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"You said you want to do it yourself?"
In the car, Bo Chenhe sat sideways, looking at Lin Yiran with his dark eyes, as if he knew her.
Lin Yiran looked a little embarrassed and said with a blush, "What's wrong! You rich people haven't cooked your own food, right? I rarely cook. Seeing as how you got hurt because of me, For your sake, I just want to make some soup to replenish you, don¡¯t forget it!¡±
She finished what she wanted to say in one breath, folded her arms and snorted. Bo Chenhe seemed to find it funny, and thought for a moment, "Okay, as long as it is made by you, I will try it."
He continued to drive, but something touched his heart.
Lin Yiran was right. He had never cooked before. Bo's mother was a young lady who never touched Yang Chun Shui, and she had never cooked. Usually, his three meals were prepared by a nutritionist. They were exquisite and healthy. No one has ever said anything about cooking for him.
His thoughts were changing rapidly. On the other side, Lin Yiran was still talking about what he wanted to buy for a while.
"Winter melon is definitely needed for the stew, right? Do you like winter melon? Are you going to buy spareribs or pig's trotters? Spare ribs are good for your wounds, but pig's trotters are good for your beauty Oh, I'm so confused"
Bo Chenhe found it interesting just listening to her casual thoughts. Sitting in the car like this, discussing what to buy in the supermarket for a while, they seemed like a young couple, and they felt "home" inexplicably.
Home?
Bo Chenhe's fingertips trembled. He thought he just liked Lin Yiran more than he liked her. Did he actually think of having a family with her?
However, having such a person waiting for you at home makes going home even better.
The car drove to the supermarket, and Lin Yiran took Bo Chenhe in familiarly. The two of them pushed one side of the trolley and slowly walked around the supermarket.
It¡¯s lunch time now, and there¡¯s no one in the supermarket, but occasionally people see the couple Bo Chenhe and Lin Yiran, and they¡¯re so amazed that they can¡¯t take their eyes away.
"Wow? Are these a couple or a couple? They look so well matched and warm!"
Husbandhusband and wife?
Lin Yiran blushed and glanced at the side. Bo Chenhe was calm and composed, as if he hadn't heard anything.
People don¡¯t care, why is she blushing!
Lin Yiran secretly despised himself and picked up a box of packaged winter melon, "Do you want this? Can you see if it's new?"
How could Bo Chenhe see this? He nodded casually and said, "Buy it."
Lin Yiran put the winter melon into the trolley, walked to the front, and raised a box of tomatoes, "Would you like some fruit after dinner?"
"buy it."
When Bo Chenhe* came to the supermarket, he used to have the housekeeper do the shopping. He didn¡¯t have any preference. Lin Yiran had no choice but to choose by himself. Anyway, Bo Chenhe would only say ¡°buy it¡±.
When she got to the back, she threw potato chips and chocolates directly into the shopping cart. Bo Chenhe didn¡¯t even blink. Soon, their carts piled up into a mountain.
Lin Yiran finally realized her childhood wish to buy whatever she wanted. She was proudly preparing to check out when she suddenly heard a girl pinching her boyfriend secretly.
"Look at other people's boyfriends! You buy so many things for your girlfriend, but you! When I buy a little, I say it's too expensive! Do you really care about me?"
Hearing such remarks, Lin Yiran snorted, moved all the things to the checkout counter, and boldly took out his mobile phone, "Scan my QR code."
Bo Chenhe also took out his mobile phone and was about to hand it over when Lin Yiran held it down.
"No, I'll treat you as promised. Isn't today a celebration for me getting the opportunity to cooperate?"
She quickly handed over the money, and the girl who originally spoke looked a bit unhappy. Her boyfriend smiled happily and said, "Did you see that? I don't spend my boyfriend's money! That guy is just a pretty boy." That¡¯s all.¡±
The girl glanced at him with a sneer, "Really? It's a pity that you want to be a pretty boy, but you don't have the capital yet."
When they finished paying the bill and were about to go downstairs, they saw Lin Yiran and Bo Chenhe standing at the elevator entrance talking on the phone.
Bo Chenhe¡¯s side profile was picturesque, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his voice was low and elegant. They seemed to have bought too many things, and he was asking the housekeeper to drive over to get them.
?? ?
What kind of young master is this from a wealthy family?
The man who originally said he was a pretty boy felt slapped in the face instantly, and led his girlfriend away in despair.
On the other side, Bo ChenHe hung up the phone, "Let's go first."
"Then these things" Lin Yiran hesitated.
Bo Chenhe glanced at the bodyguards out of the corner of his eye. The bodyguards trembled and subconsciously felt bad.
"They are watching." Bo Chenhe curled his lips, "Let's go."
What is it like to buy a lot of things and still be able to go home easily?
Sitting in the car, Lin Yiran was still in a daze.
Thank you for the invitation, don¡¯t ask, just ask because it¡¯s nice to have money.
She turned her head and looked at Bo Chenhe brightly, and began to think about tonight's menu again, "Uncle, I see that your hand is in the healing stage. Do you want to take some blood clotting medicine to replenish it?"
His hand has been injured for too long. If he keeps pretending, Lin Yiran will become suspicious.
Bo Chenhe gave a faint "hmm". After today, he would let the wound "get better" slowly, so she thought it was due to the medicinal diet.
"Fortunately, I have all the things I bought, otherwise" Lin was still excited. Suddenly, her mobile phone's WeChat message started ringing crazily. She opened it and found that it was a message from Su Sheng.
She follows different people on her social account, but they all have a fixed friend, Su Sheng.
Just now, Su Sheng logged into a social account that she hadn¡¯t checked for a long time, and suddenly found that her close friend had become a celebrity, and she had also been privately messaged.
"Are you also a makeup artist? Do you have any works?"
She suddenly felt that the world was mysterious. What happened when she didn't know it?
Since then, Su Sheng began to immerse herself in surfing the Internet. After finally figuring out the whole story, she immediately took a screenshot of Lin Yiran's fan count and sent her a message.
"Sisters! As long as we live in wealth and honor, don't forget each other!"
Lin was still amused. In just one afternoon, her number of fans increased dramatically. Now she doesn¡¯t dare to open that account for fear of being too crowded and causing lag.
¡°It¡¯s just a coincidence, thanks to Elena for admiring my work.¡±
She sent it in a decent manner, but Su Sheng looked suspicious. Lin Yiran had no idea how popular her makeup was, right?
"You go to Weibo." Su Sheng tried her best to reply calmly, "Look and see if the most searched-for mermaid makeup was made by you."
The most popular search? As for being so popular?
Lin Yiran was stunned, but she still obediently clicked on Weibo. Not many people here knew her account. She clicked on the hot search number one, and the first Weibo that popped up was from a blogger she liked very much.
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