Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 72 It's over, he won't like Ou Xiaolan, will he?

Ou Lan stood at the door of the kitchen, her bright little face was covered with resentment, she silently looked at Zhan Lingtuo, fried two eggs in an orderly manner, grilled two sausages and a few slices of toast, warmed up two A glass of milk, and finally he made a fruit salad.

She watched him take off his little apron, clapped his hands, and said, "Okay, Ou Xiaolan, serve breakfast on the table, wash your hands and eat."

"... oh oh oh."

Ou Lan was almost dumbfounded. She thought that Zhan Lingtuo, who was cooking, was super handsome, beyond the sky.

When the two of them were sitting at the dining table and eating the breakfast prepared by Zhan Lingtuo, Ou Lan kept staring at Zhan Lingtuo with a pair of beautiful big eyes, feeling like he was about to see flowers.

This kid is actually not a bear... is he?

Zhan Lingtuo had always been on the verge of hostility, and now being watched by Ou Xiaolan so affectionately, Zhan Lingtuo gradually blushed, and the last few mouthfuls of toast were almost rudely stuffed into his stomach.

After stuffing it, he turned around and ran, "I'll go upstairs to get my schoolbag."

Run away.

Back in his room, he closed the door with a "bang", he leaned on the door and patted his beating heart, Ou Xiaolan's eyes were so lethal, he felt like he was about to fall in.

It's over, he won't like Ou Xiaolan, will he?No, no, no, he's just coaxing her for his father, she's stupid, weak and vulgar, what can he like?
……

Ruo Da's castle was just her and Zhan Lingtuo, and it was eerily empty. Ou Lan took the keys to the garage to choose a car.

This time, instead of riding a motorcycle, I chose a relatively low-key sports car.

It is said to be low-key, but it is actually eye-catching when it is driven out.

No way, none of the richest man's car is low-key.

She sat in the driver's seat, Zhan Lingtuo sat in the co-pilot, and drove all the way to Huangjue Kindergarten.

Ou Lan's driving skills are still good, and she delivered Zhan Lingtuo to the school gate safely and smoothly. She naturally raised her hand and touched his head, "Go, I will pick you up on time at night."

After the voice fell, she realized it later, shit, she actually touched this brat's head, pretending to be a kind stepmother!
And Zhan Lingtuo was almost petrified, uh, Ou Xiaolan touched his head so tenderly, it's too bad, he's going to die, he's going to be petrified.

Suddenly, the handsome boy opened the car door and ran into the campus without looking back. Ou Xiaolan always used sugar-coated bullets on him, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

Ou Lan looked at the boy's back and muttered, "Have you been kicked out by wolves?"

……

Ou Lan didn't want to drive this kind of luxury car to school, but it was impossible to take the car back to Alan Castle and take the bus back to school, and she had to fight Ling Tuo at night, so she bit the bullet and drove the richest man in the empire The limited edition luxury car in his family's collection went to Yinghua University.

Yinghua University is a well-known century-old public school in the Zhelan Empire. The examination mechanism is relatively fair. People who are admitted to study here come from all over the country.

There are super rich second generations. Of course, there are always a lot of civilians in this world. Most of Yinghua University are students from ordinary families.

Therefore, when Ou Lan entered the campus in the super sports car owned by the richest man in the empire, it attracted a crowd of onlookers all the way.

There are many rich second generations from well-to-do families.

It's not that they haven't seen a luxury car, but that this luxury car driven by Ou Lan, which she thinks is the most low-key in the richest man's house, is actually the only one in the world, which cannot be bought with money.

This car baby just looks low-key, but it is absolutely priceless.

Ou Lan picked and picked, thinking she picked the most low-key one, but in fact it was the least low-key one.

(End of this chapter)