The national husband got married quietly?

Bo Qichen felt guilty after being stared at by her, so he could only slowly remove his palm.

"Just tell me, am I being wronged by today's matter? Did she say something wrong?" Jin Cancan gasped, and gritted his teeth.

"I'm the one who was wronged, okay? Secretary Qiao was right..." Bo Qichen appealed for his grievances without confidence.

"She said I'm ugly and ugly? Isn't she talking nonsense with her eyes open? I'm also the village flower of our Little Stone Village? Why am I ugly and ugly?" Jin Cancan asked indignantly.

"Your dress this morning is indeed not very fashionable and beautiful..." Bo Qichen carefully argued.

"I hate you!" Jin Cancan became stubborn and pushed Bo Qichen to the ground, then turned over and pressed him tightly under him.

Bo Qichen's first thought was that Jin Cancan wanted to fight with him, and he was about to step forward and clasp Jin Cancan's wrist, but he didn't want Jin Cancan to take a step ahead of him, and pressed his hands on top of his head, and then panicked at Bo Qichen. In the intense gaze, Jin Cancan lowered his head and kissed Bo Qichen's thin lips.

Her lips were cool, and there was a hint of sweetness, just like the taste of Jiang City's special snack, Tangmubao.

Bo Qichen only felt his brain explode, and the group of mud horses started running happily from his mind again.

Jin Cancan's movements were jerky, but they were extremely seductive. Not only did she kiss him, she also moved her hands up and down, groping everywhere...

Bo Qichen's face flushed red with anger, but his body reacted disappointingly.

How can he say that he is a full-blooded man, but he was molested by a petite girl?Doesn't it make people laugh when it spreads?
He was about to turn against the guest, but Jin Cancan lightly let him go.

Jin Cancan glanced at Bo Qichen's towering tent, took out two tissue papers to wipe his lips in disgust, and said angrily, "You say I'm not beautiful or fashionable? What are you? You still don't admit that you're lying open?" Eyes talking nonsense?"

Bo Qichen: "." He lost, he lost, dare not provoke, dare not provoke!

The first confrontation between the two ended in a disastrous defeat after Bo Qichen took a bath for an hour!
Jin Cancan's money is still her money, but Bo Qichen's money has become all kinds of beautiful clothes on her body...

The next morning, Bo Qichen woke up with the feeling that today he is a pauper with a savings of less than 100 million.

Then, he smelled a strong and choking smell of fireworks!Like the smell of burning firewood.

He lives in the city center, how could he have such a smell?
Bo Qichen, who was still a little drowsy, woke up instantly!Needless to say!This must be Jin Cancan's trick again!OMG!Where did his grandfather find this granddaughter-in-law!Let him live in fear of being killed every day!

Bo Qichen, with messy hair and pajamas, flew down the stairs, followed the smell of fireworks, and found the garden.

Then, he saw a scene that broke his heart!

His good fiancée, Miss Jin Cancan, actually dismantled the white brick fence beside the fish pond, and then used bricks to build a simple earthen stove in the garden, put a pot on it, and was lighting a fire!
And the raw material for the fire is the mahogany tea table in the gazebo for drinking tea!
Bo Qichen felt a fishy sweet rushing straight to his throat, and he almost vomited blood!

"Golden! You, you prodigal bastard! You..." Bo Qichen rushed over, pointing at the mahogany that had been split into pieces as firewood, his voice already trembling.

"Achen, have you woken up? I've already made breakfast! Am I very capable? I also fried a fried spicy preserved egg and it's ready for dinner!" Jin Cancan showed a big smile to Bo Qichen, while moving skillfully And neatly pour the chopped green and red peppers into the pot, then stir fry continuously, flatten and crush the peppers with a spoon, continue to stir fry on high heat, then pour in the preserved eggs, stir fry evenly, sprinkle with a little salt, Get out of the pot.

She put a bowl of oily and spicy preserved eggs on the table, steamed steamed buns on top, some good pickles, pickles, well-cooked multigrain porridge...

"When I came here, my grandfather told me that to be a daughter-in-law in someone else's house, you must be diligent. You have to go out of the hall and into the kitchen. You have to prepare breakfast in the morning and do housework. I can do it well, right? , have grandpa and uncle and aunt woke up? Let's have breakfast together?" Jin Cancan praised me, praised my appearance...

Bo Qichen: "."

He felt that the most urgent task was not to settle accounts with Jin Cancan, but to stabilize his father first!If his father knew the mahogany he had found so hard, the tea table and chairs hand-carved by a master invited to pay a lot of money would be chopped into firewood by Jin Cancan and burned...

He couldn't imagine the consequences!
"That, I..."

"Ouch! Cancan, Achen, why do you get up so early? Is this a picnic? You young people just love to play!" Bo's father's cheerful voice sounded behind him.

Bo Qichen: "."

"Wow! Dad, look quickly! Cancan actually made firewood rice! It's your favorite oily and spicy preserved egg! There are also multigrain porridge and big buns!" Bo's mother was also very surprised. Started to bite, "Well, it's stuffed with cabbage, delicious, delicious, so delicious, I don't know how many years I haven't eaten such a bun!"

"Really? There are such good things!" Hearing this, Mr. Bo quickened his pace, looked at a table of local dishes on the table, and couldn't help but also took a bun, "Well, mine is flavored with fennel and leeks. Damn it! It's just right!"

He took two bites and asked casually: "Cancan, let's forget about your earthen stove, where did you get the firewood for your fire?"

"There's a rotten coffee table over there, I broke it!" Jin Cancan wiped the sweat off his face, and pointed in the direction of the gazebo.

Bo's father looked up subconsciously, and saw that his coffee table had disappeared, and in front of the soil stove under his feet, there were still a few scattered mahogany...

"My mahogany coffee table!" Bo's father screamed, and the whole person suddenly fell backwards!
"Old Bo! Woohoo..." Seeing Bo's father fainting, Bo's mother yelled out of desperation, and the bun in her mouth got stuck in her throat, and she whimpered violently.

Bo Qichen supported Bo's father, and said anxiously: "Quickly call Lao Zhong! Call Lao Zhong!"

Mr. Bo: "."

Jin Cancan: "."

In the midst of the chaos, the grandfather and grandson looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of guilt in each other's eyes.

"Grandpa, did I get into trouble?" Jin Cancan asked without confidence.

"Hahaha, it's okay, what's the big deal, let's have breakfast first..." Mr. Bo stroked his beard, and his tone was a little flamboyant...