Wealthy men and wives are not easy to mix

Ever since Wu Zonglin changed his person, Yan Qi was going crazy.He can't go anywhere, and there's no way to shoot a scene. Even if he goes to pee, Wu Zonglin will follow.

What's even more exaggerated is that he didn't even take a shower, and even dragged him to do that kind of thing.Yan Qi persuaded him a few times, pushed him into the bathroom, and he came out again.

Yan Qi thought that he was worried that he would run away while he was taking a bath, so he made a promise again and again, vowing that he would never run away.

Wu Zonglin stared at him with a mocking face, as if looking at a fool.

Yan Ke looked angry: "The weather is so hot now, and you sweat so much, why don't you take a bath? Don't you know how to take a bath?"

It's not right, Wu Zonglin has to stare at him every day when he takes a bath, why not?

Yan Qi really couldn't figure it out, but Wu Zonglin said with a gloomy expression, "How dare you despise me?"

Yan Qie really had no choice but to take out a bottle of perfume and spray it up and down on Wu Zonglin, finally covering up the unpleasant smell.

Wu Zonglin sniffed, and couldn't help frowning. He pinched his nose and said, "What did you spray on me? It smells so bad."

Yan Ke couldn't help rolling her eyes: "You are the one who smells the worst, who told you not to take a bath."

Wu Zonglin used to cook for him all the time, but now Wu Zonglin can't do it. They eat takeaway three meals a day.

Yan Qie was about to vomit, so she bought vegetables and cooked them herself.

But the dark food he made was so bad that he couldn't finish it after a few mouthfuls, but Wu Zonglin helped him finish it.No matter how unpalatable he can eat without frowning, this makes Yan Qi wonder if he has lost his sense of taste.

Yan Ke wanted to reason with him, so he sat on the sofa next to him and said, "A Lin, are you insecure? Do you have any secrets? You see, we are so familiar, can't you tell me? "

Wu Zonglin lowered his head and fiddled with the leaves on the potted plants, as if he couldn't hear it.

But as soon as Yan Qi stood up and moved two steps, his eyes immediately caught up.

Yan Qiyu said earnestly: "Can we discuss it? I can't be with you every day. I have my own job and I need privacy. Can you understand this? I can totally do it for a stalker like you." Call the police and let the police arrest you, but I don't want to make trouble to that point."

A Lin sneered: "If you have the ability, go to the police."

Yan Kenu: "Did you listen to what I said?"

"You talk too much."

Yan Qi gritted her teeth, wanting to get angry, but also worried that Wu Zonglin would do something more terrible if he was stimulated.

In the evening, Yan Qie came out of the shower, took out a bottle of medicine from the bedside table while he wasn't paying attention, mixed the pills and candies together, smashed them into pieces, put them in warm water, and brought them to Wu Zonglin.

"A Lin, this is sugar water. After you drink it, I will do whatever you want." Yan Qi coaxed him gently as if he was a child who occasionally had a bad temper.Yan Qi thought, anyway, he can't taste anything.

Even if poison is added to the food, he may eat it without hesitation.

Yan Qi became more and more sure that there was something wrong with his sense of taste.

In fact, Wu Zonglin has no problem with his sense of taste at all. The reason why he ate Yan Qie's dark food was because he felt that Yan Qie made it for him. He was happy and willing to eat it, even if it was mustard, Onions and peppers.

However, Wu Zonglin will indeed show a childish side. For example, he will stare at the pattern on the quilt for a long time, and he will sit in front of Yan Qie's makeup table, looking at the cosmetics and skin care products curiously, Lipstick is painted on Yan Qi's face.

Call him naive, but not entirely, he has the thinking of an adult, domineering, and weird thinking.Say he is shrewd, but sometimes he does some silly actions.

At this time, Wu Zonglin raised his head and stared at him sharply.

Yan Qie put down the porcelain bowl, then lay down on the bed, put her hands on her forehead, and put on a coquettish pose: "Do you want it? As long as Ah Lin drinks it obediently..."

Before Yan Ke could finish speaking, Wu Zonglin rushed over and buried his head in biting and licking his neck.

Yan Qie patted his head, "A Lin, you haven't had any sugar yet, sugar water."

"Do you think I'm an idiot? Don't think I don't know what you added in it." Wu Zonglin bit his lip punitively.

Yan Qi did this because Wu Zonglin refused to take medicine, but Wu Zonglin was not fooled.

Yan Ke felt a shadow covering him, Wu Zonglin looked down at him with cold eyes: "Do you really want me to disappear?"

Yan Ke looked horrified: "No, Ah Lin, you misunderstood, I am thinking of your health."

Wu Zonglin snorted coldly: "I am in good health, so I don't need to worry about you."

Yan Qi was so angry that his chest hurt, he decided to close his eyes and pretend to be dead, not wanting to talk to the other party anymore.

Wu Zonglin obviously didn't let him go so easily, and tossed Yan Qie all night.

Yan Qi woke up the next day with a sore back and a sore back, but the culprit was refreshed and was watering the potted plants on the windowsill.

Yan Qi said angrily, "I'm thirsty."

Wu Zonglin put down the kettle, poured a cup of hot water and brought it to Yan Qie.

Yan Ke's eyes lit up, and he took a few sips of hot water, grateful: "Zong Lin, thank you!"

Wu Zonglin looked cold: "What did you call me just now?"

"A Lin, my dear baby." Yan Qi said with a smile on his face, but he wanted to curse in his heart.

Yan Qi stretched out her hand angrily: "Bring over your mobile phone, order takeaway."

Wu Zonglin gave him his mobile phone. He has saved money from his work over the years. Even if he doesn't work now, he won't starve to death. He can afford Yanqi.

He is not a soft eater.

After Yan Qi ordered takeaway, she went to wash up, then put on a mask, and lay on the sofa listening to music.

As a big star, he is rare for his own face, and occasionally posts a few selfies on Weibo to read comments from fans for entertainment.

He can't be mad at himself, he can only ignore the other party.

After applying the mask, Yan Qie started to post on Weibo, preparing to sell the goods live.

Wu Zonglin suddenly poked his face with his finger.

Yan Qi raised her eyes lazily to see what tricks he was making.

Wu Zonglin poked again with his expressionless expression on his face.

Yan Qi was angry, he said angrily: "What do you want?"

Wu Zonglin: "You talk with me!"

"Don't you think I'm annoying? Don't you think I talk too much nonsense?"

Wu Zonglin pinched his chin: "You can only look at me."

Yan Qi shook his hand: "Do you have food to eat? Can you make money? If you don't let me go out to work, can I earn some income by live broadcasting on the Internet?"

Wu Zonglin didn't dare to refute, and sat alone by the side, which was pitiful.