President Daddy’s Excessive Love

The man's sudden approach made Lan Yanxi's breathing slow and she quickly took a step back. The man was still wearing a dark blue robe that wrapped around his tall and sturdy body. He was full of male aggression. Even if he did nothing, he just stood in front of her like this. That strong sense of oppression was also very dangerous.    

Lan Yanxi's beautiful eyes blinked a few times in panic. She stuttered and asked, "What else is my business?"    

Ling Mofeng originally saw her like a little cat and could not help but want to play with her. It must be very interesting, but when he saw her eyes full of vigilance, the playful feeling in the man's heart disappeared. He could not scare her away.    

"Nothing. Since you don't know how to do it, then don't do it. I can trip you to eat noodles!" Ling Mofeng looked at the black plate again. He thought to himself that he would not eat it even if he was beaten to death.    

"Am I useless? I can't even cook such a simple Egg Fried Rice, and I even shamelessly said that I want to take care of you. Lan Yanxi had a defeated look on her face, and she had suffered quite a blow.    

"It's enough that you have such a heart." Ling Mofeng suddenly reached out and tidied her long hair that had fallen off accidentally. "Go wash your face. I will make noodles for you."    

Ling Mofeng did not have much hope for her, so he was disappointed.    

"Okay." Lan Yanxi went out with her head down. When she stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, she saw that her face and nose were stained with something black. It was so embarrassing.    

She gritted her teeth in frustration. She must learn how to make delicious food. She must not be as embarrassing as she was today.    

Lan Yanxi washed her face and went downstairs. When she heard the noise coming from the kitchen, she could not help but be attracted over. She stood at the door and saw the man skillfully stirring the noodles in the pot. The sauce had also been mixed and was waiting for the cooked noodles to trip together.    

Lan Yanxi had never seen a man cook before. At this moment, her face was full of surprise. She also felt that this scene did not feel out of place. It was full of yearning. It was as if she saw a responsible 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 the noodles again. Only then did he turn his head to look at her.    

Lan Yanxi inadvertently looked into his eyes. Her heart trembled slightly and she quickly lowered her head.    

"Do you want to come in and learn?" Ling Mofeng asked with an interesting smile.    

Lan Yanxi was stunned for a moment. She walked in obediently and looked at the hot noodles in the pot. "Is the noodles you made good?"    

"It's normal. You'll know when you pay it back later." Ling Mofeng did not have confidence in his culinary skills, but he was better than Lan Yanxi. At least he would not burn the noodles into charcoal and it would be difficult for him to swallow them.    

Lan Yanxi suddenly laughed in a low voice. Ling Mofeng was confused by her smile. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you laughing at?"    

"Nothing. I feel that your image has suddenly become very big. You are no longer the Mr. Vice President I imagined." Lan Yanxi was suddenly in a good mood. When she thought that she would not be hungry for breakfast, of course she was very happy.    

"Oh?" The man's tone rose, expressing his curiosity.    

"I really didn't expect you to have the potential to be a home-cooked husband. Just now, I saw you stir the noodles in a manner, so I feel that you must have done it many times." Lan Yanxi smiled and asked him.    

"Then do you have feelings for me now?" Ling Mofeng also smiled, but his smile was very evil and made people panic.    

Lan Yanxi did not expect him to make such a serious joke. She immediately pouted and said, "I don't know what feeling is, but the feeling in front of me is not bad."    

"Does it feel like you are living with me?" Ling Mofeng asked her again.    

Lan Yanxi was stunned. She nodded with a smile. "Yes, yes, yes. It is this feeling."    

The man raised his eyebrows with an unhappy expression. What did this woman think of him? Not everyone could live together with him.    

The noodles were ready, and there were even some slices of meat and onion flowers inside. With a light stirring, the fragrance was intoxicating, making one's appetite stir.    

"Wow, it smells so good. Ling Mofeng, I must learn your cooking skills!" Lan Yanxi began to boast again.    

"Eat, I have to go up and clean up!" Ling Mofeng was anxious just now and had not washed up yet. Now that he saw her sucking the noodles contentedly, his mood suddenly became better.    

"Okay. Then you have to hurry up. Otherwise, the noodles won't taste good when they are cold." Lan Yanxi buried her head in her food and reminded him.    

"Okay!" The man only replied and turned around to go downstairs. Ten minutes later, he went downstairs again. He was already wearing a black suit with a white silk shirt inside. He had a noble image and an outstanding temperament. He did not have the image of a family who was cooking noodles in the kitchen in a nightgown. It was as if he had restored the noble and abstinent side of him in front of others.    

"Come and eat!" Lan Yanxi, who was about to eat her fill, looked up and saw his handsome and gorgeous appearance. She could not help but be stunned. This man really had two sides. However, both sides were full of male charisma.    

"I'm not eating anymore. There are urgent matters to deal with in the office. I have to go first!" When he was changing clothes upstairs, he received an urgent call. So, he did not have time to eat breakfast anymore. The motorcade outside the door to pick him up had arrived.    

"Then won't you be hungry if you don't eat?" Lan Yanxi immediately stood up and asked concernedly.    

"I will eat in the office. Eat slowly. I will leave first!" After Ling Mofeng finished speaking, he quickly walked out of the door, leaving Lan Yanxi in a daze.    

Lan Yanxi drank more than half of the soup before she lazily leaned back in the chair. She touched her full belly. What was going on? In the Lan Family, she could not eat so much. Why did she come to Ling Mofeng's place? She was like a female wolf that had been hungry for eight hundred years, yet she was so full.    

After Lan Yanxi had her fill, she decided to take a good look at this house.    

She had come at night before, so she didn't have time to take a good look at the house. Now, she had plenty of time to visit Ling Mofeng's ancient home, so she naturally wanted to take a look.    

There were two ancient pine trees in front of the door. They were interwoven, and their branches were luxuriant. They were planted on both sides of the main road. The branches were extended, and it was very easy to cool them down. When it was hot, she would set up a reclining chair below.    

The scenery in the front yard was completely occupied by these two ancient trees. With her hands behind her back, she walked leisurely to the backyard like a vigilant little rich man. There was still a lot of space in the backyard. Sure enough, there were a lot of flowers and trees. However, these flowers and plants didn't seem to be taken care of properly. Even some wild grass and flowers were blooming boldly and confidently, completely blocking the light of the flowers and    

"It can't be. Ling Mofeng didn't hire a gardener to Lan Yanxi's face was full of surprise. Logically speaking, Ling Mofeng was definitely not short of money. Then why didn't he take care of it?    

Or perhaps, this garden had always been taken care of by him when he was free. It didn't look like he hadn't taken care of the garden, but there were too few traces of manual labor.    

"Sigh, looks like I have to do it as the mistress." Lan Yanxi immediately decided that she would not go out today. She must take care of the garden and at least have a clear distinction between the primary and secondary.    

Lan Yanxi went upstairs to change into a set of sportswear and went to the storeroom to look for tools. Although she was the Eldest Miss of the Lan Family, she did not really do nothing. When Lan's mother was forced to move out of the Lan Family, Lan Yanxi followed her. When she was free, she helped her mother do household chores. She was quite capable.    

Lan Yanxi wore a sun hat and was sweating under the sun.    

It was past two in the afternoon. She had finally cleaned up the garden. Some weeds had been cleaned up and the owner of the garden was found. 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 sent it to Ling Mofeng. After all, this was his home. Whatever she did, she had to greet him.    

As soon as the photo was sent, Ling Mofeng called. The man's deep voice came, "What did you do to my garden?"    

"Did I help you get rid of the weeds?" Lan Yanxi quickly replied.    

"Who asked you to do it?" Ling Mofeng sounded dissatisfied.    

"I know. Why? Don't tell me you don't want me to clean your garden." Lan Yanxi felt a little wronged.    

Ling Mofeng sighed. "Sorry to trouble you."