Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Qin Wushuang turned away, feeling a little more uncomfortable: "It's just like this, you and her... have a good relationship. She was injured and her family didn't go, so why would they let you go?"

Su Chen burst out laughing and said cheerfully: "Wife, you must be jealous. I can see it. She is just my younger sister. She has always been following me when we were little."

"She said that it's inconvenient for her family. Her father is away on a business trip, and she can't leave because of her leg injury. So naturally, calling me, her brother, is more appropriate."

"Oh, then you are really a good brother."

Qin Wushuang increased his intensity on his brother, clearly unhappy. Everyone knew that siblings who were not related by blood were most likely to get into trouble.

She snorted and turned away, ignoring him.

Su Chen touched his nose, his eyes a little confused. He had spoken clearly, but looking at his wife's expression, it seemed that she was still angry.

He reached out and tugged at her sleeve, but her hand went empty. He was startled: "Wife, are you angry? What is the reason? Can you tell me clearly?"

Qin Wushuang turned his head to look at him with a stern face: "Guess!"

Su Chen's forehead was throbbing. He was most afraid of people telling him to guess, especially about women's thoughts. If he guessed wrong, it would only deepen the conflict. He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He coaxed her softly, "Wife, I'll go back and make you something delicious. Don't you like crab roe wontons? I'll make it for you."

"Don't eat if you're not hungry."

"How about some soup dumplings?"

"Don't eat"

Qin Wushuang had a blank expression on his face, looking angry.

Su Chen scratched his head, feeling powerless. He didn't know what to do. Should he ask Aunt Wang or Xia Yun?

Forget it, it would be more objective to ask Xia Yun.

[Xia Yun, I want to ask you a question. If your sister-in-law is angry, but I don't know why, how can I find out why she is angry?]

【You are a girl, so you must understand girls better. 】

Xia Yun on the other end of the phone was doing her homework at the moment. When she heard the familiar prompt tone, a sweet smile appeared on her face. It must be a message from Brother Su Chen.

After reading the message clearly, my heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cave.

My body felt a little weak, my eyes were red, and I typed with trembling hands.

[Brother Su Chen, is your girlfriend angry? ]

[Yes, but she won't tell me when I ask her, so I don't know what she's angry about. Could you help me analyze it and tell me where to start? Problems should be solved promptly.]

There was a flicker of struggle in Xia Yun's eyes, but he finally sent it.

"It's okay, Brother Su Chen. Girls are more sensitive and sometimes get angry suddenly. Just let her calm down and process it."

[You mean, I should... ignore her? ]

[Not really. Try not to disturb her. Otherwise, if you say something wrong, your girlfriend will get even angrier. It's better to let her calm down and let her get better on her own.]

[Will this work? ]

[Yes, I am a girl, so I naturally understand girls better.]

Qin Wushuang, who was standing aside, had been keeping her eyes on him. Seeing that he suddenly ignored her and kept messaging someone, she was furious.

[Su Chen, who are you chatting with? ]

Su Chen raised his head and spoke frankly.

[Xia Yun, I want to ask her something. Honey, are you feeling better? Do you want me to...?]

Qin Wushuang was angry. She showed it so obviously, but that person didn't notice it and was still chatting with other women. She was really pissed off.

Reaching out his hand: "Give me the phone!"

After getting the phone, Qin Wushuang scrolled through the chat history and sneered. It had been a long time since she met such a stupid green tea girl. Was she trying to steal her man?

The string of rationality is about to break, and I try hard to restrain myself.

"Su Chen, do you think she is right?"

Seeing her unhappy expression, Su Chen shook his head tactfully: "No, I just want to know why you are angry, honey, and what I should do to make you not angry."

Qin Wushuang raised the corner of his mouth, quickly turned off his phone, turned his head to look at him, his eyes became ambiguous: "It doesn't matter what I'm angry about, what matters is to make me happy, you just need to..."

Her fingers slid across his chest, slowly moving to his neck, landing on his rolling Adam's apple, and she pinched it a little harder.