The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

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Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran couldn't help but stunned for the terrible sound in the kitchen.

It was Ye Linlang who took the lead in responding. She pushed Jiang Qiran, and her voice was eager.

"How did you cook the noodles? How do I feel the kitchen is fried?"

Ye Linlang said, and hurriedly pushed open the fully transparent glass door connecting the kitchen and the living room, and quickly walked in.

Ye Linlang couldn't help but find that the water in the pot was too much. After boiling, the pot lid was lifted up and rushed directly under the countertop.

Ye Linlang quickly turned off the button of the patch panel.

...

Just when Ye Linlang wanted to lower his head to pick up the lid, suddenly, Jiang Qiran walked in.

The teenager in a plain apron raised her eyes and looked slightly embarrassed.

"Is something exploded?"

Ye Linlang glanced at Jiang Qiran angrily, and lifted the pot lid under the stage to show Jiang Qiran.

"Well, this was just washed up! What did you do with so much water? Just cook a noodle, not a pot of soup."

Ye Linlang paused, and suddenly couldn't help thinking of Jiang Qiran's last black history. This time, it was really reassuring.

Jiang Qiran is definitely rushing with the kitchen!

"Look at you. Last time, I made dark dishes. If we didn't find out this time earlier, are you going to turn the whole kitchen into coke for you?"

Jiang Qiran was a little embarrassed.

He didn't refute Ye Linlang's words, but walked quickly to the stainless steel pot on the induction cooker.

"It seems that the noodles are not cooked! Are we deliberately preparing to eat?"

Ye Linlang heard nothing for a while.

She leaned over her head and looked at the noodle in the pot. It was probably a blessing of misfortune. The noodles were slightly thick, but they were not completely pasted yet.

Jiang Qiran's cooking skills really dare not let her compliment, Ye Linlang simply decided to enter the battle.

"Okay, let's eat. Let me make a soup?"

Clear soup noodles, such a faint taste, is not her hobby.

Anyway, it is not difficult to get a tomato broth, it can be done in five minutes.

...

Jiang Qiran thought that Ye Linlang was still coming to her aunt and was a little weak, so she hesitated.

"Or shall I come..."

Ye Linlang glanced at him silently.

"You got it, I don't want to see the kitchen blown up a second time!"

Before Ye Linlang's words fell, he stretched out his hand, which was fairer than the lotus root, and pushed Jiang Qiran into the living room.

Jiang Qiran frowned angrily. How did he feel that this would become the second stain in his life?

The first is to put sugar as salt, and the second is not a good thing.

...

In the living room, Jiang Qiran naturally has no intention of watching TV.

He turned his head and looked at Ye Linlang's figure before and after. He suddenly remembered that he was still wearing an apron and did not give it to her.

Jiang Qiran quickly took off the piece on his body, and then walked towards the kitchen.

Ye Linlang is beating eggs.

Because of the sound of the glass sliding door, some glanced at Jiang Jiang angrily.

"What are you doing here? We can eat in five minutes."

"I'm afraid you stain your clothes."

Jiang Qiran walked over and tied the apron embroidered with plain irises to Ye Linlang.

The slender young boy's arm stretched out from under his own arm, overwhelming with Jiang Qiran's breath, and leaning against his back was Jiang Qiran's thin and powerful body.

It seemed that even the light was covered by the boy for a while.

Ye Linlang suddenly turned red, a little bit afraid to move.

Jiang Qiran had already bent halfway down and gave Ye Linlang a **** her apron seriously.

To be honest, whenever two people are so close together, Ye Linlang feels that Jiang Qiran is really tall and tall.

"Are you 1.8 meters?"

Ye Linlang couldn't help asking Chaojiang Qiran.

Jiang Qiran's dark and deep eyes stared at Ye Linlang, his expression slightly tender.

"The last time I measured my height, it didn't seem to be there. It seemed to be one meter, seven or eight."

But in fact it is almost the same.

Hearing that Jiang Qiran said that he hadn't got a meter of eight meters yet, Ye Linlang did not believe it.

Although in any case, after reading the first year of high school, it is so high, almost looking down on the classmates.

So Jiang Qiran was sitting in the last row?

Ye Linlang is considered a normal height among girls, but sitting in the last row is still a bit overwhelming.

Fortunately, she did not have myopia, and both eyes had 5.2, so she could control the last seat in the class.

...

Fortunately, Jiang Qiran didn't mess with anything after wearing her apron, so Ye Linlang quickly made a pot of egg and tomato soup, which was slightly spicy.

Because Jiang Qiran couldn't eat spicy food, Ye Linlang didn't dare to put too much.

After finishing the two bowls of noodles, the two sat at the dining table in the living room and kitchen partition and began to enjoy their supper today.

The noodles were cooked a little bit by Jiang Qiran, but the taste was acceptable.

Ye Linlang had just taken a few bites and thought it tasted good, but found Jiang Qi staring straight at her.

"What's wrong? Why look at me like this?"

Ye Linlang shook his finger in disbelief, and every time Jiang Qiran looked at her like this, she didn't know why, and she always felt guilty.

As if she did something wrong.

Jiang Qiran was silent for a moment, and suddenly came over!

Ye Linlang hadn't responded yet, and Jiang Qiran bowed her head and gently sucked on her lips. Ye Linlang could even feel the tender touch of the other person's tongue passing over her skin.

Ye Linlang's face is red!

What the **** is going to do!

Can you still have a quiet meal?

"Can't you concentrate on eating?"

Ye Linlang stared at Jiang Qiran angrily.

And someone who has just taken advantage of it looks serious.

"You just got tomato foam on the corner of your mouth. I'll clean it up for you."

! ! !

Ye Linlang heard this sentence, almost collapsed in her heart!

Is this what Jiang Qiran fooled her or is it true?

But anyway, is there such a way to help people clean? !

Ye Linlang was like a young wife, her cheeks were blushing, and she was annoyed.

"Concentrate on eating noodles! Don't look at me! If my mouth is dirty! Just take a tissue in the future!"

Jiang Qiran raised his eyebrows as if smiling, and the smile on Junxiu's face was gentle.

"But I still prefer the way just now, it feels as if you are eating something very fragrant."

shameless!

Ye Linlang hurriedly picked up the bowl of simple tomato noodles and quickly buried his head.

This man is hopeless!

She didn't know him!