The world's most sassy sweet wife

"Eat." He Xuanchen replied bluntly.

Yu Ziqing bought a salmon to braise in soy sauce, and another grass carp to make sweet and sour fish.

After all the ingredients were selected, they went to the self-service counter to check out, and then the two left the supermarket.

He Xuanchen really did what he said, carrying two large shopping bags in each hand.

Looking at the heavy bag, but judging by He Xuanchen's expression, it seemed that no effort was used at all.

Yu Ziqing thought that he still had wounds, so she decided not to be embarrassed, "I'll get two."

He Xuanchen avoided her hand, "No need."

If he said help, he would help.

Yu Ziqing smiled, "Don't pull it down."

The two were silent all the way, and arrived home in a few minutes.

Yu Ziqing started to organize the ingredients, and seeing He Xuanchen had been following her, she wanted to drive him away, "You find a place to stay by yourself."

He Xuanchen stepped forward and said, "I can wash the vegetables."

Yu Ziqing didn't even look at him, and said, "No need, I'll do it myself."

She sorted out the ingredients one by one, and when she saw the Huadiao wine, she opened the lid and smelled it.

Because I want to make drunk chicken, I bought Huadiao wine.

She poured a little into a bowl, smelled it, and tasted it lightly.

Huadiao wine is soft in nature, rich in aroma, sweet and mellow in taste.

She fell into thinking, if the ingredients with spiritual energy and spiritual water were used as raw materials, and then the Huadiao wine was brewed with the ancient method, the taste would definitely be better!

Thinking about it this way, she has to work hard to sign in, so that the portable space will be larger and more things can be planted.

As for urban construction and so on, such a large area should be used for farming first.

She suddenly felt that her hand was empty, and the bowl was taken away.

She was stunned for a moment, thinking that He Xuanchen had already gone to the living room, but she didn't leave?

Probably after getting along with this man for a long time, he is no longer sensitive to his appearance and departure.

He Xuanchen observed the wine in the bowl, the color of the wine was orange and clear, "Is it delicious?"

Yu Ziqing said, "It's okay."

He Xuanchen was stunned when he saw her take a sip, and was a little curious about what it tasted like, which could make her taste like this.

"You..." Before Yu Ziqing could stop him, the guy drank.

Although it was only a small bite, he was still injured.

He Xuanchen held the wine in his mouth, and let the wine pause in his mouth for a while before swallowing it.

He felt that the wine was really delicious and said, "Can I have some more?"

While cleaning the ingredients, Yu Ziqing said, "If you like to drink, you can buy it yourself after your wound is healed. I'm using it to make drunken chicken."

He Xuanchen poured a bowl by himself, thinking of the cruel words this woman said, and the word divorce that she often kept saying, it was really depressing.

This woman always wants to have nothing to do with him forever!
The more depressed you are, the more you want to drink.

Yu Ziqing heard the gurgling sound and looked up at He Xuanchen, not knowing how much he had drunk, but he drank down the bowl he just poured.

Yu Ziqing grabbed the bowl and quickly stopped him, "Why are you endless? It's okay to have a drink, but not too much, and it's not the way you drink, and you're still injured."

At this time, He Xuanchen's eyes were blurred, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, staring straight at her face.

Yu Ziqing was shocked, "No way? Are you drunk?"

He Xuanchen's voice was much lower, "No, I just... can't stop drinking."

He just felt a little sad.

Yu Ziqing felt that his eyes were straight, obviously drunk.

She hurriedly helped him out of the kitchen, and muttered, "You really..."

He thought that He Xuanchen hired employees who could drink like Nanrong because he was afraid of being recruited outside and who would be fooled.

Unexpectedly, it was because this person really couldn't drink.

He Xuanchen put his arm on her shoulders, and felt very comfortable smelling the faint fragrance of her body, and said in a low voice, "I'm sleepy."

Yu Ziqing sighed, "I'll help you sleep on the sofa for a while."

No matter how much she disliked this man, she couldn't have the same knowledge as a drunk man.

He Xuanchen shook his head, "I want to lie on your bed."

Lying on her bed in the morning feels very comfortable, and it smells the same as her body.

Yu Ziqing glanced at the time, she still had to cook, and said, "All right, all right, I'll help you upstairs."

Finally got to the room and helped him to sit on the bed.

He Xuanchen took off his shoes consciously, and started staring at her again.

Yu Ziqing pretended not to see, helped him take off his suit jacket, and helped him to lie down.

He Xuanchen suddenly grabbed her hand and put it tightly on his heart.

His eyes were sad with a hint of pleading, "Don't go."

Yu Ziqing said, "I still have to cook, aren't you sleepy, go to sleep."

He Xuanchen's beautiful phoenix eyes were covered with a layer of grievance, "It hurts a bit."

Yu Ziqing frowned and asked, "Where does it hurt? The wound hurts?"

He Xuanchen shook his head, "You don't understand, you don't understand at all."

There was a wry smile on the corner of his lips, "I don't quite understand either."

Yu Ziqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What nonsense are you talking about? Go to sleep, I'm going to cook."

But He Xuanchen firmly grasped her hand, still pressing it on his heart, "Qiao Beiran said I... said I... hi..."

Yu Ziqing withdrew her hand forcefully, she was thinking about cooking, but she was not in the mood to chat with him, "I'll make you some hangover soup later, you should rest first."

He Xuanchen saw her turn around mercilessly, with angry eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Yu Ziqing, come back to me! If you dare to disappear again, I will... I will..."

He wanted to say that he killed her, but he couldn't say it.

As soon as he changed his voice, his voice softened, with a trace of begging and coquetry, "Stay with me for a while."

However, his words did not stop Yu Ziqing at all.

He Xuanchen heard the sound of Deng Deng going down the stairs, his eyes were desperate, and his heart was extremely desolate.

Sure enough, he was always the one who was left behind.

He thought of that afternoon many years ago, when he was only seven years old after losing his mother, but was sent abroad by his grandfather and left alone on the street.

He stood there blankly, thinking about where he should find himself before dark.

Suddenly, a stuffy metal tank truck sped by, and when it passed in front of him, it picked him up and threw him in the car.

There are many children in the car, of different skin colors, both boys and girls.

They were taken to a dark place, and a ring was placed on each foot.

And then there's training, training, training...

Yu Ziqing returned to the kitchen and started to work. Without He Xuanchen's interference, she cooked very fast.

After a while, it was almost done. Seeing that it was still early, the two people stopped before they came back.

The rest of the process will be done when they come back, so that they can eat hot food.

Thinking of the drunken man upstairs, I made some hangover soup for him.

When I went upstairs, I thought he was asleep, but I didn't expect that his eyes were still open, but the eyes were very empty.

This person's sleep quality is really poor, so he doesn't sleep like this.

Seeing her come back, He Xuanchen's eyes finally regained some light, but he asked angrily, "What are you doing back? Pity me? Pity me?"