President Daddy's Excessive Love Chapter 1199 All faces have charm

The sudden approach of the man caused Lan Yanxi to catch her breath and she quickly took a step back. The man was still wearing a dark blue robe which wrapped around his tall and sturdy body, giving him a sense of male aggression. Even if he didn't do anything, standing in front of him like this, the intense pressure was still extremely dangerous.
Lan Yanxi blinked in panic and stammered, "What else is within my responsibility?"
Ling Mofeng originally wanted to tease her because she looked like a little kitten, but it must be very interesting. However, when he saw her really guarded expression, the playful playfulness in the man's heart instantly disappeared. He couldn't scare her away.
"It's nothing. Since you can't cook, then don't do it. I can give you some noodles!" Ling Mofeng looked at the black plate again and thought in his heart: I won't eat it even if I die.
"Am I very useless? 'You can't even cook such a simple Egg Fried Rice, and you still boast shamelessly that you need to be taken care of? ' With a defeated expression, Lan Yanxi suffered quite a big blow.
"It's enough for you to have this kind of heart." Ling Mofeng suddenly reached over and adjusted her hair: "Go wash your face clean, I'll make you some noodles."
Ling Mofeng didn't have much hope for her, so at this moment, he felt disappointed.
"Alright!" Lan Yanxi walked out with her head lowered. When she stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, she felt ashamed to see her face and nose covered in something black.
She gritted her teeth in frustration. She had to learn how to cook good food, not to embarrass herself like today.
Lan Yanxi washed her face and went downstairs. When she heard the sounds coming from the kitchen, she couldn't help but be drawn over. Standing at the door, she saw the man skillfully stirring the noodles in the pot.
Lan Yanxi, who had never seen a man cook before, had a surprised expression on her face. She also felt that this scene was not out of place, but it made her yearn for it. It was as if she was seeing a reproachful husband preparing breakfast for his wife; it was warm and romantic.
Ling Mofeng already knew that she was standing at the door. He used his chopsticks to stir his face, then turned his head to look at her.
Lan Yanxi inadvertently looked into his eyes. Her heart trembled slightly as she lowered her head.
"Do you want to come in and learn?" Ling Mofeng asked with an interesting smile.
Lan Yanxi was stu
ed for a moment before obediently walking in. She looked at the boiling hot noodles in the wok and asked, "Are the noodles you made delicious?"
"Just average. You'll know in a while." Ling Mofeng wasn't confident in his culinary skills, but it was still better than Lan Yanxi's. At least he wouldn't burn something like black charcoal, so it was hard to swallow.
Lan Yanxi suddenly started laughing in a low voice. Ling Mofeng was confused by her laughter. His eyes narrowed: "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, I just feel that your image has suddenly become very big, and you are no longer the Mr. Vice President that I imagined you to be." Lan Yanxi was suddenly in a great mood. When she thought about the fact that she wouldn't starve for breakfast, of course she was happy.
"Oh?" The man's voice rose in wonder.
"I really didn't expect you to have the potential to be a family cook. Just now, I saw you stirring the noodles and thought you must have done it many times." Lan Yanxi laughed and asked him.
"Then do you have feelings for me now?" Ling Mofeng also laughed, but it was very evil and made people panic.
Lan Yanxi didn't expect him to make such a joke and immediately pouted. "I don't know what it means to be moved, but the feeling before my eyes is still quite good."
"Do you feel like you're living together with me?" Ling Mofeng asked her again.
Lan Yanxi was stu
ed for a moment before she nodded with a smile. "Yes, yes, that's the feeling."
The man's eyebrows raised in displeasure. What did this woman take him for? Not everyone could live with him.
The noodles were done. There was even a bit of meat in the noodles. With a gentle stir, the fragrance wafted in the air, causing one's appetite to stir.
"Wow, it smells good. Ling Mofeng, with your cooking skills, I must learn!" Lan Yanxi started to boast again.
"Eat, I need to go up and clean up!" Ling Mofeng had been in a panic earlier and still hadn't washed himself. Now that he saw her sniffing the noodles contentedly, his mood inexplicably became better.
"Alright, then you have to hurry up. Otherwise, the noodles won't taste good when they're cold!" Lan Yanxi buried her head in her food and reminded him.
"En!" Ten minutes later, he came downstairs again. He was already dressed in a black suit with a silk white shirt inside. He had a noble appearance and an extraordinary temperament, he didn't look like he had just been cooking noodles in the kitchen anymore.
"Come over and eat!" Lan Yanxi, who had almost eaten her fill, looked up and saw his peerless appearance. She couldn't help but be amazed. This man was really two-faced, but he had the charisma of a man on both sides.
"I'm not eating anymore. The office has urgent supplies to deal with, I have to go over first!" When he was changing his clothes upstairs, he received an urgent call, so he didn't have time to eat breakfast now. The group of people picking him up from work had already arrived.
"Then if you don't eat, won't you get hungry?" Lan Yanxi immediately stood up and asked with concern.
"I'll eat when I get to the office. You take your time, I'm leaving first!" After Ling Mofeng said this, he quickly walked out of the door, leaving behind the stu
ed Lan Yanxi.
Lan Yanxi drank most of the soup before lazily leaning back in her chair and rubbing her full stomach. What was going on? In the Lan Family, she couldn't even eat this much, why did she have to run over to Ling Mofeng's place? She was like a wolf that had starved for eight hundred years, how could she eat so much?
After Lan Yanxi had eaten her fill, she decided to take a good look at the house.
She came in the evening before, so she didn't have time to look around. Now, she had a lot of time to visit Ling Mofeng's quaint home, so she naturally had to take a look.
There were two ancient pine trees in front of the gate. Their roots were intertwined and their leaves were luxuriant. They were planted on both sides of the road. The branches stretched and the ground was very cool.
The scenery in the front yard was completely occupied by these two ancient trees, so she put her hands behind her back and leisurely strolled to the back yard like a cautious rich man. The back yard was still very big, and indeed there were many plants and flowers, but these plants didn't seem to be taken care of by others, even some wild flowers were blooming, completely covering the light of the flowers and plants.
"It can't be, Ling Mofeng actually didn't invite a gardener to take care of this garden." Lan Yanxi had a surprised expression on her face. Logically speaking, Ling Mofeng definitely didn't lack money, so why didn't he take care of it?
Or perhaps, this garden had always been taken care of by him when he had the time? It didn't look like it had been cleaned, but there were too few traces of manmade work.
"Sigh, it seems that I'll have to act as the mistress." Lan Yanxi immediately decided that she wasn't going out today. She had to take care of this garden, since she had to be the one to get the final score.
Although she was the young miss of Lan Family, she did not really do nothing. Back then, when Lan's mother was forced to move out of Lan Family, Lan Yanxi had followed her and helped her mother do housework when she was free, which was pretty capable.
Lan Yanxi was sweating under the sun with her hat on.
It was 2 in the afternoon and she had finally cleaned up the garden. After cleaning up some weeds, the main character of the garden appeared. It was much more pleasing to the eye.
Lan Yanxi squatted in the garden and narcissistically took a few photos. Finally, she thought about it and showed them to Ling Mofeng. After all, this was his home, so no matter what she did, she had to greet him.
The moment the photo was sent over, Ling Mofeng called. The man's low voice sounded: "What did you do to my garden?"
"I'll help you get rid of the weeds?" Lan Yanxi quickly answered.
"Who told you to do it?" Ling Mofeng sounded a little dissatisfied.
"I know what to do. What, don't tell me you don't want me to clean up your garden?" Lan Yanxi felt a little wronged.
Ling Mofeng sighed, "Sorry for troubling you."