I, the strongest soft rice king, picked up a super cute wife at the beginning

"Never."

Leng Hatsune firmly refused.

Although she was hungry, she dared not go back.

Because once you go back.

It's hard to say who eats who.

Fang Luo was still a little puzzled at first, but soon guessed what Leng Chuyin was thinking.

He took Leng Chuyin's hand, interlocked his fingers, and said, "Don't worry, wife, I promise to be honest."

"Be honest, big-headed ghost, don't let me believe your nonsense so easily."

"Okay then, let's go out to eat."

That's it.

Fang Luo suddenly approached Leng Chuyin, and said unhurriedly, "Honey, if I really want to do something, do you think I can hide like this? Little tricks are futile."

Leng Chuyin trembled all over, and said full of resentment: "I found that you are just like... and..."

She didn't think of words that could properly describe Fang Luo at first.

Soon.

A flash of light appeared.

Busy added: "By the way, Teddy is fine."

Fang Luo froze for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Honey, your metaphor is not appropriate, but I am much better than it."

Fang Luo will not be tired.

Leng Chuyin rolled his eyes at him, and said, "You still think it's an honor, don't you?"

"of course."

"Bastard."

Between flirting and cursing.

The couple returned to Shanglian Mansion.

Fang Luo drove Eternal Heart and drove Leng Hatsune to the food street.

along the way.

Because of the outstanding shape of the Eternal Heart.

Naturally, it attracted a lot of attention.

It even caused traffic jams.

Some rich second generation who drive luxury cars to flirt with girls on the street.

See Eternal Heart again.

In an instant, I felt my mind collapse.

After all, before this car was built.

The cars they drive are very stylish.

It can almost be described as 'invincible all over the world'.

But after the Eternal Heart came out.

Compare.

Their luxury cars seem as worthless as rags.

Only drive in one lane.

It will make them feel inferior and stressed.

Fang Luo parked the Eternal Heart in the parking lot.

Then he held hands with Leng Hatsune.

Fang Luo still cared and said: "My wife, eat more and replenish your energy so that you won't be tired at night."

Leng Hatsune's pretty face flushed red.

"Smelly Fangluo, there are so many people, it doesn't matter if you have a thick skin, I don't want to die with you!"

As she spoke, she was about to raise her hand to hit Fang Luo.

The latter was too busy running forward.

The two happily entered the food street.

When you see a time-honored brand with a relatively loud signboard.

Fang Luo and Leng Chuyin walked in.

After entering the store.

Only then did I realize that there were people coming and going inside, and the business was very hot.

It was almost full.

Looks like it should taste good.

Ordered food.

While waiting for the food to be served.

Leng Hatsune's WeChat notifications kept ringing.

Those slender fingers tapped back and forth on the screen.

Typing is extremely fast.

Fang Luo approached and joked, "Little writer's wife, which wild man are you chatting with?"

Like a kitten, Leng Chuyin rubbed Fang Luo with her small head and said, "What kind of wild man, I was chatting with Qianqian, she learned that we came out to eat delicious food, and now she expressed her dissatisfaction in various ways. "

between words.

Leng Chuyin clicked on the voice message from Leng Qianqian.

Immediately.

Her wailing came from the phone.

Leng Hatsune immediately muted the sound in embarrassment.

Then I sent her a little raccoon slippers emoji package, and attached a line of words by the way: Wait to see how I deal with you when I get back!

The raccoon slippers arrived late.

Sure enough, it was very effective for Leng Qianqian.

Send this message.

There was no sound on the other side.

Leng Chuyin put down her phone, and suddenly recalled what Fang Luo called her just now.

She asked, "Honey, what did you call me just now, little writer?"

"Yes."

"Why do you call me that for no reason?"

"I see that you type so fast, isn't that similar to a writer?"

"This is not absolute. A writer does not necessarily have a fast typing speed, but husband, you guessed it right, I am actually a writer."

"Ah?" Fang Luo was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Really, my wife, are you really a writer?"

"Well, when I was in high school, I liked writing very much. At first, I published it in the school magazine, and then it was published as I wrote it. Later, I was invited to join the Writers Association."

"I'll go. Unexpectedly, I also married a writer's wife."

This is for Fang Luo.

Totally a surprise.

I didn't think of a random name.

He actually unearthed his wife's past experience.

Fang Luo couldn't wait to ask: "My wife, what are you writing, show me quickly."

"It was all written in high school, I'm a little embarrassed..."

"It's okay, just tell me and let me see."

Under Fang Luo's soft grinding and hard soaking.

That's what Leng Chuyin said.

Fang Luo searched with a browser.

Looking at it unconsciously raised a smile.

I didn't expect my wife to write so well at the beginning.

Turn your head to look at Leng Hatsune again.

I found her face was red.

"Honey, why are you so embarrassed?"

"You would be embarrassed if you showed me what you wrote."

"I won't."

"That's because you have a thick skin."

"..."

After reading it, Fang Luo asked curiously: "My wife, the writing is really good, so why don't you create it now?"

"Yes, I occasionally write something, I just didn't tell you."

"What is it written in, poetry or prose?"

"A novel, record the bits and pieces between us, and then adapt it..."

Fang Luo was full of interest immediately.

"Where is the release, tell me quickly, I'll go and have a look, and I can give you a gift by the way, to help my wife cheer."

"Hmph, I don't want to tell you, once you give a reward, it won't be known to everyone. When the time comes, colleagues, friends and relatives will know about it. How can I live if I see the things I wrote?"

"Haha, wife, don't you write strange things?"

"It's...it's not. Don't talk nonsense, okay?"

Although Fang Luo tried his best.

finally.

He still didn't ask Leng Chuyin the name of the novel written by his wife.

He decided to offer a reward after a while.

Spend a little money.

That's tens of millions.

See if anyone can help him find it.

After all, what my wife wrote.

He was so curious.

We're done talking about this.

Just right.

The dishes ordered are also cooked.

Before Fang Luo tasted it, he grabbed a piece of meat and fed it to his wife himself.