The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing stood outside the car and checked the time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

He Xuanchen sat in the co-pilot, took a rough look at her car, and thought of the photo of her smiling with Xu Tianba and others.

This car also appeared in the photo, it should be the car that Xu Tianba compensated her.

His eyes fell on the driver's seat, which must have been occupied by other men.

Yu Ziqing sighed, and just as she was about to sit in the driver's seat, she felt something was wrong with the seat.

She looked down and found that she was sitting on He Xuanchen's long legs.

He Xuanchen actually took the first step and sat in the driver's seat.

Yu Ziqing smiled slyly, leaned against his strong chest, stretched out a hand to hook his beautiful neck, and breathed lightly and shallowly on his long eyelashes.

"Professional touch porcelain?"

Yu Ziqing's sweet breath blew on He Xuanchen's face, making the latter's ears burst red instantly.

With the help of the night light outside, He Xuanchen could see her bright fox eyes shining brightly, as if there were stars in the universe, resplendent and gorgeous.

A shyness flashed across He Xuanchen's eyes, and then a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Could it be that you want to seduce me?" His voice was cold, flirtatious and frivolous.

It seemed that in the next second, the person in his arms would be eaten and wiped clean.

Yu Ziqing climbed up with the other hand, put it on his shoulder, and said with a charming smile, "Seduce you? I can't find a reason to do so."

He Xuanchen raised his hand to pinch her chin, only to find that her skin was smooth and flawless, so tender that water could be squeezed out.

"The reason is not important, I will let you get what you want now." He Xuanchen's cool lips slowly approached her cherry lips.

Yu Ziqing chuckled, "I'm somewhat looking forward to Mr. He's performance."

There was a trace of nervousness in her heart, but she refused to flinch.

She was betting that He Xuanchen, who suffers from a cleanliness disorder, would give up first.

Sure enough, the corner of He Xuanchen's lips curled up, let her go, and got out of the car.

"What's wrong?" Yu Ziqing smiled triumphantly.

He Xuanchen said coolly, "Dirty."

Yu Ziqing: "Dirty?"

She tasted the word carefully, and asked with a smile, "Are you talking about the car?"

He Xuanchen glanced at her, without explaining, and walked in one direction with his long legs.

Just throw down a sentence: "Wait for me here."

A few minutes later, a luxury car drove over.

Yu Ziqing blinked. If she remembered correctly, this luxury car was He Xuanchen's favorite.

As the only privately customized luxury car in the world, the product itself is worth 8000 million yuan, and the collection value is hundreds of millions.

The car stopped in front of her, and He Xuanchen got out of the car.

"Get in the car." He said lightly.

Yu Ziqing was slightly shocked, "Shall I drive?"

This car is He Xuanchen's favorite.

He is willing to let her touch?

He Xuanchen frowned, and asked, "Otherwise? Let me be your personal assistant as a driver?"

When the car started, she immediately felt that the performance of this car was beyond what she could have imagined before.

It's the kind of excitement from the green train directly to the rocket.

"Where are you going?" Yu Ziqing asked.

"Cuckoo..." A strange voice echoed in the car
After Yu Ziqing came to her senses, she smiled and said, "You won't...you haven't had dinner yet?"

He Xuanchen glanced at her, "Go to Longmen Shopping Mall."

I've been angry all afternoon, where can I eat?

Longmen shopping mall.

Yu Ziqing hasn't been here since she signed in.

It's past nine o'clock in the evening, and the traffic flow is not bad.

The two got on the elevator from the second basement parking lot.

When we reached the first floor, a group of young people rushed in and quickly filled the elevator.

The two were squeezed into a corner, their arms barely touching each other.

It is not known who was the first to discover the pair of men and women with peerless looks behind them, and then the whole elevator was whispering.

They looked back from time to time, their eyes were full of caution.

Yu Ziqing was thinking about whether she should stop by the jewelry store. After all, the store manager had just changed, so she wondered if the girl would adapt.

Suddenly, her eyes dimmed, and she saw He Xuanchen standing in front of her, blocking all her sight.

It also blocked the sight of those teenagers who coveted Yu Ziqing.

If it wasn't for He Xuanchen's arm supporting the elevator, their bodies would have been stuck together.

Yu Ziqing looked up at his stern face in confusion, and frowned, "What are you doing?"

"For the sake of the He family and my personal reputation, I want to stop you from flirting around." He Xuanchen said coldly.

Yu Ziqing: "???"

Following He Xuanchen and seeing him stop, Yu Ziqing looked up and saw a coffee shop.

He Xuanchen pointed to the seat where he used to sit every time he came here, and said to her, "Go over there and wait."

At this moment, Qiao Beiran came over in shock, and was about to say something when He Xuanchen interrupted him.

He Xuanchen said coldly, "Let me use your kitchen."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Qiao Beiran agreed or not, he had already walked towards the back kitchen.

Qiao Beiran froze for a moment, realized what he was going to do, smiled and said to Yu Ziqing, "Please do what you want", and quickly trotted into the back kitchen.

"Mr. He, are you cooking yourself? Do you have my share?" Qiao Beiran asked excitedly.

He Xuanchen prepared the ingredients and ignored him.

Qiao Beiran was gearing up, looking up to the sky in amazement, "Am I finally going to taste the cooking skills of a three-star Michelin chef?!"

"I want hazelnut mousse! Foie gras! French onion soup! Give me all of them!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he wished he could drooling and act out the name of a dish.

He Xuanchen glanced at him coldly, "Get lost."

Qiao Beiran scolded angrily, "The surname is He, you really don't want to take me with you?"

Qiao Beiran walked out of the kitchen and saw Yu Ziqing sitting there, looking out the window quietly.

"Mrs. He, hello!"

Yu Ziqing's gaze shifted from the window to Qiao Beiran's face, "?"

Qiao Beiran sat down opposite her, and said with a smile, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Qiao Beiran, and I am He Xuanchen's best friend, bar none."

Yu Ziqing nodded: "Hi. But please don't call me Mrs. He."

Qiao Beiran's appearance is extremely outstanding, and the image of a playboy does not seem to be stable.

He asked straight to the point: "I saw you and two big stars on the Internet, what happened to you at that time?"

Yu Ziqing looked at him in confusion, "Another video?"

Qiao Beiran took out the phone with a smile, and moved excitedly to the seat next to her, "If you don't make your debut, it's a shame! Now the whole network knows you."

Yu Ziqing pulled out a wry smile, how to keep a low profile was a big problem.

At this moment, He Xuanchen came out from the back kitchen with a plate.

When he saw the two sitting so close, tens of thousands of cold knives shot out of his eyes instantly.

Qiao Beiran felt as if the back of his head was locked by a sniper, and when he looked back, he saw He Xuanchen's expression was very unfriendly.

He stood up resentfully, "I'll go to work first, let's talk later!"

If he didn't run away, he was afraid of being executed on the spot by He Xuanchen.

When he walked to He Xuanchen's side, he glanced at the two bowls of small wontons on the dinner plate, and sneered, "Are you saving them for me?"

He Xuanchen ignored him, walked straight up to Yu Ziqing, and placed the small wontons on the table.

Yu Ziqing couldn't believe it, and said in shock, "You did it?"