Too Much to Chase His Wife: The Movie Emperor Wants to Hug

"Husband..." Zhao Lingxi lowered her head and stared at the lettuce leaf in her hand seriously. This word, to her now, is tantamount to the greatest irony.

Shaking her hands on the vegetable leaves, she said in a cold voice without looking back: "I'm going to cook, can you go out first?"
"Isn't that good?" Cheng Huaiqing didn't mind the coldness in Zhao Lingxi's tone, turned his head, and lightly pecked her on the face, without any intention of letting go.

Zhao Lingxi frowned, "If you continue to do this, when will we be able to eat this meal?"
Cheng Huaiqing smiled nonchalantly, and suddenly squeezed Zhao Lingxi's stomach with his big hands around Zhao Lingxi's waist, put his head next to Zhao Lingxi's ear, and said ambiguously, "It's enough for me to eat you."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed Zhao Lingxi's body with his lower body, "Look, it's hungry too."Zhao Lingxi's casual kiss just now turned into a fatal seduction.

Zhao Lingxi's body froze suddenly, he put the vegetables in the basket, and opened Cheng Huaiqing's hand finger by finger with his little hand, turned his head, and looked at him seriously: "I owe you money, I will slow down Take it easy, but now, you go out first, okay?"
The distance between the two was very close, so close that when Zhao Lingxi was talking, the hot and humid breath just sprayed on Cheng Huaiqing's chin, and Cheng Huaiqing could even smell the cappuccino that Zhao Lingxi had had a long time to drink.

"How can you be so inattentive?" Cheng Huaiqing slightly left Zhao Lingxi's mouth, and whispered in her ear, "Now I will punish you."

After finishing speaking, he held Zhao Lingxi's head with his big hands, and kissed her lips again.

The rough kiss was like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, tormenting Zhao Lingxi's mouth, Zhao Lingxi only felt that the air in his mouth was about to be sucked dry by him, leaving only the sweet smell of blood in his mouth.

Stretching out his hand to touch the back, he picked up a boning knife at hand.

When Cheng Huaiqing's thin lips left hers, she quickly took a step back, holding a boning knife in her hand, staring at Cheng Huaiqing's lower body, "Don't come close".

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's trembling little hands, a smile flashed in his eyes, but he didn't intend to back away, and said, "Are you willing?"
As he said that, he leaned forward slightly, almost reaching the point of the knife, "Ling Xi, be good, give me the knife, okay?"
Cheng Huaiqing's voice was even more bewitching, Zhao Lingxi almost listened to him, and when his big hand was about to grab the handle of the knife, Zhao Lingxi's body trembled, and the knife in his hand swung, cutting Cheng Huaiqing's right arm.

With a "kuang", the knife fell to the ground, and Zhao Lingxi watched in panic as Cheng Huaiqing's white shirt sleeves were gradually stained red by blood donation.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's appearance, touched Zhao Lingxi's cheek with his left hand, and said warmly: "If you don't get me the hemostatic medicine, be careful that I will bleed to death."

When he spoke, there was still a smile in his eyes. His little wild cat finally knew how to be afraid.

Zhao Lingxi's head was only thinking about himself, Cheng Huaiqing was scratched, and he didn't notice his tone was wrong at all. When he heard him say "death", his head exploded with a "buzz".

Her body reacted much faster than her mind. Before she could react, she suddenly covered Cheng Huaiqing's mouth with her little hand, frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense"!
"En." Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's nervous appearance, nodded, and kissed Zhao Lingxi's palm by the way, but Zhao Lingxi didn't notice it at all.

Withdrawing her little hand, she took a deep breath, which calmed down her chaotic nerves a little, glanced at the wound on Cheng Huaiqing's arm, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go get the medicine box."

With that said, he turned and ran outside.

Seeing this, Cheng Huaiqing followed Zhao Lingxi's footsteps and walked out, holding his right arm with his left hand to slow down the blood flow.

Zhao Lingxi took out the medicine box and briefly stopped the bleeding for Cheng Huaiqing. Seeing that the blood flow on it slowed down a bit, her heart calmed down a little.

Looking at Cheng Huaiqing with apologetic eyes, "I didn't mean to..." In a word, the voice became lower and lower, very lacking in confidence.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's appearance, a flash of complacency flashed in his heart, but he deliberately said with a cold face: "Isn't this what you hoped for?"
Zhao Lingxi's mind is very confused now, he didn't notice the changes before and after Cheng Huaiqing, he lowered his head and said, "Shall I accompany you to the hospital?"
The voice was as low as a mosquito humming.

"Need not".

Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's refusal, Zhao Lingxi immediately raised his head, looked at Cheng Huaiqing, and pleaded in his voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, but no matter what you do, you shouldn't have trouble with your body..."

Cheng Huaiqing listened to the elf's caring words, a smile flashed in the corner of his eyes, but he said, "Go and call Li Kui."

"Oh." Zhao Lingxi nodded disappointedly, is he still unwilling to let himself accompany him to the hospital?But if he wants to go, that's fine.

I dialed Li Kui's number and explained the situation to Li Kui on the phone, only to hear Li Kui's cynical voice as always: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, with me here, that guy can't die ".

After speaking, there was only a busy tone on the phone.

The room fell silent in an instant, Zhao Lingxi put the phone away, and stood there at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Cheng Huaiqing glanced at Zhao Lingxi's appearance, and said, "You go to cook, cook more, Li Kui should eat here tonight."

"En." Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's order, Zhao Lingxi fled to the kitchen as if he had been amnesty, without even closing the kitchen door. Soon, a symphony of pots and pans came from the kitchen.

However, in today's symphony, it is obvious that the "player" is flustered.

Cheng Huaiqing leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and listened to the symphony in the kitchen.

Zhao Lingxi didn't know what Cheng Huaiqing was thinking, so he could only keep himself busy.

There was an awkward silence in the room again.

About 10 minutes later, the doorbell rang suddenly. Zhao Lingxi let out a long sigh of relief when she heard the doorbell, and ran to open the door.

What catches the eye is Li Kui, carrying a not-too-big medicine box, standing at the door, with a cynical smile still on his face.

"You..." Zhao Lingxi moved her lips, realizing that she was a little speechless.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will leave the rest to me." Looking at Zhao Lingxi's pale face, Li Kui took out a piece of candy from his pocket and stuffed it in Zhao Lingxi's hand, "You go to work first."

Zhao Lingxi glanced at the lollipop in his hand, his face twitched, and just about to speak, Cheng Huaiqing's displeased voice came from behind him.

"Come in now, what are you doing there?"
"Okay, come right away." Li Kui naturally heard the displeasure in Cheng Huaiqing's tone, walked around Zhao Lingxi's body, and walked towards Cheng Huaiqing, muttering something:
"Stingy man, don't I just say a few words to my sister-in-law? As for that?"
Cheng Huaiqing didn't answer the conversation after listening, and answered Li Kui's question with a cold aura, very carefree.

Zhao Lingxi glanced at Cheng Huaiqing's direction, since Cheng Huaiqing asked her to call Li Kui over, he must have a reason.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with her, she turned around and went into the kitchen again.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Li Kui turned his head and glanced at Zhao Lingxi, his eyes fell on the blood that spread from the kitchen to the sofa.

Putting the medicine box on the low table, while quickly taking the necessary things from the medicine box with his hands, he kept saying, "Tsk tsk, how...you are in the kitchen... ..."

As he said that, his eyes slanted to Cheng Huaiqing, seeing that Cheng Huaiqing's face was so dark that it was almost dripping water, but he didn't have the slightest intention to shut up.

After neatly placing the things he would use on the low table, he took a look at the fake wound on Cheng Huaiqing's arm. The wound was not deep, but it was very long.

Although the bleeding has been stopped, the wound is still turned outward, exposing the flesh inside, which looks very hideous.

Li Kui looked at Cheng Huaiqing's wound, his cheeks twitched, and he said, "What are you guys playing? You're playing so fiercely"!
While talking, he held the cotton ball with tweezers, dipped it in alcohol, and looked down at Cheng Huaiqing's wound.

Hearing Li Kui's teasing, Cheng Huaiqing's face darkened, his breath became even colder, and he said in a cold voice: "Be careful, I'll throw you out"!
Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's words, Li Kui curled his lips, and continued to disinfect Cheng Huaiqing's wound with his hands: "I really should let your fans take a good look at your current face and see if they still like you. "!"
After speaking, he turned around, put down the tweezers in his hand, picked up another tube of ointment, squeezed out a green and transparent ointment that was a little bigger than a grain of rice, glanced at Cheng Huaiqing, who was always dark-faced, and said, "This medicine may It will hurt a little, you bear with it."

Without Cheng Huaiqing's reply, Li Kui curled his lips, lowered his head, applied the ointment on his fingers, kneaded it evenly, and then pressed it on Cheng Huaiqing's wound.

While massaging Cheng Huaiqing's wound, he said, "How can a person like you be afraid of pain? I really need to remind you."

When Zhao Lingxi came out with the cooked crucian carp soup, his eyes just fell on Cheng Huaiqing's frowning brows, his eyes flickered, and he turned back to the kitchen.

After a while, four dishes and one soup appeared on the table.

Smelling the aroma wafting from around him, Li Kui finished the massage, took out a roll of gauze, and bound Cheng Huaiqing's arm, then packed up his things, and walked towards the bathroom very consciously.

When he came out after washing his hands, he saw Cheng Huaiqing still sitting on the sofa, and said, "Why don't you go to eat? You hurt your arm, not your leg"?
Cheng Huaiqing glared at him, stood up, and walked towards the dining table.