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281 Extra: Wei Lan (61)

Extra Story: Wei Lan (61)

No, I'll go back and eat with my brother. Wei Lan said.

Just those thirty or so dumplings? Are they enough? Yan Qingchi doubted the appetite of the two of them.

Wei Lan scratched her neck, thinking, I eat less, should it be enough?

Yan Qingchi was speechless, You are so embarrassed to say that I am caring, you are so heartfelt, dear. Is this the old society, you still need to save your money and save it for your brother, you are really...

Yan Qingchi turned around, and while chess and inkstone were still eating, he played more than 30 times, You will eat these in a while. If you want to eat with your brother, take it back.

Are you and Jiang Mochen enough? Wei Lan was worried that he would take too much.

Don't worry, it's enough, I make more dumplings every time, two meals.

He said that Wei Lan was relieved, but he couldn't help but sighed, Jiang Mochen's life is so good, it's so lucky to have a spouse like you in an arranged marriage.

I love hearing this, continue...

Wei Lan: ...No more.

It's gone? It's gone after a compliment?

Not bad. Wei Lan said, Look at who else I have praised, my strength is scolding people, not complimenting people.

Yan Qingchi shook his head, You are not as good as Jiang Mochen.

what?

Jiang Mochen praised me for being able to write a small paper without repetition.

That's his rhetoric, rhetoric!

No, Yan Qingchi turned around, you are stupid.

You are stupid! Wei Lan said angrily.

Yan Qingchi calmly said, You're not stupid, you didn't know until now that your brother likes you.

You seem to have known for a long time that Jiang Mochen likes you.

Am I not? Yan Qingchi asked rhetorically.

Wei Lan thought about it, and it seemed that it really was, before Jiang Mochen had confessed, Yan Qingchi was already very sure that Jiang Mochen liked him, so it seems...

Wei Lan snorted and refused to think further.

By the time Wei Lan and Yan Qingchi came back from the supermarket with their two babies, it was past seven o'clock. Wei Lan bought two lunch boxes, scalded them with hot water, and put the cold dumplings in them.

Just go back and warm it up. Yan Qingchi said.

Okay. Wei Lan said goodbye to him and his two babies, holding the lunch box.

Chess and Inkstone kept sending him to the door, and they did not forget to wave him to welcome him to play again.

Wei Lan sat in the car, called Wei Xun and asked him, Are you home yet?

not yet.

Then come back, I'll go home for dinner.

Wei Xun thought it was all over, he shouldn't go home for dinner, so he asked his assistant to make an appointment with a client for him. Unexpectedly, Wei Lan said that he would go home for dinner again. He was a little helpless, so he had to answer, Okay, you go back first.

Then call the assistant and ask to move the meeting with the client to tomorrow.

It was past eight o'clock when Wei Xun got home. Wei Lan was watching a movie in the video room. Wei Xun turned on the light and asked him, What would you like to eat?

Wei Lan jumped off the massage chair and said proudly, Guess.

It's still selling guanzi. Wei Xun said softly, What you like to eat is not just hot pot and stir-fried vegetables.

Don't eat that today.

Which one do you eat?

Let you guess.

Wei Xun has never been strong in this regard, You can directly announce the answer.

Wei Lan looked at him and smiled, Dumplings.

At this moment? Wei Xun was a little surprised, The dumplings are not filled, and the skins are not prepared, which is a little troublesome.

Then do you want to eat dumplings? Wei Lan asked.

I'm average, I don't particularly want to eat.

Wei Lan puffed up one cheek in dissatisfaction, I'll give you a chance to answer this question again.

Seeing him like this, Wei Xun had to cooperate, Okay, I really want to eat it.

Satisfied, Wei Lan said, Come on, see what this is.

Wei Xun followed him all the way out, and saw two lunch boxes on the microwave. @Infinite good text, it's all in Jamie

Wei Lan took down the lunch box, opened it, took out the bowl, and put it in the microwave.

This is? Wei Xun looked at him, You bought it?

Crap. Wei Lan turned to look at him, I went to Yan Qingchi's house and rubbed him a dumpling.

It's not that there is no home, is it worth it?

That's how you say it, what others have is always the best.

With a ding, Wei Lan turned on the microwave, took out the bowl, and handed it to Wei Xun, Here, yours.

Wei Xun brought it to the dining table, then went to the kitchen to mix two dips for him and Wei Lan, and took two pairs of chopsticks along the way.

After a while, Wei Lan also came over with a bowl.

Eat. After Wei Lan sat down, he consciously took a pair of chopsticks, Do you taste it, is it delicious?

Wei Xun picked up one of the chopsticks, and Wei Lan watched eagerly. As soon as Wei Xun ate it in his mouth, he couldn't wait to ask, How is it? Is it delicious?

Wei Xun nodded and said calmly, It's okay.

Just okay? Wei Lan felt that this evaluation was not high at all.

Wei Xun looked at him, otherwise?

I'll give you another chance to reevaluate. Wei Lan gritted his teeth.

Wei Xun smiled, What are you doing, do you think this dumpling is delicious?

Of course! Wei Lan said righteously, This dumpling is simply a leader in the dumpling industry, the kind that can win awards!

“Best Golden Dumplings?”

Wei Lan grabbed his bowl and said, Don't eat it, you're mad at me.

You've been angry all day today.

It's not because of you!

What's wrong with me? Wei Xun said deliberately.

What did you say to yourself?

@Infinite good text, it's all in Jamie

I don't think there's anything wrong with me, is it because I didn't award your dumplings?

Wei Lan snorted coldly, Do you know who made these dumplings?

Yan Qingchi, I know. Wei Xun said calmly.

Wrong, Wei Lan pointed to himself, I did it!

Wei Xun was a little surprised now, You did it?

Wei Lan nodded, I made it, I made it myself, it was the first time I made dumplings, the first time I cooked, and I brought it back for you to eat, isn't it a surprise?

Wei Xun couldn't believe it, When did you learn it?

Just this afternoon.

He laughed, thinking that Wei Lan called him to go home before, and helped him to heat the microwave oven, and kept asking him if it was delicious. It was full of tenderness, It's a surprise.

Wei Lan smiled and said, However, now, this surprise doesn't belong to you.

Wei Xun raised an eyebrow.

Wei Lan put the dumplings aside and said softly, I once had a dumpling made by me and put it in front of you. You didn't cherish it. Now you regret it. It's a pity that this dumpling doesn't belong to you anymore, hum!

Who are you going to give it to? Wei Xun asked.

My mother, my grandfather, anyone will do.

Wei Xun lowered his head and chuckled, Xiao Lan, are you planning to give my mother or grandpa what I have eaten?

How do you talk, you just ate one, what kind of food you've ever eaten, you call it an early adopter, or a poison test.

Wei Xun was helpless, Okay, then what can I do to get you to return the dumplings to me again?

Don't think about it, there's no chance. Wei Lan said indifferently.

He said and started to eat his own dumplings.

Wei Xun looked at him, a little helpless, but also a little funny, he touched Wei Lan's arm, I will reevaluate it again.

It's too late, I don't need it anymore.

Then you have a condition.

Can I say anything? Wei Lan asked.

Wei Xun nodded.

Wei Lan thought about it and asked him, Okay, then I'll ask you a question, and you answer truthfully.

Can.

Do you have something to confess to me? Wei Lan said with a smile.

Wei Xun thought for a while, then said seriously, Okay, since it's all over, I'll tell you.

Wei Lan looked expectant, Wei Xun looked at him, and said warmly, Actually, that dumpling is really delicious, but I thought it was made by Yan Qingchi, so I deliberately said it was okay.

Who told you to confess this! Wei Lan was irritable.

if not?

You're still pretending to be stupid with me! Wei Lan couldn't believe it, Brother, you're an actor, right? Take an Oscar.

Then I will definitely play with you.

I refuse. Wei Lan said angrily, I refuse to play with someone with a deep mind like you, hum.

I let you play the leading role, and I'll match you.

Wei Lan glanced at him sideways, Wei Xun smiled and said, That's alright.

It will speak nicely.

It's not to coax you. Wei Xun replied.

It sounds like you're reluctant? Wei Lan said.

Wei Xun had no choice but to continue to coax him, Where, I am willing and honored.

It's almost there.

So can you let me eat? Wei Xun glanced at the dumpling next to him.

Wei Lan himself brought it back for him to eat, and Wei Xun coaxed him for so long, so he generously handed the dumplings back, Tast them well.

Okay. Wei Xun smiled. @Infinite good text, it's all in Jamie

Wei Xun really didn't expect Wei Lan to make dumplings. He watched Wei Lan grow up since he was a child, and raised Wei Lan like a little prince. When Wei Lan entered the kitchen, he simply entered the kitchen and talked with him at most. , wash a fruit, and do nothing else. Unexpectedly, Wei Lan would take the initiative to learn how to make dumplings from others, secretly giving him a surprise.

Why did you suddenly think of making dumplings for me? Wei Xun asked him.

Yan Qingchi suggested it. He said that if I did this, you would be very surprised. I thought so too, so I agreed. Wei Lan looked at him, I just packed more than 30 packages, and I will give them all to you. The bowl I ate was made by Yan Qingchi. I don't even want to eat what I made myself, so I give it to you.

Wei Xun listened, and his heart softened slightly. In the morning, Wei Lan was still because of

He forgot what happened last night, and Jian Mao was angry like a small bomb; but in the afternoon, he was at someone else's house, and in order to surprise himself, he secretly made dumplings for himself.

When Wei Xun thought of this, he could not wait to bring all the precious things in this world to Wei Lan's eyes. He likes Wei Lan, and he likes it carefully but generously. He wants to give Wei Lan a lot, but now, he feels that it is still not enough. His little Lan deserves more and better.

Wei Xun looked at him quietly for a while, took a dumpling, dipped it in some dipping sauce, and handed it to his mouth, Then I'll give you some.

No, you can eat it. Wei Lan said frankly, It was originally packaged for you. If I eat it myself, I won't do it.

Open your mouth. Wei Xun said concisely.

Wei Lan looked at him and saw that he persisted. He opened his mouth and ate the dumplings beside his mouth. While chewing, he watched Wei Xun put away the chopsticks, inexplicably embarrassed.

Wei Xun noticed that he lowered his head unconsciously, and was a little surprised. He keenly found that the kiss still had an effect on Wei Lan. At least, Wei Lan began to know how to be shy.

Wei Xun finished the dumplings in a good mood, and fed Wei Lan a few intermittently. After he finished eating, he consciously took two people's bowls to wash the dishes. Wei Xun didn't like washing dishes. Most of the time, he put the dishes in the sink and waited for Aunt Wang to come over the next day. But he was in a good mood today, so he took the water and washed it.

Wei Lan looked at him and felt that he was really able to hold his breath. At this moment, he didn't want to say that he liked him. He gritted his teeth and thought to himself that this would not work. He had to find a way, otherwise Wei Xun Just pretending to lose his memory like this, Wei Xun can hold his breath, but he can't hold back. Wei Lan thought about it, and came up with a way - to treat others with the way of others, and it is not only Wei Xun who can pretend to be drunk, he is an actor, so will he be okay!

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