The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing frowned, seeing that the water in the pot was about to boil, she cracked in four eggs one by one, turned the heat to low and waited for it to solidify.

She asked in confusion, "Are you sure those photos were taken, not edited?"

Su Yan pouted and said, "How would I know? I tore up the photo and threw it away as soon as I saw it. I was afraid of needles if I took another look. Although they were not naked, there were so many people lying together in disheveled clothes. Isn't that absurd enough?"

Yu Ziqing took out an empty bowl and added shallots, light soy sauce, oyster sauce, pepper, vinegar, and sesame oil.

She glanced at the poached eggs in the pot, which were almost cooked, took out a handful of thin noodles, and began to think while pouring the noodles into the pot.

After listening to He Xuanchen's story, and then listening to Su Yan's words, he felt that something was not quite right.

Picking up the chopsticks, she said while tossing the noodles, "You've been tricked."

Su Yan was surprised, "I was tricked?"

in the living room.

He Xuanchen stood in front of the photo of Yu Ziqing and the children with his hands behind his back, looked at this house, and still felt that it was better than Yulinshan Villa.

This house is bright and warm, and I feel very at ease staying here.

Qiao Beiran felt pain in the back of his feet, so he sat on the sofa and asked in a low voice, "Boss, does Juju know everything?"

He Xuanchen didn't look at him with his hands behind his back, and ignored him.

Qiao Beiran glanced at the kitchen door, and said, "Boss, it's too miserable for us."

He Xuanchen gave him a disgusted look, but still didn't speak.

Qiao Beiran sighed, "Why don't you give me an idea? Boss, you are very resourceful and have superb martial arts skills. You can definitely come up with an excellent plan."

He Xuanchen said indifferently, "Don't you know better than me in this regard?"

Qiao Beiran sighed heavily, "Oh—yes, you still don't know what liking is, and you don't know how to chase girls."

He Xuanchen came over suddenly and sat beside him.

Qiao Beiran was taken aback, thinking he was about to be beaten.

The boss has never liked to be so close to others, and suddenly behaved abnormally. Could it be that he wanted to break his other arm and find a reason to stay here?

He Xuanchen looked at him seriously, "Tell me again, what's it like to like someone?"

Qiao Beiran suddenly realized that the boss wanted to ask him about love again.

This time, he can rest assured.

Come to think of it, in Ju Ju's house, the boss won't mess around.

He cleared his throat, pretending to be inscrutable, "I like it, everyone has different standards."

"First of all, the first impression must be her appearance, right? When you see her, you think she is beautiful, cute, etc. from the bottom of your heart."

Without hesitation, He Xuanchen nodded in agreement, "Well, what else?"

Qiao Beiran said, "The other thing is that I can't wait to see her! My mind is full of her. When I think of her, my heart beats faster. When I can't see her, it's meaningless to do anything."

He Xuanchen nodded again, "Go ahead."

Qiao Beiran said, "After you meet her, you always want to see her. No matter what happens in the outside world, you can't take your eyes off her. No matter what she does, you find it pleasing to the eye."

He Xuanchen listened carefully, frowning, "It's gone?"

Qiao Beiran said, "Anyway, you really want to stay with her and get close to her. How should I put it? It's a feeling, you know the feeling?"

He Xuanchen pondered for a moment, and seemed to feel quite right.

He asked confusedly, "Is this liking?"

Qiao Beiran said, "That's right. If you like someone, when you don't know her, you are curious about everything about her, and after you know her, you like everything about her."

He Xuanchen thought for a while, and then asked, "Then why do you sometimes feel blocked in your heart?"

Qiao Beiran patiently explained, "This is the taste of love."

He Xuanchen asked, "Is this a negative emotion, or a positive emotion?"

Qiao Beiran felt that the topic they were discussing was going to digress, "Boss, you don't need to care whether it is negative or positive. Love is like this, it can make you cry or laugh, scratch your heart and lungs, and die."

"Hey...it's not your fault. It's good that the two of us didn't become perverts after what we experienced in that place. You are so smart, if you understand it carefully, maybe one day you will be enlightened."

He Xuanchen looked solemn, "Maybe?"

Qiao Beiran sighed, "If you don't get the hang of it, you might end up alone."

He Xuanchen asked again, "Then how do you know what's on her mind?"

Qiao Beiran said, "Either you ask directly, or you try it yourself and taste it yourself. The most precious thing about this love is that it goes in both directions, connects with each other, supports each other, and grows hand in hand. If she likes you, she can't help but love you. Okay. For example, Juju took the initiative to help you treat the wound just now, so he must love you."

He Xuanchen inexplicably felt that these words made him feel better, and the end of his eyes twitched, "Continue talking."

Qiao Beiran said, "Ju Ju speaks of disgust, but he still misses you in his heart."

He Xuanchen suddenly fell silent, not knowing what to think.

Qiao Beiran sighed, the boss is good at everything, but emotionally he is a blank slate.

Not only love, but also indifferent to friendship and family affection.

However, it's really not his fault. He doesn't know how to give warmth to others, let alone comprehend such a complicated thing as love.

In his eyes, there is probably only the relationship between the enemy and ourselves.

Others don't understand Boss, but he does.

He Xuanchen felt his gaze, and said with displeasure, "Don't look at me like that."

Qiao Beiran blinked subconsciously, hiding his emotions, and denied, "I didn't."

He Xuanchen snorted coldly, "I'm not dead yet, why do you sympathize with me?"

Qiao Beiran smiled wryly, "Boss, look at what you said. Am I trying to help you find a way?"

He Xuanchen asked coldly, "What did you think of?"

Qiao Beiran said, "Not yet."

The boss can change his face faster than turning the pages of a book.

It's like accompanying a king like a tiger.

He Xuanchen had a sullen face, "I haven't held you accountable yet."

Qiao Beiran's complexion changed, he suddenly felt bad, and he took the initiative to admit, "Boss, I was wrong."

He Xuanchen looked at him with piercing eyes, as if he could see through him, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Beiran said honestly, "I've been hiding the matter about Yanyan, so that the enemy can take advantage of it... It was because of my confusion that I almost killed her."

He Xuanchen said indifferently, "I don't care if you have selfish intentions. But you almost killed three people at the same time."

Qiao Beiran stood up and obediently stood at attention, "Boss, I was wrong. It's all my fault. I almost killed Juju, Yanyan, Sister Yunhua, and even hurt you... I thought Yanyan was over there It's safe, who would have thought... I was wrong."

The way the boss humbly asked for advice on love problems just now, looks like a second idiot.

In the blink of an eye, hostility and inviolable majesty exude from the whole body, and the aura of the superior is undoubtedly evident.

It's not the domineering aura of galloping in the mall, but the killing aura that has gone through the battlefield.