On the second day of the wedding, the comatose husband was awakened by anger

Xu Yanche finished his shower in the bathroom while humming a song, then he remembered that he didn't seem to have brought any change of clothes when he came in to take a shower.

His face froze.

"Fuck, I forgot. I thought I was at home now."

[The live broadcast will not be closed until 10pm. It is definitely not realistic for me to go out naked to get clothes, and the dirty clothes have already been soaked in the sink. ]

He Qing, who was sitting on the sofa outside, listened to Xu Yanche's inner thoughts and curled the corners of his lips.

Just now when Xu Yanche said he was going to take a shower, he noticed that Xu Yanche didn't bring any spare clothes.

Just waiting here, waiting to take advantage of it.

Get some benefits for yourself.

He tried to seduce his young wife last night.

All the clothes have been taken off.

But the young wife just reached out and touched his abdominal muscles, then wrapped herself in the quilt and went to sleep.

She even slept facing him.

It seemed that as long as he turned his back to him, he would be attacked by him.

He Qing counted silently in his heart.

When you count to ten.

Xu Yanche opened the bathroom door a little and poked his head out: "Qingqing baby, please get me some clothes, I forgot to get them."

He Qing: "Okay."

Inside the live studio

[The smile on He Qing's lips was clearly a smile of success.]

[Boss He must have deliberately not reminded me just now. He is just waiting here.]

[Mr. He: Hehehe, the little fat sheep has taken the bait]

He Qing took one of his black shirts and picked out a pair of black shorts and black underwear.

I also got myself a change of clothes.

Went into the bathroom.

Before leaving, he covered the live camera with a towel.

Xu Yanche originally wanted to reach out to take the clothes and then close the door.

But He Qing simply held the door open and squeezed in.

He looked down at Xu Yanche's now naked appearance.

There are faint kiss marks on his body.

He left it behind a few days ago.

He Qing swallowed.

Trying hard to suppress yourself.

He held Xu Yanche in his arms.

Kissed the corner of Xu Yanche's lips: "Yanyan, can you give me a bath? I'll dress you later."

Xu Yanche looked at He Qing in confusion: "You are not a three-year-old child anymore, why do you still want me to give you a bath?"

He Qing: “…”

He coaxed: "Yanyan, don't you want to see my abs?"

Xu Yanche, who was still thinking, took the clothes from He Qing, put them on, and went out.

Change your attitude immediately.

"I'd love to, Qingqing baby, I'll go and drain the water for you."

He Qing watched Xu Yanche fill the bathtub with water, with a triumphant smile on his face.

My young wife is so easy to deceive.

Originally, He Qing thought that the water in the bathtub was for him to take a bath.

But not.

Xu Yanche was lying in the bathtub.

The expression on his face was wildly cool and domineering: "It's your turn, man, stand there in the bath and please me."

The tone can be as domineering as possible.

There was still some heat in his eyes.

For the first time, He Qing felt quite stupid.

He originally thought that his wife filled the bathtub with water because she wanted to take a bath with him.

It seems not now.

My wife may have read some abnormal books recently and is now putting them into practice.

He Qing began to take off his clothes: "Okay."

Wait until an hour later, when the two people came out.

Xu Yanche's eyes were a little red, and his lips were rosy and plump.

It looked like he was kissed and cried.

Xu Yanche glared at He Qing fiercely.

He thought he looked fierce like this.

But in He Qing's eyes.

The corners of Xu Yanche's eyes were red, and there was some grievance in his eyes.

He glanced at himself shyly.

He was still wearing his shirt.

He was almost unable to hold it in anymore.

He leaned over and kissed Xu Yanche on the lips: "Yanyan, let me blow dry your hair."

Xu Yanche pushed He Qing away, picked up his phone, and went downstairs angrily.

It was He Qing who just said that he was taking a bath for himself to see.

But he just acted like a rogue.

Kiss him.

Just as I took a breath, he kissed me again.

Xu Yanche just arrived on the first floor.

Then Feng Su, wearing green dinosaur pajamas, came out of the kitchen.

He was holding a basin in his hand.

Feng Su looked at Xu Yanche, who looked like he had been ravaged by someone.

A knowing smile appeared on his face.

"Hahahaha, Old Xu didn't expect you to have this day. Look at you, you look like a little wife, hahahahaha."

Xu Yanche collapsed on the sofa, his tone filled with sadness: "My heart is dead now."

Feng Su came to the coffee table, carrying the instant noodles she had just cooked.

He pulled a cushion from the side, sat cross-legged on the ground, and continued, "Oh, then, sir, what should you do to come back to life?"

Xu Yanche: "The only thing that can save me now is red romance. If you give me a stack of red bills, I can come back to life."

Feng Su rolled her eyes without disguising, "You are just daydreaming. Do you want noodles? I cooked a deluxe version of instant noodles with fried eggs, grilled sausages, hot pot meatballs, green vegetables, and shredded chicken."

"Eat, you must eat."

As he spoke, he jumped up on the sofa and ran quickly into the kitchen.

Take out the dishes.

After thinking for a while, he took the disposable bowl and chopsticks and ran back quickly.

He placed the bowl in front of Feng Su, pulled a cushion and sat on the ground: "Come on, dear son, pick something for Daddy."

Feng Su: "I am your father."

Xu Yanche: "You rebellious son, how dare you rebel against your superiors."

He saw corn sausages in Feng Su's bowl and put a few into his own bowl.

"Where's Wo Chunzhu? Why can't I see him?"

When Feng Su mentioned this, she looked disappointed: "She has been sold by someone and is still helping others count money."

Xu Yanche smelled the scent of gossip: "Tell me about it."

Feng Su ate a mouthful of instant noodles happily. "It was that Qi Ya. He took Chun Zhu to the second floor and said he wanted to share a room with her. He also said he wanted to show Chun Zhu his abdominal muscles. Chun Zhu agreed, but he hasn't come down yet."

Xu Yanche thought that eating melons should be hot: "Why don't we go and have a look, and then we can say that we want to find Wo Chunzhu to exchange poems."

Feng Su's eyes lit up: "That's a good idea, let's go."

The two people carried the bowls and went upstairs.

Xu Yanche knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened.

It was Qiya who opened it.

Qiya changed her clothes and wore a white short-sleeved shirt and black shorts.

The long hair was tied up with a rubber band.

The two people outside the door looked inside the house.

Wo Chunzhu was wearing clothes of similar color to Qiya's.

Moreover, Wo Chunzhu's mouth looked a little red, and her face was also a little red.

Two people eating noodles with bowls in hand: "!" Oh my god, this looks like something interesting.

It must have been a kiss.

Qi Ya looked at Xu Yanche and Feng Su strangely.

What are these two people trying to do? Are they busy or sick?

You're knocking on the door while eating with your bowl in hand?