The president tames his wife and loves him deeply

Chapter 119
When Lan Shan walked out of Gu's mansion, the sun gradually turned to the west.

I glanced at the time on my phone.

It's not even two hours.

Not bad.

It saves more and more time.

Just now, Gu Yuan couldn't see the indescribable expression, which was still shaking in front of her eyes.

Lanshan was refreshed.

My heart, which is often stuffy, is not blocked.

She stood in front of the gate and stretched. The Endless Summer in front of the fence was cleaned up, as if nothing else had been planted in it.

It looks pretty deserted now.

Lan Shan just picked up her cell phone, ready to call Mr. Lu.

The black car slowly drove up in front of her.

The car window was rolled down, revealing Lu Suiran's cool side face.

"Let's go, Mrs. Lu."

He turned to look at her with gentle eyes.

Lan Shan was a little surprised.

After a pause, he realized that he sat in the co-pilot.

"Mr. Lu."

She sat there, feeling a little dizzy.

The kind that runs at a very high frequency, but is completely useless.

"Ah."

Such Lu Suiran was too gentle and peaceful.

It's a bit like a ghost upper body.

Especially at this moment, when he leaned over.

Lan Shan's mind completely froze.

"A Sui."

Her voice was soft.

He stared intently at Chi Chi's face.

Really, I like him so much that I can't love him any more.

"Ok?"

Lu Suiran reached out, pulled out the seat belt on her side, and buckled it lightly with a "click".

Lan Shan finally woke up.

Suddenly...

A little blush.

"Does it hurt?"

Lu Suiran frowned slightly, and reached out to touch her forehead.

Lan Shan took this opportunity to hold down his hand, and raised her eyes, the peach blossom eyes were shining brightly.

"A Sui, I like you."

"I like it, I like it, I like you."

Maybe when you really like someone too much.

Any language will become very pale and powerless.

What kind of pen and ink is not enough to describe, it is probably not used by others to make up the number of words.

Lu Suiran was slightly taken aback.

She hooked her lips and smiled faintly, "Yeah."

Um what does that mean?

Did he promise her that he would like him so much in the future, or what?
Lu Suiran rubbed her face.

In fact, there is still a little flesh on the cheeks.

Lan Shan has always been thin, but when he looked at her recently, she seemed to be thinner than before.

Some inexplicable feelings quietly grew in my heart.

Mr. Lu's eyes were a little dignified.

Lan Shan touched her face, and couldn't help but ask him, "Did you eat something wrong recently?"

Lu Suiran paused slightly.

"No."

She still answered this question.

The decline is even more inexplicable.

He looked up and down Mr. Lu who was driving the car carefully.

Look, there is nothing wrong with it.

"A Sui, do you have something to hide from me?"

Lan Shan said in a deep tone.

Lu Suiran stepped on the gas pedal and looked straight ahead.

There are many cars on the road.

The green belts and pedestrians on both sides flashed by.

Lan Shan thought he didn't hear.

But I don't have the nerve to ask this question a second time.

I feel a little nervous.

Bowing his head, he squeezed his hand.

Talking to himself, "It's so abnormal, I almost think I'm terminally ill."

Lan Shan spoke lightly.

The man slammed on the gas pedal.

He looked at her deeply.

"What, what's wrong?"

Lan Shan bumped her head on the man's shoulder.

Confused.

There is no pedestrian crossing in front, and there are no people rushing out of nowhere.

What is this for?

"What did you say?"

Lu Suiran asked her.

Lan Shan was still confused, "It's nothing, I asked why you suddenly stopped..."

Mr. Lu looked at her for a long time with complicated eyes.

Anyway, with her current brain, which is completely in strike mode, she can't understand it.

"fine."

Lu Suiran said: "Then a dog suddenly ran out."

"Oh."

Lan Shan thinks it is quite miraculous that a five-good city like Ancheng can allow dogs to run on the motorway.

But Mr. Lu said.

She just believed it.

I didn't ask too much.

"Then let's go."

Lu Suiran started the car again.

do not know why.

Lan Shan still felt that he seemed to have something on his mind.

However, he didn't want to say it.

Lan Shan wouldn't pursue it either.

These days, no one has a little secret.

When he wants to say something, he will naturally say it. It's useless to think about anything else.

"To buy food?"

Lu Suiran regained his composure and asked her.

"Uh-huh."

Lan Shan nodded.

Peach Blossom's eyes are shining brightly.

The mistake not long ago gave Mr. Lu the wrong perception that "there is no need to have a kitchen at home".

Mrs. Lu felt that it was necessary for her to make corrections.

There is a big supermarket three or four kilometers away from Jingshui Garden.

Park the car in the underground garage and take the elevator directly into the supermarket.

As soon as Lanshan pushed a trolley, Mr. Lu took her there.

This action was done so naturally, I didn't want it to be the first time for the couple to visit the supermarket.

She walked beside him empty-handed, and suddenly wanted to abuse the dog.

Lan Shan looked ahead, stretched out her hand, and hooked Mr. Lu's arm.

She didn't look at him, and said as she walked: "I want to eat fish, I want to eat shrimp, I want to eat shrimp..."

He spoke too fast, trying to hide his little nervousness at the moment.

Mr. Lu looked as usual, "Buy."

"You always say only one word is a disease, and it needs to be cured."

Lan Shan couldn't help laughing.

In fact, Mr. Lu used to talk a lot, anyway, it was in her memory.

Well, quite a lot.

She raised her eyes and looked at him, with a smile in her peach eyes: "But this time, I like it very much."

Lu Suiran smiled slightly.

His eyes are very gentle.

Even he himself didn't understand why Lan Shan was smiling.

He seems to be thinking a little bit... Smile?
Forget it.

What is frying a kitchen?
Lanshan went all the way, and when he saw something he liked, he put it in the shopping cart.

Ingredients, various seasonings, and... Potato chips that never appear at home, maybe because of the afternoon, there are not many people.

Even for someone like Mrs. Lu who has just been on the hot topic list and has a strong sense of existence.

I also feel the pressure of traveling.

Of course, it may also be because Mr. Lu's finishing work was too clean.

When ready to checkout.

Lan Shan saw the liqueur chocolates, which were loosely weighed and piled up by the supermarket aunts into hills, layer upon layer.

Under the white light, the hot-gilt wrapping paper seems to be shining dazzlingly.

Lan Shan put his hand on Mr. Lu's arm, and his footsteps paused slightly.

The man followed her gaze, with a little doubt in his motu.

Lanshan turned her head, stretched out Bai Ze's slender hand, pulled the sleeve of Lu Suiran's white shirt, and shook it gently.

Shaking is quite vigorous.

She blinked her peach blossom eyes slightly, as if she could speak.

Lu Suiran raised his eyebrows lightly, "This is Mrs. Lu?"

Lan Shan looked up at him, and said softly, "I'm acting like a baby."

Maybe it's because of her inexperience.

It's so obvious that Mr. Lu hasn't noticed it yet.

She stretched her slender fingertips from the cuff of the man's shirt, hooked the cuff button and shook it carefully and softly, "If you act like a baby, you will have candy."

Of course it couldn't be more justified.

Gu Lanshan always seems to have this ability, when she is aggressive, she is aggressive, and when she is coquettish, she is tender and tactful.

Switching was stress-free.

Lu Suiran sneered: "Mrs. Lu, how old are you?"

"As big as you like...as big as you want."

Lan Shan raised her head up.

The peach blossom eyes are wide open, the corners of the eyes are flying, and the small face is bright and beautiful.

His eyes fell on the man for a long time, and then turned to the liqueur chocolate over there.

There is such a tyrannical posture of a three-year-old girl.

Lu Suiran smiled lowly, grabbed a handful and handed it to Lanshan.

The voice became clearer with a smile: "Hold it, Xiao Lanshan."

A man's palm is much bigger than hers.

Lu Suiran handed it over casually, and Lanshan had to hold it with two hands to hold it.

That "Little Lanshan" with a sloppy smile made her cheeks flush red.

In fact, think about it, in the past twenty years, when Lan Shan's parents were still alive, they never took acting like a baby for granted.

This is Mrs. Lu, but in front of Mr. Lu, she is naturally childish.

Can't remember how young it was.

Lanshan has a coquettish and flirtatious face that makes small talk every minute, which has had a great impact on her childhood outlook.

It's a pity that Gu Ming never gave her a chance to act coquettishly.

The woman she had called "Mom" for more than ten years would only say with a calm expression when Lan Shan pulled the corner of her clothes: "You have a sitting posture, and a standing posture."

But now, Yan Yan didn't know where she was.

Lanshan only hoped that she could still find the person who made her wanton to act coquettishly.

Walking through the snack area and fruit area all the way, Lan Shan seemed to be holding a handful of liqueur chocolates and would not put them down. She counted with her head half down, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the corners of her lips could not stop rising.

The delicate eyebrows and eyes are gentle and quiet.

Mr. Lu pushed the car, looking sideways.

Suddenly, I have some doubts, is my Mrs. Lu still underage?
The woman in front of him suddenly overlapped with the girl in his memory who was wearing a little white dress and folded flowers in the rainstorm.

She at that time.

Full of peace and quiet.

If it wasn't for the Gu family...

What Gu Yuan said to her afterwards, probably, she should have grown up like this.

Lu Suiran was a little distracted.

Lan Shan called him twice but didn't hear him.

"A Sui."

Lan Shan smiled and jumped over from under the snack shelf, "Help me get that."

She still held the chocolate in her hand.

Ridiculously childish.

Lu Suiran didn't think she was stupid.

This is a very strange process.

Maybe it's cute in contrast?
Lu Suiran walked over, looked at the row of biscuits and potato chips she was pointing at, and couldn't get rid of it all at once.

Lan Shan said: "Actors are not made by human beings, I can start eating and drinking in the future!"

Extreme joy begets sorrow, and almost bumped his head against the shelf.

However, it doesn't seem to hurt.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Mr. Lu's palm resting on the spot where she bumped.

Lan Shannuan's heart almost melted.

"A Sui."

"Ok?"

The little boy next to him was begging for potato chips in various ways.

Lan Shan couldn't help laughing, and whispered to him, "I suddenly want to act like a baby."

What is IQ?
It's long gone.

Lu Suiran put back her accidentally messed up ink hair, and a smile appeared in her eyes, "As long as Mrs. Lu likes it, it's fine with me."

(End of this chapter)