The world's most sassy sweet wife

He Yunhua waved his hand and said: "No, I'll leave after you reply. It doesn't matter if you don't go back for New Year's Eve, I'll tell grandpa and dad not to bother."

Yu Ziqing didn't comment.

He Xuanchen didn't make a sound.

The two communicated silently with their eyes.

He Xuanchen: Are you going?
Yu Ziqing: What do you ask me for?
He Xuanchen: The salary card is all in your hands, you are the master of this family.

Yu Ziqing: I'll take the money, but I don't care about the people.

But in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged several rounds.

He Xuanchen said coldly: "I'm not feeling well, so I won't go there."

He Yunhua looked a little disappointed, and said with a smile: "Okay, then have a good rest. But Xuan Chen, even if you don't go back on New Year's Day, you will always go back to eat the New Year's Eve dinner. Since you left home at the age of seven to now, you haven't been at home for the New Year's Eve for so many years .This year I have Ziqing and three children. We have such a lively reunion."

He Xuanchen said in a deep voice, "It depends on the situation."

He Yunhua got up and said: "Then you have a good rest, I'll go back and see Grandpa and Dad first, we juniors always need someone to accompany their elders for the festival, otherwise they will be so lonely."

After Yu Ziqing sent the person away, she went upstairs to look for He Xuanchen.

He Xuanchen pursed his lips, without saying a word, his complexion was very bad, even worse than when he just came back in the morning.

Yu Ziqing sat beside him and didn't know how to comfort her.

Sooner or later, the pair of siblings will face each other and stand on opposite sides.

They loved each other when they were young, but now they are separated by two layers of belly, family affection is not the only connection.

It's fine if it's just an ordinary enemy. An opponent with a blood relationship is too cruel for anyone.

He Xuanchen stretched out his arms and took her into his arms.

Yu Ziqing felt that her waist was about to break in an instant, this guy was so heavy, it put all the weight of her body on her shoulders.

"A little tired." He Xuanchen's desolate voice sounded in her ears.

Yu Ziqing said: "I'll let you rely on it for a while, it won't work after a long time, I'm tired too."

He Xuanchen laughed softly: "At this time, can you be kind to me?"

Yu Ziqing asked back: "Am I not kind enough? If it wasn't for your injury, I would have kicked you away."

He Xuanchen put away his laughter, sighed and said, "The moment the plan started, it was destined that there would be no turning back. To be honest, I don't want to face it."

Yu Ziqing let out a "hmm".

He Xuanchen hugged her, "Just an 'huh'?"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "What else do you want me to say? It's not like you haven't made a decision."

He Xuanchen inhaled the fragrance of her body greedily: "Can you comfort me?"

Yu Ziqing thought for a while, "Then tell you a story."

"Okay." He Xuanchen replied, and began to touch her.

Yu Ziqing knocked off his hand that had stuck into his clothes, and warned, "Listen carefully!"

He Xuanchen looked aggrieved: "My ears are listening."

It's not listening with your hands.

Yu Ziqing glared at him, and was about to struggle out of his arms: "I'll ignore you."

He Xuanchen held her in his arms, and suddenly gasped.

"Hey...it hurts."

Yu Ziqing snorted coldly: "It's what you deserve! Still not letting go?"

Who made him hug her so hard just now and hit those wounds on his body.

He Xuanchen still hugged her tightly: "Don't let go, even if it hurts to death."

Yu Ziqing laughed angrily at him, and the rumor about He Xuanchen suddenly flashed in his mind.

High-cold and abstinent overlord.

She is really huh...

He Xuanchen asked, "What story did you want to tell me just now?"

Yu Ziqing cleared her throat: "Once upon a time there was a scholar who came to a ruined temple."

He Xuanchen's hand still couldn't help wanting to do something, and was not allowed to touch other places, so he rubbed her earlobe.

"And then met a female ghost? The female ghost seduced him and wanted to take his soul?"

Yu Ziqing gave him a supercilious look, and pulled his hand away.

His ears were numb from his rubbing, and the feeling of electric current instantly spread throughout the body, reaching the soles of the feet.

Her mind was almost taken away.

"What kind of old story are you talking about?"

He Xuanchen smiled and said, "Go ahead."

Yu Ziqing said: "There is a female ghost who has been dead for a hundred years living in the ruined temple."

He Xuanchen hummed lightly: "Then?"

Yu Ziqing said: "The female ghost appeared to frighten him. I didn't expect that no matter what she did, the scholar would not be afraid."

He Xuanchen said faintly: "Maybe the female ghost is attractive, no matter how powerful she is, she won't be so scary."

Like the leprechaun in his arms.

Yu Ziqing said: "That's not true, because the scholar is deaf and blind. He can't hear or see a bunch of horrible things that the female ghost did."

He Xuanchen laughed out loud: "It's kind of interesting."

Yu Ziqing said, "It's not over yet."

He Xuanchen echoed with a smile: "Okay, continue."

Yu Ziqing said: "But the scholar is neither dumb nor stupid. He groped around and finally knew where he was. He sat in the temple and said to himself: 'Those naughty young masters left me here. So this is the haunted place in the legend. Broken temple. There are no gods and ghosts in this world, but they are all superstitions.'."

"The female ghost grabbed his hand and wrote a word on his palm, and the scholar died on the spot."

He Xuanchen frowned and said, "Will you die after writing a word?"

Yu Ziqing looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Guess what is written?"

He Xuanchen was really stumped and fell into deep thought.

Yu Ziqing got up and patted him on the shoulder: "Think slowly, I'm going to cook."

Find something for him to do to divert his attention.

He Xuanchen leaned against the head of the bed, feeling that none of the answers made sense.

After thinking about it, he sat down and fell asleep, and had a bizarre dream.

In the dream, he was that blind and deaf scholar, and Yu Ziqing was that female ghost.

They got together in the ruined temple for a period of time, one person and one ghost, and they developed feelings.

On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, the two embraced each other. Just as they were about to put on the quilt and get to the point, he was struck to death by Yu Ziqing's palm.

Be as ruthless as possible, without mercy.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Yu Ziqing's slender palm pressing on his forehead, exactly like in his dream before he died.

Seeing that he woke up, Yu Ziqing worried, "Can you tell if it's a dream or reality?"

He Xuanchen's eyes were deep, and he raised his eyes to stare at her foxy eyes, "Yu Ziqing, tell me the truth. If I die, will you be happier or sad? Or, will you be sad?"

No need to ask, Yu Ziqing could tell from his eyes that this man must have had another nightmare.

But the situation is much better, and it seems that the after-effects are not so serious.

"Answer me honestly." The man urged.

Yu Ziqing knew that he was unstable now, so she couldn't be angry with him, it would be troublesome if she got mad and vomited blood.

"I don't want you to die, I hope you live well." She said.

He Xuanchen stared at her beautiful eyes for a while, and then he relaxed.

She spoke the truth.

Yu Ziqing said: "Just now you didn't wake up no matter what, your body was still hot, I thought you had a fever."