I fell in love with the president of flash marriage

Facing Qi Zhusheng's question, Xia Chen quickly said after recovering: "It's nothing...Mr. will know the details tonight."

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng thought that he had already edited Weibo and waited to post it at night, so he didn't ask any more questions: "You just have to grasp it."

Little did they know that Xia Chen had not only edited it, but had even made it public.

Because of the barrage just now, many viewers have already gone to Weibo and came back. At this moment, the live broadcast room is crowded by countless barrages, and they can’t even see the screen. stuck.

The audience had no choice but to frantically refresh the website, while sending out bullet screens at every turn, layer upon layer of bullet screens, and the scene was once so spectacular that it was difficult to handle:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Mr. Xia is such a man!! Awesome!! I'm stuck to death"

"Why didn't you tell your wife!! Damn it!"

"Ah, ah, Mr. Xia is awesome!"

"I rely on a real marriage certificate, so are you two really married?!"

"Come on, I made a wrong vote! You two are hiding well!"

"Ah, ah, ah, I'm going crazy, my family, my mother looks at me like a fool"

"I went back to my hometown to celebrate the New Year, and I just dropped my phone in the toilet because of this incident."

"I voted wrong, woooooo...I pretended! I'm happy if I voted wrong!! Boss Xia is amazing!!"

"Bringing my wife home without saying a word, I am too surprised by this, I have to take it easy"

"?? So did you really get the certificate? Damn, is Mr. Xia at the legal age of marriage?"

"Hahahaha Mr. Xia is 22 this year, just right"

"Fuck, Zhao Gou and Mr. Qi have been talking for seven years, not to mention married, there is no engagement, Mr. Xia has known Mr. for less than a year, and he has already received his red book. This efficiency, you deserve to have a wife "

The audience roared with excitement, wanting to cross the screen to celebrate.

However, Qi Zhusheng still doesn't know what happened so far, he is fighting the final battle with the dumpling in his hand.

However, just as he made up his mind, he squeezed it down with a little force, and the mouth of the dumpling cracked open, revealing the stuffing inside.

Xia Chen just put the phone away with a guilty conscience, and when he turned his head, he saw Qi Zhusheng staring at the dumplings in his hand solemnly.

Seeing this, Xia Chen couldn't help but leaned forward, wrapped Qi Zhusheng's hand and smiled, "Little idiot."

Qi Zhusheng glared at him with a blushing face, but coupled with his home appearance in a turtleneck sweater and pink apron at the moment, this glance was not deterrent, but rather resentful.

Qi Zhusheng opened his mouth as if warning: "...Who are you calling an idiot?"

Xia Chen's attitude is as soft as he says, and he is not sloppy at all: "I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, come on, come on, I'll teach you again."

As he spoke, he took Qi Zhusheng hand in hand to clean up the "wreckage" of the dumpling in his hand, and then took him to make a few new dumplings.

Qi Zhusheng doesn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers, but he is not stupid, so after teaching these few times, he quickly grasped the essentials.

Qi Zhusheng resolutely said: "Thank you, I have already met."

Xia Chen deliberately raised his eyebrows, pretending not to believe it: "Really?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Qi Zhusheng took a new dumpling wrapper on the spot, wrapped a round dumpling and showed it to Xia Chen: "Don't believe it?"

"I believe it this time." Xia Chen rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, "The dumplings made by Mr. are as cute as Mr...."

Qi Zhusheng couldn't hear Xia Chen complimenting him on his cuteness, especially since he made the dumplings round and small - how do they look like him?

Qi Zhusheng always felt panicked with embarrassment on his face, he turned his head and gave Xia Chen a warning look.Xia Chen quickly stood up straight and said, "I'm going to wash my hands, sir, wrap them up first."

After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen as if fleeing, Qi Zhusheng looked at his hurried back, and couldn't help showing a funny expression.

While Xia Chen went to the kitchen to wash his hands, Qi Zhusheng lowered his head and concentrated on making dumplings.

The broken hair on his temples slid down from his ears with the movement, interfering with his sight, Qi Zhusheng subconsciously raised his hand to straighten his hair, but he ignored the flour on his hands, causing a lot of flour to rub on his cheeks .

Qi Zhusheng had never made dumplings before, and he seemed a little at a loss when he encountered this. He frowned slightly and stood there, with white flour hanging on his face. He looked as innocent as possible. The audience They were all cute by him.

Coupled with the fact that the audience has now learned that the two of them are married, these warm daily life will naturally change in the eyes of the two of them, and the bullet screens are almost passed out.

But Qi Zhusheng didn't know about these.He stood there thinking for a while and felt that there was no good solution. After all, he had never made dumplings before, and Xia Chen was not by his side right now, so he had no choice but to raise his arms and try to wipe himself off with the sleeve of his sweater. Face flour.

But because he had already rolled up his sleeves before, to achieve this goal, he had to raise his arms a little bit so that he could barely touch his cheek with his sleeves.

But this posture caused the hem of the sweater to follow upwards. Looking from the back of the apron, you can just see a small part of his narrow waist, which is white and delicate but still strong. The thin muscles are looming under the sweater. More importantly, Yes - there is an ambiguous finger mark printed on that white waist.

The audience was stunned on the spot, and the bullet screen that squeezed each other was reduced by more than half in an instant. Obviously, everyone was staring at the screen intently and forgot to type for a while.

Qi Zhusheng didn't know what he had exposed, he only knew that there seemed to be more and more flour on his face, and just as he was frowning and didn't know what to do, he suddenly felt a cool touch from his waist.

After such a long time of rubbing hands together, Qi Zhusheng's body reacted much faster than his brain, and when he was touched, he trembled very obviously, and then immediately softened his waist.

"You..." Qi Zhusheng turned his head and looked over in a panic, only to see Xia Chen pressed his freshly washed hands on his waistline protruding from the hem of the sweater, the coolness of the water caused numbness Itchy, the slender waistline obviously softened.

In places that Qi Zhusheng didn't see, Xia Chen pressed his inadvertently exposed waist, turned his head veiledly, and glanced at the camera with warning and ostentatious eyes, like a wolf swearing sovereignty.

The audience suddenly came back to their senses when they saw this, and the barrage that had just dissipated a little bit immediately came back, and everyone became excited:

"!! What's on Mr.'s waist! Don't hide it if you have the ability! Let the whole country see it!"

""Xia Chen Dare to Do or Not to Be""

"That's your kid's fingerprints!!"

"Fuck, I only saw a dark red mark, and I didn't have time to see anything else. Mr. Xia, you are too stingy, aren't you, brothers?!"

"Is there a possibility that it's not a fingerprint, but a hickey?"

"Damn, it's even worse. Imagine Mr. Kneeling on the bed, with the upper body lying between the quilts unbearably, but the lower body is forced to lift up, the waistline goes all the way down, and then Mr. Xia kisses him all the way from behind. It's better to be gentle. Take a bite..."

"He still shows off to me!! Damn it!"

"Ah, why don't you let me watch it!! You are so stingy, Mr. Cha!"

"Damn it, he must have been showing off to us just now! It must be!"

"Hastily, it's amazing to get the certificate, isn't it? Damn, it's really amazing"

"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, that red book has had such an impact on me, I feel like they want to DOI anytime they look at each other now."

"What's a legal couple doing if they don't DOI?! Why can't they DOI?!"

However, it was only at this time that Qi Zhusheng realized that he had exposed his waist because of rubbing flour.

However, he didn't realize what was on his waist, so when he saw Xia Chen holding his waist, he only thought that the other party was teasing him.

Therefore, Qi Zhusheng just blushed a little, and said in a nonchalant manner: "...don't worry, my face is covered with flour, and my hands are also covered with flour. I can't wipe it off. Please help me wipe it off."

Xia Chen withdrew his gaze, raised his other hand to wipe off the flour on Qi Zhusheng's face.Then he gently tugged Qi Zhusheng's sweater down, and leaned into the other's ear and smiled softly: "Sir, have you forgotten what is on your waist?"

The voice of this sentence was very low, Qi Zhusheng suddenly opened his eyes wide after reacting for a while - he recalled what happened last night.

Looking at the cheeks that were gradually turning red in front of him, Xia Chen couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed him: "Little idiot."

Qi Zhusheng suddenly came back to his senses when he heard the words, glanced at him a little bit angrily, and said in a low voice: "I told you not to...you just don't listen."

However, Xia Chen was so proud of his favor, he was not afraid of his anger at all, instead he smiled lightly, looked around and said to him, "How many dumplings have you made sir?"

Qi Zhusheng put the dumplings in his hand on the chopping board, and deliberately replied: "...I don't have any share for you."

"How could sir treat me like this." Xia Chen showed a hurt expression when he heard the words, but after he finished speaking, he lowered his head and picked up a dumpling wrapper, skillfully wrapped one and put it in Qi Zhusheng's dumpling , lowered his head and said to Qi Zhusheng shamelessly, "But even if the husband treats me like this, the dumplings I make are still the husband's."

Qi Zhusheng was overwhelmed by his coaxing all of a sudden, and when he heard this, he suppressed a smile and glanced at him: "Then what do you eat?"

"I'm hungry." Xia Chen's men were making dumplings, and his mouth was dishonest. After speaking, he leaned in front of Qi Zhusheng and kissed his husband's slightly raised lips, "I will eat whatever you want me to eat. Let me eat and I'll be hungry."

"Really?" Qi Zhusheng couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth to wrap the dumpling in his hand, "Are you really so obedient? How come I don't know?"

Facing Qi Zhusheng's meaningful question, Xia Chen pretended to be innocent and said coquettishly: "I am very obedient during the day, sir should be the clearest."

To be obedient during the day, in short, is not necessarily obedient at night.

How could Qi Zhusheng not know what he meant, he glanced at him indifferently after hearing the words: "...Little rascal."

Xia Chen smiled and kissed him on the cheek, Qi Zhusheng was a little embarrassed to be kissed by him, and felt that it was not appropriate for him to be so affectionate all the time.

Qi Zhusheng cleared his throat and said: "...Don't make trouble, hurry up and make dumplings."

"Don't legal wives allow kisses?" Xia Chen said half jokingly and half sadly, "Mister is so strict."

Qi Zhusheng only thought he was joking, and didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, but the audience was different. After contacting Xia Chen's Weibo, everyone couldn't sit still:

"Is the legal wife amazing?! Damn it!"

"Why does your wife want to abuse us single dogs if she doesn't let you kiss?"

"Is only your wife legal?! Are all our wives illegal?"

"Whispering: It seems that it is really illegal to treat other people's wives as your own"

"Back to the north, Mr. Xia, you look very pretty when you declare your sovereignty, but the way you show off my face is too arrogant!!"

"It doesn't matter if you are obedient or not during the day, I just want to know how Mr. Xia is disobedient at night"

"Ah, ah, Mr. Xia, since you posted that Weibo, you have become more and more swollen, don't you want to act with your brothers?!"

"President Xia: I have a showdown, I'm sorry"

"Perhaps Mr. Xia is also very obedient at night, hehe"

"Are you making dumplings?! Dumplings are food! Not a tool for flirting with your little lovers! Please show me your mouth and thank you"

"Dumpling: first of all, I didn't mess with any of you"

One morning passed, and after everyone's unremitting efforts, the dumplings to be eaten on New Year's Eve were finally made.

Considering that everyone has different tastes, they just plated four different flavors of fillings before, which can be called a gathering of talents.

The New Year's Eve dinner was also prepared by everyone, but the cook should naturally be the one with the highest level of culinary skills, and this role is none other than Xia Chen.

Everyone was busy in the kitchen all afternoon, among which Xia Chen was undoubtedly the busiest.

In winter, the heating in the north is particularly sufficient, coupled with the scorching heat of the kitchen and the huge workload brought by cooking, Xia Chen cooks until half of his coat is wet.

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng felt very distressed, but the stove was inseparable from the chef, so he could only temporarily put down his work, got up and went back to get a short-sleeved T-shirt for Xia Chen.

Then the bigger show effect comes.

That T-shirt was soaked with sweat not long after I put it on, but the advantage of the T-shirt is that it is thin and cool after getting wet, and it is not as sticky and heavy as the previous clothes; the disadvantage, or another advantage is also Obviously, that's the unobstructed view after getting wet.

Xia Chen, a chairman worth over [-] million yuan, didn't feel at all inconsistent when he was cooking in an apron.

He was wearing the pink apron that Qi Zhusheng wore when making dumplings. Considering the number of people eating at night, Xia Chen didn't consider using a small pot from the beginning, but directly used the largest iron pot prepared by the program team.

So when he easily turned the pot upside down with one hand, the other kitchen assistants were stunned. You must know that the iron pot plus the ribs inside weighed at least seven or eight catties, but this is not the point. The point is that Xia Chen's actions At that time, the T-shirt attached to his body not only outlined his muscles at a glance, but also completely concealed some marks on his back.

Since Qi Zhusheng was worried that Xia Chen would be hot while cooking, he didn't think too much when he hurried back to get his clothes, he took a white T-shirt and came back.

The white T-shirt really looks good on Xia Chen, coupled with his stretched muscles and pink apron, there is a huge contrast in the whole person.

However, the problem now is that the white T-shirt can't cover anything when it's wet, or it even makes certain things more conspicuous - such as the few red marks on Xia Chen's back.

There are less than two hours left before New Year's Eve, and everyone in the kitchen is busy, so no one cares about Xia Chen's back, of course—except for the vast number of netizens in the live broadcast room.

When Xia Chen's T-shirt first started to get wet, the red marks on his back were not very obvious. After seeing it, everyone couldn't believe it. At that time, their attention was still on Xia Chen's muscles.

But as he sweated more and more, the T-shirt gradually became the king's new clothes, and the red marks on his back became more and more obvious. The audience finally realized something was wrong when they saw this, and the live broadcast room immediately boiled stand up:

"Ah, ah, Mr. Xia's figure, I'll just use my tongue to lick it."

"This muscle paired with this apron, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"This contrast is too exciting. Damn, who can refuse a little wolf dog who has a good figure and can cook?"

"Wait, crap, Mr. Xia's back!! Am I blind?!"

"!!! This mark is so long, Mr. Xia scratched his back in the shower?"

"Is there a possibility... this trace was caught by someone?"

"Be bold!!! Mr. caught it!!!"

"Hastily, do you two play so wildly every day?"

"When I think of Mr. Qi, who is so clear and cold, he would actually scratch someone...Damn, what kind of little wild cat is this!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that I can imagine. Mr. Xia is holding Mr. waist. Mister is hanging on Mr. Xia impatiently, crying and begging him to stop, but he doesn't stop. In the end, he was tossed unconsciously and began to grab his subordinates. things, but Mr. Xia was stimulated by this insignificant pain and became more and more excited..."

"Anonymous teacher!! You are my God!!"

The audience was extremely excited, but it was not discovered by Qi Zhusheng until the New Year's Eve dinner was finished.

After Qi Zhusheng washed the dishes and was about to serve the steamed lobster, he turned his head and saw Xia Chen's back who was still busy.

Cooking is a physical effort, Xia Chen's clothes on the back have been completely soaked, the white cloth is almost transparent at this moment, and a few red scratches are obviously printed on the strong and refined back.

After realizing whose masterpiece it was, Qi Zhusheng was stunned for a moment and blushed on the spot.

The last dish was out of the pot, Xia Chen turned off the fire and heaved a sigh of relief, when he turned his head, he saw his husband looking at him with a flushed face.

After being stunned for a moment, Xia Chen couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Qi Zhusheng blushed and opened his face but didn't know what to say, and he said after a long while: "Thanks for your hard work... let's go back and take a shower."

Hearing Qi Zhusheng's concern, Xia Chen couldn't help showing a smile: "Sir, will you wash with me?"

Originally, he was just joking, but Qi Zhusheng nodded when he heard the words: "Let's go, you should be tired, I'll go back with you."

Xia Chen was flattered when he heard the words, he was a little unclear why these subtle changes occurred in Qi Zhusheng's attitude.

However, he still gladly accepted Qi Zhusheng's invitation, took off the apron and left with Qi Zhusheng.

After returning to the residence, Xia Chen couldn't wait to pull Qi Zhusheng to the bathroom: "Sir—why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?"

"You mean I treated you badly before?" Qi Zhusheng pinched his cheek amusedly and angrily, "Little white-eyed wolf with no conscience."

"It was fine before." Xia Chen hugged him and rubbed against him, "But today is so good that it makes me flustered, I feel that my time is approaching..."

"What nonsense are you talking about New Year's Eve." Qi Zhusheng frowned and gave him a look, then urged, "I have to eat New Year's Eve dinner later, so take off your clothes and take a shower."

Hearing this, Xia Chen reluctantly let go of him, and obediently began to take off his clothes.

Standing by the side, Qi Zhusheng looked at the red marks on Xia Chen's back, felt a little shy and blamed himself for a while, and couldn't help asking for a long while: "...does it still hurt?"

Xia Chen was stunned for a moment before he could react, turned his head and said after turning on the shower: "What did you say, sir?"

Qi Zhusheng blushed and cleared his throat: "The one on your back...I left it last night..."

"It doesn't hurt a long time ago, sir..." Xia Chen suddenly realized something after speaking halfway, he looked at Qi Zhusheng's embarrassed look and suddenly smiled, "So it was because of this that sir dragged me back ah?"

Qi Zhusheng nodded shyly, and Xia Chen's smile became brighter when he saw this: "But it should be too late, the majority of netizens may have seen the 'mark' left by Mr., right? Now everyone knows that I am Mr. people."

Hearing the word "mark", Qi Zhusheng blushed suddenly: "Don't...don't talk nonsense."

"Why am I talking nonsense? Mister, is it possible that you still want to start messing around and end up giving up?" Xia Chen took a quick battle bath, and after hearing this, he put the towel on his body and started playing hooligans. He leaned in front of Qi Zhusheng, suggestively Clinging to his husband's side, "And here... there is my mark, sir, do you still want to deny it?"

The waist touched by Xia Chen felt as if it had been ignited by a flame, and it immediately became hot and numb, almost unbearable.

Qi Zhusheng felt that he was almost familiar, he struggled to take two steps back, just leaning against the bathroom door.

Faced with such a situation where there is no way to retreat, Qi Zhusheng could only blushed and said: "...the New Year's Eve dinner is about to come, you hurry up and put on your clothes."

Xia Chen blinked and said: "Sir—this is the first New Year we spend together..."

Qi Zhusheng took a deep breath, raised his head and planted a kiss on his lips, then looked at him seriously and said, "Happy New Year, my dear little Polaris."

There was nothing too grand and grand in the words, but Qi Zhusheng's tone was unprecedentedly gentle.

Xia Chen's breath was stagnant, he stared blankly at Qi Zhusheng's incomparably gentle eyes, leaned over and kissed the other party's lips for a while: "Happy New Year, my husband."

At seven o'clock in the evening, Qi Zhusheng brought Xia Chen back to the villa after taking a shower.

Everyone prepared the New Year's Eve dinner all afternoon, and now they can finally sit down and enjoy it.

After everyone is seated, the first thing everyone has to do is to thank today's chef. During the Chinese New Year, they basically have to drink, and Xing Yuan is going to toast Xia Chen with the wine.

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng hurriedly said: "He should be making trouble after drinking too much, thank you for your kindness."

After hearing the words, everyone remembered that Xia Chen could not drink, so they all made up their minds and offered Qi Zhusheng the wine that was given to Xia Chen instead.

It's the first time we've known each other for so long that Qi Zhusheng couldn't refuse, and it's normal for people to drink two glasses of wine during Chinese New Year, so he drank them all without hesitation.

Seeing this, Xia Chen didn't stop him, he just patted Qi Zhusheng's leg lightly and said, "Sir, if you're drunk today..."

He suddenly stopped talking halfway, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help but glanced at him and said with a smile: "Why, are you planning to take advantage of others' danger?"

Xia Chen raised the corners of his lips when he heard the words: "How can you call it taking advantage of someone's danger? Don't worry, if Mister is drunk, I will definitely take care of Mister the same way Mister took care of me before."

This is a double entendre, Qi Zhusheng didn't feel wrong at first, it wasn't until he took another sip of his wine that he suddenly realized what Xia Chen meant—the last time he "cared for" Xia Chen was more than just confined under the bed.

Thinking of this, Qi Zhusheng was stunned suddenly, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Xia Chen, the little rascal smiled brightly and innocently upon seeing this.

Qi Zhusheng's back was numb from his laughter, and he couldn't help warning in a low voice: "...don't go too far."

Xia Chen smiled brighter when he heard the words: "Don't worry sir, I will definitely 'handle with care'."

If he can really "handle with care", then he is haunted.

Qi Zhusheng was terrified by his laughter, but now he felt like riding a tiger, so in the end Qi Zhusheng could only hope that after he drank too much, Xia Chen could develop a little bit of conscience.

Facts have proved that Xia Chen has no conscience, especially in this aspect.

Qi Zhusheng's capacity for alcohol was not bad, but he couldn't stop the other guests present who were also able to drink, especially Yun Mo, who looked indifferent, no one thought that he could directly drink water as wine.

All in all, the New Year's Eve dinner started at seven o'clock, and when the Spring Festival Gala started at eight o'clock, the only two sober people at the table were Xia Chen and Yun Mo.

Xia Chen was sober because he hadn't touched a single drop of alcohol, while Yun Mo was sober because he could drink well.

But the other people's condition is not bad, although they are more or less a little drunk, but at most they are only slightly drunk, and they are still sober.

Of course, except Qi Zhusheng.

Qi Zhusheng drank the wine between him and Xia Chen by himself, and when he thought that this was his first year with Xia Chen, he couldn't help being happy, so he couldn't control himself and drank a few more glasses , which also made him the most drunk among the people present.

After drinking the wine, the Spring Festival Gala began. Everyone woke up and planned to eat dumplings while watching the Spring Festival Gala, so they all stood up and went to the kitchen to cook dumplings.

However, Qi Zhusheng was so drunk that he couldn't even stand up, he leaned against Xia Chen's arms in a daze, and whispered: "Ah Chen..."

The corner of Xia Chen's mouth has not been down since seeing him drunk, Wen Yan kissed the corner of his mouth that still smelled of wine and said, "What's wrong, sir?"

"I want to eat dumplings..." Qi Zhusheng rubbed against his arms, and then said coquettishly, "I want to eat radish stuffing."

"Okay." Xia Chen was so cute that his heart melted, "I'm going to give it to Mr. Sheng now, Mr. Wait for me."

"...I can't." Never thought Qi Zhusheng frowned and stopped him, "I won't let you go..."

Xia Chen laughed all of a sudden: "Then what should I do? Sir won't let me go, then I can't fill dumplings for him."

Qi Zhusheng frowned and thought for a while, then buried his face in Xia Chen's arms: "Then I won't eat... You are not allowed to leave anyway."

The audience never expected that Qi Zhusheng would be in this state after being drunk, and was so excited that he couldn't type on the keyboard:

"Ahhhhhhhh the drunk gentleman is too soft!!"

"So cute, so cute, I'm dead!"

"So soft, you will cry for a long time if you kiss me."

"Who can stand up to a beautiful woman who acts like a spoiled child when she's drunk, Mr. Xia, you are so blessed!!"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

"Kiss him!! How can you bear it, Mr. Xia! Hurry up and sell him!"

"awsl, isn't this fucking prettier than the Spring Festival Gala?!"

"Crazy +1, Spring Festival Gala? Dogs don't even watch!"

"Fuck, sir, your state is really dangerous!"

"Mr. drunk tonight will be forced to New Year's Eve. Mister with an ignorant face, hehehe"

"Your New Year's Eve, is it really a New Year's Eve for him?"

"It may be something else, it depends on Mr. Xia"

"??? You are not right!"

Yun Mo came out of the kitchen with a few bowls of dumplings, just in time to hear Qi Zhusheng pulling Xia Chen to act coquettishly, so he quickly said: "I brought a few bowls out, you two can eat mine if you don't mind."

Xia Chen quickly said: "Okay, thank you."

After saying that, he lowered his head and coaxed: "He has already cooked the radish stuffing. Would you like to have a taste, sir?"

Qi Zhusheng was a little reluctant, obviously wanting to eat Xia Chen's own cooking: "...I want to eat celery stuffing again."

Yun Mo heard the words and said very frankly: "There are also celery stuffing."

Qi Zhusheng didn't know what to say for a while when he heard the words, even if he was drunk, he was not the kind of unreasonable troublemaker, Xia Chen couldn't stop laughing when he saw this, he lowered his head and coaxed: "Sir, you can eat two kinds of stuffing, how about it?"

Qi Zhusheng reluctantly nodded his head: "Okay."

Xia Chen carried him to the sofa with a smile, picked up the dumplings and cooled them down, and then began to feed his husband.

The drunk Qi Zhusheng was unusually obedient, leaning against Xia Chen's arms and letting him manipulate him.

Seeing this, Xia Chen fed Qi Zhusheng a vegetarian dumpling very badly, Qi Zhusheng chewed it unconsciously, and then swallowed it, obviously he couldn't eat any difference between different dumplings.

But even though he couldn't taste the dumplings, Qi Zhusheng still remembered another thing: "Ah Chen...is it time?"

Xia Chen raised his eyebrows: "What time?"

Qi Zhusheng was a little dizzy, and he spoke at a full speed: "It's time for a surprise..."

Xia Chen deliberately pretended not to understand: "What surprise?"

Qi Zhusheng gave a "tsk" when he heard the words, and said anxiously, "It's the marriage certificate. Aren't you going to issue the marriage certificate tonight?"

After he was drunk, he couldn't hide anything, and he would say anything.

Xing Yuan, who was half drunk, came out of the kitchen with his dumplings. Hearing this, he immediately woke up half awake, and looked at the two of them in shock: "You two... have you received your certificate? When did you get it?"

Xia Chen blinked shamelessly when he heard the words: "That's right, did the two of us get the certificate? When did we get the certificate? Sir, did you remember wrongly?"

After getting drunk, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help being taken aback when he saw Xia Chen's swearing, and then he coaxed him to really think about this question - could it be that I really didn't marry Ah Chen, and everything was just a dream?

His drunken brain was already on the verge of crashing, Qi Zhusheng actually believed it after thinking about it, he looked up at Xia Chen incredulously: "You...are we really not married?"

Xia Chen nodded: "No, Mister must have made a mistake."

Under such vicious coaxing by this person, Qi Zhusheng believed it was true, and couldn't help showing a hurt expression.

The big beauty leaned in his young lover's arms, showing a hurt and sad expression, that look was full of fragility, coupled with his aggrieved expression that was almost crying, it was so beautiful.

"How could this be..." Qi Zhusheng couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that he didn't marry Xia Chen, and that the so-called marriage certificate might just be imagined, "But I...I want to marry you... ..."

As soon as these words came out, not only Xia Chen couldn't continue acting, but the audience also broke their defenses, criticizing Xia Chen for shamelessly coaxing his wife:

"Ah, ah, Mr. Xia, you bastard! Do you know it's a crime to lie to an idiot wife!"

"Ah, my wife, come with me! Leave him alone!"

"Why do you become a stupid beauty when you're drunk, shit, I'm not interested in stupid beauties, but now I suddenly understand the beauty of stupid beauties."

"No, you just like Mr. Qi."

"Tea is always a stick to lie to my wife!! Hurry up and coax him, you bastard!!"

"Sir, don't feel bad, your husband lied to you, take a look at the ring on your finger"

"Hastily, Mr. Xia is so inappropriate in front of the camera, you can imagine how he will lie to his wife at night."

"Damn! Blind student, you discovered Huadian, Mr. Xia will definitely coax his drunk wife to do something that can't be broadcast at night, damn it!"

"Although Boss Xia is very inappropriate, the gentleman who believes everything my husband says is really cute."

Xia Chen immediately hugged Qi Zhusheng and coaxed: "I am teasing Mr. Come on, look at the ring on your hand, we have already obtained the certificate, just now I was just teasing Mr."

Hearing this, Qi Zhusheng quickly lowered his head and looked over, and when he found the pair of rings on their hands, a hint of clarity and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes, obviously because the CPU of his brain was not enough to support him in recalling how the ring was worn. Up.

Seeing this, Xia Chen immediately took out his mobile phone, clicked on Weibo and put it in front of him: "No, look, sir, our marriage certificate."

Qi Zhusheng settled down and looked down, only to see that the Weibo that was supposed to be posted now has already had millions of likes for some reason, and the content reads impressively:

"It's not a big deal, I just want to show you something [picture]. Are you envious? My wife is so good-looking, just be envious."

The content of the picture is the outer shell and the contents of the two people's marriage certificates, but some details have been coded, but the photos of the two people are so clear that Xia Chen almost withheld the photos and posted a separate Weibo.

Qi Zhusheng opened the following comments in a daze, and saw countless netizens going crazy:

"??? Am I crazy or is the world crazy?"

"Damn it, Mr. Xia will be a blockbuster if he doesn't make a name for himself. If he says marry a wife, he will marry a wife."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Damn it, Mr. Xia, your face really makes me jealous!"

"What's so great about having a wife? What's so great about having a marriage certificate? I'm sorry, it's really amazing. Your wife looks good, Mr. Xia."

"I have a question, do you know that you are so promiscuous?"

"Obviously I don't know, because the husband said that he sent a surprise at night, guess we can see this Weibo now"

"Laughing to death, it must be because Mr. Xia is wise and powerful. He understands our discomfort after waiting for a few days, and let us see it earlier."

"Is there a possibility that Mr. Xia was too excited and forgot to set the time?"

"Hahahahaha see it through or not!"

Qi Zhusheng probably finally realized after reading the comments that he had indeed obtained a certificate with Xia Chen, but he suddenly realized another problem, so he couldn't help but raise his head, looked at Xia Chen in disbelief and said, "So those... You coaxed me?"

After seeing Xia Chen nodding his head, Qi Zhusheng immediately broke free from his arms with a cold face, sat aside and started a unilateral cold war with him.

Qi Zhusheng, who was drunk, had obvious mood swings. Seeing this, Xia Chen hurriedly approached and coaxed: "I'm sorry sir, I was wrong, don't be angry—"

Qi Zhusheng ignored him with a cold face, Xia Chen raised his hand and hugged him into his arms, kissed the beautiful face in his arms, just as Xia Chen was carefully coaxing his wife, Ye Jun suddenly walked in from outside : "Everyone should have finished the New Year's Eve dinner, right?"

Everyone looked at him when they heard the words, and Chu Han also had a bit too much to drink, so he couldn't help but asked, "Are there any activities on New Year's Eve?"

Ye Jun smiled: "It's a very simple activity that doesn't require mental or physical strength."

Xing Yuan couldn't help but asked, "What's the specific content?"

Ye Jun replied: "Considering that our variety show will end tomorrow afternoon, everyone needs to interact with the audience tonight."

Upon hearing that it was actually an interaction with the audience, all the guests present were a little bit interested.

"What kind of interaction method?" Yun Mo couldn't help asking.

"It's very simple." Ye Jun said and took out his mobile phone, "Everyone just needs to use their Weibo account to post a Weibo with relevant entries, and when you arrive