After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

"Wait outside." Song Mianmian was kicked out by Ye Dan as soon as she approached the kitchen. She stretched her head curiously and looked forward to it.

Song Anqing sighed for the nth time when he saw his sister like this.

Fortunately, Ye Dan had prepared the most difficult secret sauce before he went to pick up Song Mianmian. Now he only needed to put the noodles and vegetables into the pot, and then season according to the secret recipe.

Twenty minutes later, Ye Dan placed three bowls of noodles on the dining table.

Just one glance at Song Mianmian turned her eyes towards Ye Dan with surprise, "You...how did you do this?"

It was so unexpected that Song Mianmian's voice was a little knotted.

Ye Dan raised his eyebrows happily when he saw Song Mianmian's reaction, "Try to see if it tastes the same."

"Okay." After saying this, Song Mianmian couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and take a bite. Her eyes flashed with amazement. She raised her head and looked at Ye Dan with bright eyes, "How did you do that?"

"Don't worry about how I did it. You can always tell me if you want to eat it in the future." After receiving Song Mianmian's affirmation, Ye Dan felt better.

Song Mianmian had a particularly deep memory of that night at Xiyue Mountain, but she left in a hurry the next day. Although she regretted that she could no longer eat the couple's sweet noodles from that noodle shop, she had no obsession with it. In her opinion, that night was too wonderful. I am lucky to be able to remember her in my heart, but I never expected that Ye Dan would buy the secret recipe and learn to cook for her personally.

This is more exciting than him saying thousands of dirty words.

Song Mianmian had to admit that Ye Dan's surprise really surprised her. She nodded happily towards the man, then lowered her head and continued eating. She actually ate a piece of ribs and raised her eyebrows at the man.

"An extra meal for you." Seeing that she liked it, Ye Dan took a piece from the bottom of his bowl and put it into Song Mianmian's bowl as if nothing had happened.

Song Anqing was almost bored to death by these two people. He didn't quite understand what was so special about the noodles that Ye Dan had spent two or three hours making every day in the past few days, but when he saw the two of them grabbing the ribs from the bottom of the bowl at the same time, the meatless Unhappy, he finally found his happiness, then picked up his chopsticks and started digging through the bottom of the bowl.

Three minutes later, Song Anqing finally put down her chopsticks unwillingly and looked up at the two men and women opposite, "Where are my ribs?"

Song Mianmian and Ye Dan had almost finished eating. When they heard the voice, they looked up at the same time and saw the messy noodles stirred by Song Anqing, "..."

"What are you looking at me for? Where are the ribs? Why don't I have ribs?" Song Anqing, who didn't feel disgusted at all, asked and picked the next one, with a look of reluctance and an inexplicable innocent grievance on his face.

Ye Dan glanced at Song Anqing coolly, "I've only prepared the ribs for two people."

"Ah?" Song Anqing was shocked. Could this famous director be too stingy? How could he only prepare ribs for two people?

"And the noodles in your bowl were evenly distributed between my and your sister's bowls. Please cherish it." Ye Dan added expressionlessly.

Song Mianmian was also unhappy that Ye Dan was cooking for the first time. The noodles carefully prepared for her were wasted by her brother. She was very dissatisfied, "If you want to eat, then eat. If you don't want to eat, go to bed. Are you such a waste of food?"

Song Anqing had already been severely beaten by dog ​​food. Now he was not only force-fed dog food but also deprived of ribs. This meeting was even more cruel to him. Song Anqing, who had been dependent on Song Mianmian since six years ago, was extremely aggrieved. " Sister, am I no longer your favorite man?"

"You are not." Ye Dan hit Song Anqing unceremoniously.

Song Anqing ignored Ye Dan, looked at Song Mianmian seriously, and shouted coquettishly, "Sister..."

"Eat the noodles well. Don't sleep until you finish eating." Song Mianmian ignored Song Anqing's coquettishness and held Ye Dan's hand very ruthlessly to stand up. Halfway through, she thought of something and turned back.

Song Anqing thought that her sister's conscience was discovered, and asked excitedly, "Sister, do you regret it? Is the man you love the most or mine?"

Song Mianmian glanced at her younger brother and said in a steady voice, "Wash the dishes."

Song Anqing, "..."

Goodbye, siblings who depend on each other for life!

The miserable Song Anqing watched the two people leave, then took a mouthful of noodles listlessly, then her eyes lit up and she could no longer care about her heartache.

After going upstairs, Song Mianmian was led directly into her room by Ye Dan.

Although the two have been sleeping together since Ye Dan's leg injury, and they even made jokes like that on the show, Song Mianmian has never been nervous, but for some reason she was led by Ye Dan slowly step by step today. As she approached the room, her heart was beating uncontrollably.

And this tension reached its peak the moment Ye Dan closed the door to the room.

"Well...I'm going to take a shower..." Ye Dan didn't move after closing the door. Song Mianmian felt that her heartbeat had begun to become unstable. She found a topic with some difficulty, trying to break this inexplicable tension, but after taking a shower, As soon as the word came out, I suddenly felt that the strange feeling just now was even stronger. I pursed my lips to try to compensate for myself, "Ye Dan, let go of my hand, I uh..."

Before the words came out, the man next to her suddenly lowered his head and captured her lips. Song Mianmian still didn't react. She stared blankly at the enlarged handsome face in front of her until the other man grabbed her waist with his big hands. , she reacted and struggled to push Ye Dan away, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"I don't dislike you." Ye Dan smiled and touched the place where he smelled Song Mianmian just now with his fingertips.

Song Mianmian was so aroused by the man that the tension in her heart became even stronger, but she tried to keep herself rational, "I dislike it."

Ye Dan was not angry at all after hearing this. Instead, he moved closer to Song Mianmian and deliberately coaxed her with a low voice, "Can we continue after brushing our teeth? Then let's go together."

After speaking, Ye Dan took Song Mianmian's hand and walked to the bathroom.

His legs were not completely healed, so in order not to look lame and walk very slowly, Song Mianmian who was following her walked very slowly with him.

When she got to the bathroom, Song Mianmian realized that she didn't want to continue with this man, but she saw that Ye Dan had already squeezed out the toothpaste and handed it to her.

Song Mianmian, "..."

The refusal was strange, because she was going to brush her teeth, but not refusing seemed to be acquiescing to the other party's intention.

Song Mianmian was very sad, and her intuition told her that tonight was definitely not as simple as continuing to kiss.

Holding the toothbrush in hand, Song Mianmian couldn't help but think wildly, but she heard a chuckle above her head and looked at the man in the mirror strangely.

Ye Dan rubbed her hair with his chin, "You can be in a daze just by brushing your teeth."

Song Mianmian was flustered again by Ye Dan's intimate and natural movements. She hurriedly put the toothbrush in her mouth, but still looked at the mirror.

She was a head shorter than the man behind her. Now he was standing behind her, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped by him. She was brushing her teeth with her right hand, and the man behind her was using her left hand. Looking in the mirror, there was an indescribable intimacy. And warm, as if they are really just one of those ordinary couples who love each other closely, without six years of separation, without the struggle, resentment and hurt when they first met.

Song Mianmian stared at the mirror. It was clear that the two of them had had closer contact, but she felt that this moment was the closest to happiness they had been together for so long.

With a little warmth in his heart, he dropped his toothbrush and suddenly turned around and stretched out his arms to hug Ye Dan's waist.

Ye Dan didn't know why. He looked down at the little woman holding him, holding a toothbrush in his mouth and chuckled vaguely, "What's going on?"

"It would be great if I could do this every day from now on." Song Mianmian still had toothpaste in her mouth and answered inarticulately, but Ye Dan understood clearly and understood what Song Mianmian meant.

He looked down at Song Mianmian. From his angle, he couldn't see Song Mianmian's expression, but his heart was so soft. He bent down and rubbed Song Mianmian's head affectionately with his chin, and softly responded, "You can always do it as long as you want. .”

Song Mianmian raised her head when she heard Ye Dan's words, her eyes sparkling with starlight, as if she wanted to tell the man's mood at the moment from Ye Dan's face, but Ye Dan lowered his head and kissed her again.

Both of their mouths were full of toothpaste, and the kiss was mixed with a strong mint flavor. After kissing the white foam on their mouths, Song Mianmian pushed Ye Dan away with difficulty and muttered, "Is this toothpaste edible? I've just decided what to do. I accidentally swallowed it!”

She spoke with a little grievance, and her face was soft and cute. Ye Dan couldn't help but pecked her face again, and then urged her in a low voice, "You can't eat it, but you can eat it." It’s okay, hurry up and brush.”

Song Mianmian didn't pay attention to Ye Dan's tone. She glanced at the time and finished brushing the remaining half of her teeth. She then planned to take a shower, but Ye Dan grabbed her waist and said, "Wash after you're done."

Song Mianmian didn't move Ye Dan, tilted her head and asked, "What do you mean by washing after finishing?"

"Because I have to wash it in a while." After saying that, Ye Dan pressed his long arm on the dressing mirror, surrounded Song Mianmian inside, and lowered his head to kiss her again.

This time, the toothpaste had a fresh mint flavor in both of their mouths. Ye Dan was very satisfied, but Song Mianmian was keenly aware that the man's kiss was different from the pure kiss just now, but had a layer of Zangduzang. Unable to control | her desire, her heartbeat started to lose control again as Ye Dan's kiss continued to deepen, and she somewhat understood why she was so nervous while going up the stairs just now.

In fact, she had already had a premonition.

But thinking about this man's legs, Song Mianmian, who was almost lost, still held on to her rationality and gently pushed Ye Dan.

Ye Dan felt Song Mianmian's resistance and restrained his urge to tear the person apart and let go of the person in his arms. His eyes were filled with the hurt of being rejected and the unquenchable desire.

Song Mianmian's eyebrows jumped at Ye Dan's hot and aggrieved eyes, and she almost fell into his arms. After trying for a long time to hold on, she stumbled and said, "Legs, your legs..."

Ye Dan, who thought he had been rejected, his eyes lit up when he heard Song Mianmian's words. He knew that she was not unwilling, but just worried about him. He curled his lips happily, "We can be gentler."

Song Mianmian blushed at these words. She was a little dissatisfied and angry at the man. What do you mean we can be gentler? Does this man know that he has a broken bone?

But her reaction was deliberately misinterpreted by Ye Dan, who leaned into her ear and apologized softly, "I know it's unfair to you, but don't worry, as long as my legs are healed, I can do whatever you want."

boom!

As soon as Ye Dan finished speaking, Song Mianmian felt as if fireworks exploded in her head, and her mind was blown away with such a bang. She hurriedly held the edge of the sink to steady her body, and glared at Ye Dan angrily, "You You know that’s not what I meant…”

"Since it's not the case, let's continue." After Ye Dan finished speaking, he held Song Mianmian's neck with his big hands and kissed her again, as if he couldn't kiss the person in his arms enough.

Although he has left the "Wild" program group these days, his heart has always been with Song Mianmian. Especially knowing that Xing Shen stayed there for a day after he left, he was afraid that the person in front of him would really care about her. There was something wrong with the other party. Later, Xing Shen left. He knew that Song Mianmian and Ji Yang were going to shoot a commercial, and he began to worry about whether Song Mianmian would be fascinated by Ji Yang, a handsome young man who exuded the aura of an idol.

Ye Dan has always been praised in the circle because of his outstanding achievements, and he has never felt that he is an unconfident person. However, because of the separation from Song Mianmian, he is still a little uncertain in front of the person in front of him, for fear of If she wasn't good enough, she would leave, so she kept pressing forward step by step. The person in his arms was responding to him, how could he let Song Mianmian go.

When Song Mianmian was so dizzy from being kissed, a thought came to her mind, had she been tricked by this person? But the next moment, the teeth were pried open, and no one was happy to think about those things.

Ye Dan's legs are inconvenient, but he has ways to deal with Song Mianmian.

Song Mianmian didn't even know when she was led to the bed by the other party, and how she was defeated step by step in a confused manner, and was attacked bit by bit from the side, but Ye Dan fulfilled his promise, this time he was extra gentle and focused on skills, When Song Mianmian was curled up in the quilt like a hot shrimp with a thin body of sweat, when she thought about her reaction just now, she just wished she could hide under the quilt forever.

But in the end, he had no choice but to be picked up from the quilt with his long arm by the person behind him, and then fled into the bathroom.

Just waiting for her to return to the bedside in her pajamas and face the man's deep gaze, it was destined to be a sleepless night.

The result of the indulgence was that Ye Dan's legs were swollen the next day.

Song Mianmian was angry and amused when she saw the man's hidden expression of pain, "I'll take you to the hospital, don't be so useless."

"Why do you look like you're a little gloating about your misfortune? I don't know who kicked you last night." Ye Dan teased.

Song Mianmian's face heated up, and she uncontrollably thought of the last fragrant scene last night, as well as her own violent reaction to emotion. At that time, she only heard the other party groaning, but she didn't expect that she had already gotten into trouble, and was embarrassed and embarrassed. Touching her nose distressedly, "Shut up, let's go to the hospital."

After saying that, Song Mianmian simply pushed the wheelchair that Ye Dan had left behind last night.

Ye Dan looked a little disgusted, "I'll walk slower."

But Song Mianmian didn't move in her wheelchair.

The two were in a stalemate for a while. Ye Dan sighed softly and sat in the wheelchair again as a disabled person. The prestige he had established in front of Song Mianmian last night was instantly gone.

When the driver came to pick them up, Song Anqing looked at Ye Dan who was back in the wheelchair and wondered why, "Sister, why is he in the wheelchair again? Wasn't he able to leave last night?"

Song Anqing's eyes were so sincere that Song Mianmian couldn't help but blush.

This made Song Anqing even more puzzled, "Sister, why are you blushing when I ask about his legs?"

"Shut up." Song Mianmian couldn't bear it anymore. She used to think her brother was quite smart, but why did he talk so much now, so she replied rudely.

Song Anqing was murdered inexplicably, and her mind was buzzing. Looking at Ye Dan's lips that had not dropped since he went downstairs even though he was back in the wheelchair, he suddenly thought of some possibility, and what he had heard from his roommate last time. When he arrived at the thing, his eyes that were somewhat similar to Song Mianmian's suddenly widened, "You...you..."

Talking about the general situation, Song Anqing couldn't think of the right words, and was glared at by both of them, so she muttered timidly, "Haha, I know how to play."