The world's most sassy sweet wife

The man sitting in the boat looked in all directions, and found that the surrounding area was boundless sea area, completely panicking.

He took off the mask, a scar on his left eyebrow that looked awkward.

He looked confused and at a loss, why did he suddenly appear at sea?
Are you dreaming?

It shouldn't be, he shouldn't be sleeping, but doing a task.

He pinched his thigh hard and gasped in pain.

How is this going?

The man in black on the other side has been running in the maze for more than ten minutes, calling his partner's nickname while running.

"Fat Youtiao! Where are you?"

The huge maze was as big as a city, no matter how hard he ran, he couldn't get out.

He didn't know how long he ran, but he felt more and more desperate as he ran.

This must be a dream, but when will this dream wake up?

He was tired and paralyzed on the ground, lying on his back, not wanting to move.

Yu Ziqing withdrew her mental power, and let the two of them toss for a while.

Although she kept her eyes closed, she felt that someone was staring at her face.

She simply opened it and met the gaze of the man beside her.

"What are you doing staring at me in the middle of the night?" she asked coldly.

He Xuanchen had long expected that she was not asleep, and he could tell from her breathing state.

"What's on your mind?" he asked.

Yu Ziqing said softly, "No."

He Xuanchen asked again: "Is that insomnia?"

Yu Ziqing frowned and looked at him: "What do you want to do?"

He Xuanchen stroked her head to appease her vigilance: "Don't worry, I won't do anything."

Yu Ziqing rolled his eyes at him.

He Xuanchen asked: "Are you sure you didn't block me in your circle of friends?"

Yu Ziqing asked back, "What are you doing blocking you?"

He Xuanchen confirmed the answer, and his tone became cold: "We've been co-authoring for so long, and you've been using the trumpet to add me?"

Yu Ziqing didn't say anything, but just smiled, which was a tacit consent.

Her plus size is used to add acquaintances she knows in real life, such as teacher Fang Jue and senior brother Jiang Hongbo.

The trumpet is used to add friends or unfamiliar people.

For those like Chu Xinhao and Chang Song, they were added with a trumpet account at first, but they didn't change their account after they got close.

Now she doesn't distinguish between big and small, and everyone knows it's her anyway.

She added a kindergarten teacher with a large size because she knew people in real life. Later, she joined the parent group and added some parents.

He Xuanchen pinched her nose: "Still laughing!"

Yu Ziqing patted his hand off: "It doesn't matter, I'm the one who uses it anyway."

He Xuanchen took her mobile phone over, put it in her hand, and ordered: "Add me with your tuba number!"

For so long, he didn't know the password of Yu Ziqing's cell phone, and he never looked at her cell phone.

Yu Ziqing said: "It really doesn't matter, I even use trumpets more."

He Xuanchen felt that he had no name and no title, and now he wanted to ask for a title.

"Come on!" he urged.

Yu Ziqing was too lazy to talk to him, so she said perfunctorily, "Jiajiajia."

After adding, He Xuanchen went to look through her circle of friends, and sure enough, she saw the latest circle of friends.

But he can't see other people's comments because they don't have mutual friends.

To be exact, there were only two people in He Xuanchen's account at most.

That was Yu Ziqing and Qiao Beiran.

Qiao Beiran is often a frequent visitor to the small black house, let alone.

So Yu Ziqing is actually He Xuanchen's best friend.

Yu Ziqing's profile was set to be visible for a month.

But in the circle of friends within a month, there is only such a lonely one to accompany the baby to read.

He Xuanchen was dissatisfied, and said in a cold tone: "I want to see the previous developments."

Yu Ziqing said, "It's nothing, I rarely post anything."

She doesn't like showing her life to others, and she doesn't crave attention.

I have been living quietly, and I don't have any life reflections. As for emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, there is nothing at all.

She likes to post some news on the trumpet, such as which celebrity has a good figure, good facial features, and even good hands, and uses it as a cloud disk to store data.

He Xuanchen wanted to know more about her, but he still couldn't see anything.

He was very depressed, his cell phone screen illuminated his gloomy face.

Yu Ziqing glanced at him: "Are you angry about such a trivial matter?"

In the middle of the night, I was in a hurry.

He Xuanchen stared at her coldly: "Is this a trivial matter?"

Which woman only adds her husband with a trumpet?
It's simply not a human thing!
This is a big deal!
Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "Those who didn't know thought you lost tens of billions of business. Look at your face, tsk tsk..."

It's really scary.

He Xuanchen said in a bad mood: "I would not be so angry if I lost tens of billions of business. Yu Ziqing, you actually added me with a trumpet! You are too much."

Yu Ziqing couldn't laugh or cry: "You're not done yet."

He Xuanchen turned over and stepped forward, staring fiercely at the person below him.

"I'm very angry now, what do you say?"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "It will be fine after a night of sleep."

He Xuanchen nodded in agreement: "I thought about it with me."

He bent down, and just about to kiss, his mouth was covered by his little hand.

Yu Ziqing frowned and said, "That's not what I meant."

He Xuanchen pressed her hand on top of her head and raised his eyebrows: "I don't care. Since you are a bad woman, I have no reason to pretend to be a good person. You broke the contract more than once, so this Wednesday and Saturday agreement, I will do it break in."

Yu Ziqing felt the man's warm breath, listened to his frantic heartbeat, and her own heartbeat.

She discussed: "Why don't you think about it again? In fact, everything is not appropriate today."

There are thieves at home, two of them.

He Xuanchen smiled evilly: "The arrow is on the string, it's already too late."

The first thought in Yu Ziqing's mind was to kick someone out of bed.

But she was also greedy for the warm blanket that a man brought her.

Sure enough, men are really suitable as heaters.

Just when Yu Ziqing was hesitating, He Xuanchen had already been given the opportunity to sneak in.

By the time she reacted, it was really too late.

After cleaning the battlefield, there is not much sleep time left.

Yu Ziqing didn't care about the two people who entered the maze right now, she just took a look at them and ignored them.

Everything in the maze world is real, not illusory.

Although the two people were not in the same space, they felt the same despair.

Except for themselves, there is no one else, time passes slowly, endless waiting, everything becomes meaningless.

They don't know how long it will last, or if only death can get rid of this horrible dream.

Hunger, thirst, despair, fear.

They suffer from both mental and physical torture, but they don't know how to ask for help.

early morning.

He Xuanchen got up energetically, kissed Yu Ziqing on the forehead and made breakfast.

Yu Ziqing lay lazily, dispersed part of her mental strength, and went into two mazes respectively.

The maze was set up by her, and she is the master of the world.

She can talk to them without even showing up.