Chapter 1702

Wen Li wiped his tears, but still couldn't stop crying.

In the end, he was already sobbing.

There are so many people who love her, think about her, think about her.

The pain that had been hidden in her heart was suddenly much less.

Suddenly found that this life is not in vain.

Wen Li is moved by the mess.

LAN Er Shao is busy cooking there.

He took out his cell phone and took a look at the recipe the doctor gave him.

Some foods are antidepressant.

So he's going to look at the recipe.

Maybe the effect is small, or it doesn't work.

But no matter whether it is effective or not, as long as there is hope, he wants to try, even if the hope is slim.

But for Wenli, he can do anything.

As long as Wenli's depression can be cured, he is willing to do anything.

It's hard for LAN Ming, the kitchen killer, to catch the chef and teach him a little bit.

And he can let the chef do it.

It's just that Lan Ming feels that he owes too much, too much.

Therefore, no matter how difficult it is, you have to learn it yourself.

He hopes to cook for her all her life.

Another half hour passed.

Wenli, clean up.

She was dressed in a housecoat, her hair was scattered, her cheeks were still red, and she looked so much better than before.

Such warm Li, like just ripe fruit, very attractive.

LAN Ming looks up and swallows his saliva.

Aware of his animal like eyes.

Wenli glared at him sheepishly.

Is it because we've been apart too long.

So, is he like a hungry wolf?

I haven't seen him so crazy before.

She really can't do it today. She has exhausted her strength completely. Now her legs are still weak. She can't do it again.

Wen Li gathered his hair and asked, "is the meal ready, what is it?"

"It's ready. It's ready. Bring it up right away. Wait for your daughter-in-law."

LAN Er Shao turns his head and runs into the kitchen to serve food.

He was really afraid that if he looked at it again, he would be wild again.

I can't help it. My daughter-in-law is too beautiful.

He really can't bear the temptation.

Wen Li came down to clean up the table.

She enjoys this kind of life very much, the husband and wife two are together, the firewood rice oil salt sauce vinegar tea.

This is the best way to live.

LAN Ming's food is also very rich and reasonable.

Two meat, two vegetables, and a soup.

There are deep sea fish, stir fried spinach, pumpkin rice and chicken breast.

Almost all antidepressant meals.

With the careful guidance of the chef, LAN Ming's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

Now even the dishes look beautiful.

Wen Li took the chopsticks and put a piece of fish in his mouth. He couldn't help nodding and exclaiming, "Lan Ming, you are so good at it."

This craft can completely throw her a street.

You know, LAN Er Shao used to be a killer in the kitchen.

It's amazing to be able to do this.

"Yes, I'm good at it."

"To tell you, I always think about you when I cook, so it's delicious when I cook. After all, it's your credit."

LAN Er Shao looks at Wen Li with a smile, pulls back the chair, lets Wen Li sit down, and then reaches for the soup to her.

Unexpectedly, Wenli suddenly reached out to stop, "you sit down, I'll come."

"Don't move."

LAN Ming opens his mouth.

Wen Li took a look at him and said, "this is our home, and housework needs to be shared."