The world's most sassy sweet wife

He Xuanchen cut off the flower branches and handed them to his wife.

Yu Ziqing said appreciatively, "Not bad, cut more."

The little vases in the villa were all free and came in handy.

Yu Ziqing stood with nothing to do, looked at the videographer, and asked with concern, "Teacher, are you cold?"

The cameraman has to carry the machine, so he doesn't wear much.

He shook his head while carrying the machine.

Yu Ziqing looked around and found that the scenery here was really nice, so she took out her phone to take some photos.

As soon as I pressed the camera button, I heard someone "hiss".

The voice was inaudible, but Yu Ziqing's hearing was sensitive, so she hurried to He Xuanchen.

"what happened?"

The cameraman didn't hear it, he was a little confused, and ran over with the camera on his shoulder.

A bloodstain stained one of He Xuanchen's fingers red.

Yu Ziqing frowned and said, "Why are you so careless?"

A god of war can even hurt his hands by cutting flower branches, and it is a joke to say it.

He Xuanchen felt very warm in his heart when he heard her reproachful tone.

His wife cares about him.

Suddenly, he was surprised to see that the woman sucked blood from his fingers.

The two warm lips touched the cold fingers, sucked out a little, and spit it out on the snow beside him, repeating this two or three times.

He just felt that he was wrapped in this warmth.

His whole body was warm, which gave him a strong impulse.

I want to hug her, I want to give my all to love this woman.

He was so moved.

He enjoyed the feeling of being cared for, but he couldn't bear his wife's hard work.

He said: "Almost, the wound is not very deep."

But Yu Ziqing was worried, the scissors were made of iron, so they wouldn't get tetanus.

The wound was not very deep. After all, there was blood, so it was better to be cautious.

He Xuanchen smirked: "It's okay, I can't die."

Yu Ziqing pulled him towards the direction of the car: "Hurry up and go home."

He Xuanchen looked at her anxious appearance, only feeling that he was surrounded by happiness.

He stopped and insisted: "Since you're here, let's pick more flowers before going back."

Seeing that he refused to leave, Yu Ziqing had no choice but to run to the car and take the medicine out of the space.

With outsiders present, it's not easy for her to show it in person, let alone a camera.

He Xuanchen saw her trotting towards him, and watched her apply medicine and put on the band-aid.

At this moment, he felt that his death was worth it.

He's finally getting the attention he's always wanted.

Yu Ziqing gave him the medicine powder and breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up inadvertently, he saw He Xuanchen lip-syncing.

I rolled my eyes at him, and found that my reaction just now was too nervous.

Isn't it just a small wound, she actually made a fuss out of a molehill, making it look like amputation.

She became ruthless again: "Keep cutting."

He Xuanchen had no choice but to leave resentfully.

The camera captures all interactions between the two.

The audience of the live broadcast scrambled to guess He Xuanchen's lips just now.

[Who knows lip language, I didn't see it! ]
[Oh My God.Shocked my whole family, I came in to watch the two big guys overturn their cars, but it was different from what I imagined, they didn't even quarrel! ]
[Missy has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, so she cares about Mr. He so much. ]
[The person who has learned lip language for five years said that what Mr. He said just now was: I really want to kiss you. ]
[ah!so direct?Unexpectedly, He always hit the straight ball. ]
Yu Ziqing stopped taking pictures, and stood beside He Xuanchen, staring at him cutting flowers and branches.

Half an hour later, the woven basket was full.

Yu Ziqing said: "Call work, go home and cook."

When she got home, Yu Ziqing washed her hands and prepared to cook.

Someone hurt his finger and she decided to put him to rest.

There is no need to go out on location, and the cameraman will return to his position. Unless there is a close-up shot, he will not show up.

The screen transition in the live broadcast room is adjusted by a special person.

Wherever the protagonist goes, the live broadcast room will switch to which camera.

As soon as Yu Ziqing walked into the kitchen, the barrage in the live broadcast room was full of anticipation.

This is a close disciple of an international famous chef. The video about the process of cooking at the Yu Family Ancestral Hall half a year ago is very amazing.

[Missy's son, Xiao Keyan can also cook!He is only five years old and can cook well. I saw his tidbits a few days ago, which shocked my whole family.My mother felt ashamed when she saw it, and said that there was nothing to say about it. ]
[Talking about the Yusong Building, have you heard of it? ]
[I heard that it’s been almost a month since their live broadcast. It seems that some people can’t help but go to the store to try the food in person, and the feedback is that it’s not bad. ]
[It seems that Yusong Building is expected to turn around. To be honest, I occasionally watch their live broadcast, which makes me very greedy. ]
There are four cameramen, so Yu Ziqing decided to cook six dishes.

As soon as he took out the needed ingredients from the refrigerator, He Xuanchen entered the kitchen.

Yu Ziqing said: "Just rest, try not to touch the water these few days."

He Xuanchen said with a serious expression, "I feel something is wrong with the wound, come and take a look for me."

Yu Ziqing felt strange, it was the best medicine for wounds, not to mention such small wounds, even those with bare bones and tendons are not a problem.

"What's wrong?" She said and walked out of the kitchen.

She felt strange after following, why did she come into the study?
This study has a combination lock, and there is no camera installed in it.

When the two entered the house, He Xuanchen closed the door.

Yu Ziqing asked, "How does the wound feel?"

He Xuanchen pulled someone to sit on the sofa: "It just feels wrong."

Yu Ziqing frowned and said, "Let me take a look."

After removing the wound stickers, the wound is nothing serious, and it will heal tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

"There's nothing wrong," she said.

He Xuanchen said, "Why is it itchy?"

Yu Ziqing replied: "Wounds need to be repaired to heal, and new flesh will definitely itch. You have so many wounds on your body, so it's impossible for you to be inexperienced?"

He Xuanchen snorted: "I didn't pay attention before."

Yu Ziqing got up and said, "Are you all right? Then I'll go cook."

In the next second, she was pulled back, and then pressed down on the sofa.

She lay down and looked at the man in front of her, met his fiery gaze, and said with a smile: "Can you calm down?"

He Xuanchen hung his body directly above her in a plank position: "I'm a little restless, if you don't relieve me, I may become more restless."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "I didn't warn you, be careful in front of the camera."

He Xuanchen said: "That's why I came to the study. I really shouldn't be participating in this show."

Yu Ziqing hooked his neck, and the man took advantage of the momentum and pressed down.

"I hope the two weeks will end soon." He Xuanchen sighed.

Yu Ziqing said: "Be careful during this period, otherwise we will make a fool of ourselves in front of the whole network."

He Xuanchen took a deep breath: "I miss the good life of the first three days."

Yu Ziqing patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's only half a month anyway."

He Xuanchen inhaled the faint fragrance of her body, and said, "I can't hold it for a long time."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "You insisted on taking this picture yourself."

He Xuanchen raised his head, stared at her pink lips, and said, "Give me some sweetness."