The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing said angrily, "Shut up, you."

Is it over?

What do you keep reminding her of?
He Xuanchen smiled triumphantly, his eyes were glued to her face, and he stopped talking.

Yu Ziqing sighed, always thought that she was the God of Plague, but now she found out that this man was.

The ghost lingers, and you can't drive it away.

Originally, I wanted to go to Chang's Group now, but both of their mouths...

She didn't even need to look in the mirror to feel the swelling.

She herself is fine, and she can use the elixir to quickly reduce the swelling, but it is inconvenient to operate with the God of Plague by her side.

The scene of two people standing together was too embarrassing.

I can only tell Chang Song to let him go back to the studio first.

She turned her head and glanced at He Xuanchen, and this guy fell asleep.

His face was bloodless, his lips were broken, and the blood on the wound was dazzlingly red.

He looked like a ghost, and his breathing was very weak. When he was panting, his chest did not rise and fall obviously.

It doesn't look like a living person, just like a corpse.

You won't hang your breath all the time, are you really dead now?

10 minute later.

He Xuanchen was still the same, unable to see the appearance of a living person.

Two 10 minutes later.

Yu Ziqing stretched out her hand to check his breath, but there was no breath.

This man is usually like this, and it is impossible to tell whether he is dead or alive.

Had to pull over and check the arteries and pulse in his neck.

No signs of life?

really dead?
She grabbed his shoulder and shouted: "He Xuanchen!"

The man didn't respond.

Yu Ziqing lay on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Plop plop strong and powerful.

not dead.

The body structure of this man is really strange.

By the way, he said that there was an old man outside the territory who helped him transform his meridians and treated him.

Is it related to this?
She was thoughtful, and just about to sit up straight, someone pinned her head and pushed her head back to the man's chest.

She could hear the strong heartbeat again.

puff- puff-

He Xuanchen's deep voice came from above his head.

"Can you hear what it's saying?"

Yu Ziqing pushed his hand away irritably, sat up straight, and straightened her hair.

Got tricked by this man again.

He Xuanchen's phoenix eyes smiled: "It's very sad, because you don't even believe it."

Yu Ziqing rolled his eyes at him: "You're a third-year-old, don't be so chubby, okay?"

He Xuanchen smiled, grabbed her hand: "I miss you."

Yu Ziqing shook off his hand in disgust, feeling goosebumps all over her body.

"If I am guilty, please use the law to punish me, don't disgust me in this way."

He Xuanchen smiled wryly, "I'm speaking the truth."

Yu Ziqing said coldly: "Put away your so-called sincerity and leave it to others, I don't need it."

He Xuanchen licked his lower lip, frowned and asked, "Is there any medicine? It really hurts."

Yu Ziqing said, "It's best to hurt you to death."

He Xuanchen hooked his lips: "Then you make up a few more mouthfuls, and let me die happily."

He pointed to his mouth: "Come on, bite hard."

Yu Ziqing finally got angry: "He Xuanchen! You are enough!"

He Xuanchen's eyes were soft, and he encouraged gently: "Yes, that's it, vent your emotions when you are angry."

He could feel the anger in her.

This misunderstanding aroused the woman's anger, but she tried her best to suppress her temper in the same way as before, and digested it alone.

He has made a change, chooses to believe her, chooses to take the initiative to explain.

I hope she can also release her emotions.

Between them, stop torturing each other.

Yu Ziqing scolded: "Are you sick? Are you happy to see me throw a tantrum, show all kinds of ugly faces, show my teeth and claws, and swear at the shrew?"

She tried so hard to control her emotions and stabilize her mentality, but she was a little inspired by this man.

He Xuanchen looked at her with distressed eyes: "I just want you to relax a bit."

Yu Ziqing stared at him and asked, "Do you think you're a psychiatrist? Even if you were, did I ask for help? I'm fine, and I don't need you to meddle in my business."

She has long been used to resolving negative emotions alone, why bother to disrupt her habit again?
He Xuanchen sighed: "I'm afraid you'll get sick from holding it in."

Yu Ziqing said indifferently: "Then don't meet each other again, hello, hello, hello everyone."

He Xuanchen smiled, ignored her dodge, and forcibly rubbed her head.

"No. I'm entangled with you."

Yu Ziqing stared at his ripped lips, that rogue smile looked a little funny.

She was suddenly amused.

He Xuanchen was dazzled by her smile, and couldn't help grinning.

"I finally laughed."

It's not easy.

Even if something big happens, as long as her eyes are bent, everything will become less important.

Yu Ziqing said helplessly: "He Xuanchen, why are you such a dog?"

It was too difficult to get rid of this man.

He Xuanchen grabbed her hand: "I'm dizzy and want to go home."

Yu Ziqing wanted to pull back her hand, but this time she didn't use so much force, so she didn't break free.

"Go back. Call your driver, call your assistant, or take a taxi. If you really can't, let me use my car for you."

He Xuanchen looked at her aggrievedly: "I want to go back to Jiangjing Villa with you."

Glancing at the time, school will be over in two or three hours.

She really had to go back, but she didn't want this man to follow her.

"Go back to each house, don't follow me."

He Xuanchen tilted his body and leaned on her body, resting his head on her shoulder.

"Very dizzy. Let me stay with you and sleep a little longer."

Yu Ziqing shook his shoulders vigorously, but failed to shake his head off.

"Get away from me!" she yelled.

He Xuanchen embraced her waist, buried his face in her neck: "I can't hear you."

The breath of the woman made him feel very comfortable.

It is a memory that he will never want to forget in his life.

His nose and lips rubbed against her earlobe vaguely, and he really wanted to bite it down immediately.

Yu Ziqing frowned, the man's breath was barely audible, and at this moment, it was spraying on the dimples of her neck, making it itchy.

She pushed his face away irritably.

The next moment, she felt the warmth in her palm, and a numb itching flowed from her palm to her atrium, causing her body to tremble.

She retracted her hand decisively, and saw a trace of blood on her palm.

This guy is really catchy.

With an evil smile on the corner of He Xuanchen's mouth, looking at her blushing cheeks and angry fox eyes, he pretended to be innocent and asked:
"what happened?"

He already knew every inch of her skin well.

Yu Ziqing rubbed her palm on his sleeve, and complained disgustedly: "It's so disgusting!"

He Xuanchen didn't care whether the sleeves would be dirty, and raised his eyebrows at her with a smile: "My wife is so sweet, her hands are sweet, sweet everywhere."

Yu Ziqing's eyes widened: "..."

She had a new understanding of this man, and she didn't know what adjectives to use to describe him.

In short, it subverts the three views.

He Xuanchen knew that if the quarrel continued, she would have to turn her face again.

He restrained his angry smile, returned to his seriousness, and asked in a deep voice: "You want to help Chang?"