yan to make breakfast for him when he was in college. How did he know?

Ning Wenluo now has some doubts whether he is Lin Yan.