The president tames his wife and loves him deeply

Where is Chapter 51 solved?

Lan Shan's back was slightly stiff.

Feel the man's breath is extremely hot.

"Where to solve it?"

She put down the spoon with a wandering smile, "Stay here, or go upstairs, huh?"

The tail is elongated and lingering.

"It should be better upstairs, right? At least if Miss Qin comes back suddenly, you'll have time to undress or something?"

Lu Suiran smiled lightly.

Go around her and sit on the sofa.

A push message came from the phone.

The screen suddenly lit up.

Staying on the interface where she was about to post on Weibo just now.

The qinyuan she typed was still in the input method, and she vowed to break the news, but there was no recording at all.

Lu Suiran was not surprised at all.

"Mrs. Lu's level of deception is better than others."

Lan Shan held on, with a natural expression: "It's okay, anyway, some people who are not very smart will believe it, right?"

I didn't even taste the porridge that Qin Yuan sent.

Lu Suiran ignored her and reached out to serve the porridge.

Lan Shan beat him first, picked up another bowl and took a sip, looking at him with puffy cheeks.

Like a little squirrel snatching food.

Lu Suiran raised his eyebrows: "Are you crazy?"

Lan Shan choked for a moment, and finally swallowed the porridge in her mouth, but the little flame in her heart burned more and more intensely.

Temper came up.

He dumped all the porridge Qin Yuan sent into the trash can.

Well, not even the thermal box... didn't survive.

It was like being held down and slapped in the face.

When she first arrived, Mrs. Lu, who was justifiably named, was still squatting in the small flower garden, blowing the cold wind in the middle of the night.

Qin Yuan actually knew the password of Mr. Lu's house!

He also looks familiar!

Mrs. Lu was so angry that she wanted to explode on the spot——

Turning her gaze around, Lanshan wiped her hands with a paper towel, and said nonchalantly, "This porridge doesn't add salt, so it's not tasty. I'll go and see what else is in the kitchen, and make it for you."

While talking, she cleaned up the dishes.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lu Suiran.

I saw him tapping on the coffee table with his fingers.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the contrary, it was dim, and the actions of the two of them on the sofa just now appeared in his mind.

His throat tightened unconsciously, and he retreated silently to the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Lanshan put the bowl into the sink, she saw Lu Suiran standing at the door of the kitchen.

"What, what's wrong?"

Turn back.

This reminds me, I want to settle accounts with her?
Lu Suiran looked away, opened the refrigerator, and took a bottle of water.

didn't say a word

There is nothing in it except the whole row of pure water.

Lanshan's head is getting bigger.

Why did you forget that when Lu Suiran lived alone, no one cooked at all?
Mama Lin brought her soup and other soups, all of which were brought from the Lu residence.

There is a ghost in the kitchen.

Lan Shan was a little embarrassed, but quickly adjusted and turned over all the grids in the kitchen.

There is absolutely no possibility of salvation.

"How about going out to eat?"

Lan Shan smiled, "Well... takeaway is also available, just wait."

Lu Suiran picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and threw it to her, "You call."

Lan Shan was slightly taken aback.

Start searching for nearby restaurants right away.

Then, sadly, I discovered...

Jingshui Garden is the end area for takeaway.

Well, in a high-end residential area like Jingshuiyuan, even a starlet like her can live freely, so how could anyone be able to drop in by the way.

Lu Suiran took a sip of water, his Adam's apple moved slightly...

Lan Shan's eyes shifted slightly, and his attention wandered a bit.

The man glanced over.

She immediately returned to the distress of how to solve the dinner.

"I remember there is a supermarket next to it, if you go shopping for vegetables now and come back."

Lan Shan glanced at the time, "At 06:30, we should be able to have dinner."

Lu Suiran: "How dare you go to the supermarket?"

Lan Shan was stopped by his words.

In places like hospitals, they were guarded for several days.

I don't know how much Gu Yutong spent to find someone to smear her to death.

Still so majestic, appearing in public.

Isn't it obvious that he hit the muzzle of the gun by himself?
Lu Suiran moved his phone, and he had returned to his usual expressionless expression.

"When is Mrs. Lu going to petrify?"

Lan Shan rubbed her face, "It's almost gone."

See how he took his laptop and started to deal with official business.

There was only a lonely bottle of mineral water on the coffee table, and the porridge she poured into the trash can was still steaming and fragrant.

It's just...a crime.

"that."

Lan Shan was at a loss for words, "I'll go upstairs and pretend, then there won't be any problems."

Lu Suiran didn't lift his head.

Lan Shan ran upstairs.

Although she hasn't been very popular yet, even if she's just a starlet in the [-]th line, who doesn't know the basics of camouflage.

It took about 10 minutes to get fully armed.

The big mask covered most of Lan Shan's face when she walked through the living room.

Lu Suiran raised his head and glanced at her.

There was a faint smile in the ink eyes, but it was very faint and flashed by.

Lan Shan even thought that it was just her illusion.

"Then I'm going out."

Lan Shan talked to him.

The voice has not yet fallen.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

She thought to herself: It's rare to be alone with Mr. Lu, who else would take the time to sabotage?

Go over and open the door.

Move a little slower.

As a result, Li Xiang was waiting at the door with two large bags of ingredients.

Suddenly, she was taken aback by Lan Shan's outfit.

Li Xiang was worried, and glanced inside.

Lu Suiran sat on the sofa in the living room, tapping the keyboard with his slender fingers, his eyes serious.

It's true, that's right.

Lan Shan took off the mask casually, smiled at Li Xiang, "Please run for a while."

"Should be."

When Li Xiang handed it to her, he seemed quite worried and asked, "Does Mrs. Lu need help?"

I guess it's because I don't really believe that Lan Shan really knows how to cook.

Lan Shan took the things over, "I can't see that Special Assistant Li still has hobbies in this area."

Li Xiang kept smiling, "I guess there is."

Lan Shan maintained a high degree of vigilance towards Mr. Lu's special assistance.

Asked: "Is there anything else? Do you want to come in?"

Li Xiang quickly said: "It's time to rest now, don't bother Mrs. Lu and Mr. Lu."

It can be said that it is very discerning.

Lan Shan brought the ingredients in, and she didn't know what Mr. Special Assistant was thinking, there were two heavy bags.

It feels like I can eat it for half a month.

When passing by the living room, she put things on the coffee table and took a breath.

The injury on the arm is still not fully healed.

With a little bit, there is obvious pain.

The man suddenly stretched out a hand and carried the thing over without any effort.

Lan Shan bent her lips and followed him into the kitchen.

"Really do it?"

Lu Suiran suddenly opened his mouth and asked her this question.

Lan Shan nodded, "Of course."

Open the bag containing the ingredients, and start sorting and arranging them skillfully.

Said seriously: "When I was 15 years old, I cooked delicious food. Some people say that just because of this, I must be a good girl who likes people."

When Lan Shan said this, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and her lips were curved.

A smile seems to be able to touch people's hearts directly.

Lu Suiran seemed to smile, "Remember so clearly?"

Lan Shan's hand washing the vegetables paused for a moment, then regained her composure, raised her head, looked at Lu Suiran, "Well, I remember very clearly what he said."

"You don't need to tell me about this."

Lu Suiran's eyes sank, and he unconsciously reached out to untie her long hair tied into a ponytail.

Suddenly, the voice was hoarse, "Usually, this person would say nonsense that he will marry you when your hair grows to your waist."

Long curly hair hung down her waist.

Lan Shan shook it, pretending to smile dangerously: "Mr. Lu, you know too much."

"Ok?"

The man hummed such a word almost from his thin lips.

Deep and lazy, inexplicably seductive.

Lan Shan wiped her hands, looked directly at him, and said slowly, "It seems that Mr. Lu must have done such things a lot before."

Lu Suiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "Mrs. Lu, you know too much."

The man came out of the kitchen.

The two of them seem to have a past that they don't know each other.

The docile and well-behaved little Lanshan never participated in his life.

The flirtatious and proud Second Young Master Lu has never met such a pitiful girl.

But in fact...there has already been an intersection.

Three dishes and one soup, served on the table.

Tomato beef brisket, fried eggplant in sauce, celery lily... There is also a bowl of yam pork rib soup.

Lan Shan called Mr. Lu to eat, and waited for him to sit down.

Turning around, he smiled and said, "Help me take off my apron."

Naturally, like an old married couple.

Lan Shan picked up food for him, "It's been a long time since I've cooked it, but it shouldn't be too bad to eat."

The words say so.

After she tasted it herself.

His eyes still fell on Lu Suiran's thin lips.

After all... She had to admit that Qin Yuan's porridge tasted very good.

Mrs. Lu.

Generally do not compare with others.

Once you think about it, you don't want to lose anything.

Mr. Lu eats very politely, he doesn't speak or express his opinion, just give him something from Lan Shan.

He will take a sip.

Lu Suiran became more and more like this.

Lan Shan's heart was itching more and more.

Like a kitten's paw, scratching and scratching.

Couldn't help but keep staring at him.

Lu Suiran raised his eyes, "Fortunately, it's not bad."

Lan Shan: "..."

"However, it's better for Mrs. Lu to cook less in the future."

Mr. Lu's evaluation.

Lan Shan was a little speechless.

Covered his head and drank a bowl of soup, the fragrance remained on his teeth and cheeks.

Only then did I regain a little confidence.

Lan Shan raised her lips: "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I've always felt that no one is worth washing my hands and making soup for him."

People in the Gu mansion have never seen Lanshan enter the kitchen.

"So, is it just for me?"

Lu Suiran's eating is not slow, but his posture is elegant, which makes people inexplicably fascinated.

Without hesitation, Lan Shan asked, "If not for you, who else could it be for?"

The words came out.

Sure enough, liking someone is the same as coughing, it is the most difficult thing to hide.

Lu Suiran finished half a bowl of soup she served him, and stood up slowly.

With deep eyes, "How much do you hate the Gu family when you work so hard?"

(End of this chapter)