Marry first and try love: After a flash marriage, the boss becomes wild and promiscuous

Before leaving, Xu Lun reluctantly told Chen Chuan repeatedly: "My fried ribs, crispy pork and dried fish are all frozen in the refrigerator. If you want to eat them, just take them out and oil them once. I will cook all other dishes." It’s all ready, you can stir-fry it and eat it, but if it doesn’t work, wait until I come back.”

The fourteen-year-old boy spent most of half a month being tortured into becoming a virtuous housewife.

Shen Xi:......

I have to say, when it comes to this, who can compare with Chen Chuan?

No wonder all of his classmates and friends who were either rich or noble were devoted to Chen Chuan and refused to go anywhere.

Look at this method.

Although Xu Lun was young, he was also very cunning. He deliberately didn't carry his schoolbag, planning that if they didn't call him back then, he would pretend to come back to get his schoolbag.

With just one phone call, Uncle Xu came over and took the phoenix egg home.

When Grandpa Xu and Grandma Xu saw their precious grandson eating well and getting fat, they felt that he had enjoyed great blessings in the Shen family and were extremely satisfied.

Also, forgive her, Shen Xi, but she doesn't dare to treat the men of the Xu family badly.

From then on, everyone would praise their granddaughter Shen Xi for her filial piety and respect for the elderly. On the contrary, Xu Liwen's reputation was extremely bad in Xujia Village.

As a result, both Party A and Party B expressed great satisfaction with the children's care project during the winter vacation.

*

Today is New Year's Eve.

It was the first New Year that Shen Xi and Chen Chuan spent together after they got married.

Amidst the bright lights of thousands of houses, Shen Xi spent the first time alone at home with a person to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

Very strange experience.

In previous years, she stayed in the team to train, either making dumplings with her teammates to celebrate the New Year, or just by herself, dealing with a few casualties. New Year's Eve was no different from any other day.

She doesn't feel lonely or cold, anyway, she has no feelings for this kind of reunion or warmth.

But today, she was the only one celebrating the New Year with Chen Chuan, which seemed to be a good feeling.

A table full of delicacies were all cooked by Chen Chuan himself. On the TV in the living room, familiar yet unfamiliar New Year songs were playing. A bunch of guests and hosts were making dumplings and chatting about New Year customs. At this scene, the smile on her lips could not be suppressed no matter what.

"Here, your favorite lobster." Chen Chuan gave her a chopstick of steamed lobster with garlic. The snow-white shrimp meat was sweet and garlicky. When she took it into her mouth, the familiar and wonderful taste went straight to Tianling Gai. .

Sure enough, it had been so long since she had eaten food cooked by Chen Chuan. It turned out that she missed it so much.

Then there are her favorite spicy chicken, sizzling beef ribs, steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce, pickled fish, etc. The whole table is full of her favorite dishes, which makes her unable to raise her head and buries her head in the bowl.

A very satisfying dinner for two.

Chen Chuan looked at her with touching affection in his eyes.

If this man were given a weak-willed woman, he would have become a love-struck woman and would pounce on her and lick her. Fortunately, he met her, Shen Xi.

Thank goodness.

The two of them, who were full of wine and food, sat on the sofa and watched the fixed New Year program on the TV screen. The opening of the Spring Festival Gala was silent for a long time.

then……

"you say……"

"or……"

They both spoke at the same time, and then Chen Chuan raised his eyebrows, indicating for her to speak first.

"Do we want to hang out?"

"What a coincidence, I thought so too."

You can't really stay at home and watch the vast number of people from all over the country send congratulatory messages, right?

So the question is, “Where to go?”

While rejecting Wanshan's application to form a group, Chen Chuan said, "How about we go to the night market?"

"Good suggestion."

As soon as they left, the couple held hands and headed to Guang'an Night Market, the largest night market in Hecheng.

When you get out of the subway, you can see the bustling crowd at the night market within five minutes of walking.

The lights were brightly lit and the flowers were in bloom. It was obvious that there were a lot of people who came out to play after the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.

Especially a family of several, with parents and children coming out, the adults holding bouquets of flowers, and the children licking candied haws or other things, walking around and laughing in the night market, giving off the atmosphere of a prosperous and prosperous world.

Just looking at it makes people's hearts brighter.

The night market in Hecheng is famous in Sanjiang Province, and there are even many tourists from other places who come here specifically to check in.

Especially at the Spring Festival night market, flowers are a great beauty.

All kinds of beautiful flowers that are in season make the night market colorful. Most of the people who come here are holding bouquets of flowers, which is very suitable for the occasion.

Chen Chuan asked Shen Xi if he wanted to give him a hug as well.

Shen Xi always liked to follow the crowd, so he nodded immediately.

So Chen Chuan rushed into the crowd and used his sharp tongue to talk to the stall owner. In the end, he wished he could give it to him for nothing and just hoped that he would leave quickly.

As soon as he came, the atmosphere in the stall was ruined.

There are a lot of young people coming in with their girlfriends or babies to buy flowers. How can they be embarrassed to negotiate the price? He was so good-looking and so handsome that it drove people crazy, but when he raised the price, the boss was about to vomit blood and die.

He couldn't see the four words "Refuse to counter-offer" in such big words!

He bargained for a price, and the people who were about to pay immediately stopped and started bargaining like Chen Chuan.

In the end, the boss gave up and asked the man to leave quickly. Chen Chuan walked out satisfied with the loot.

Chen Xi looked at the large pot of kumquats held by Chen Chuan and was stunned.

Are you going to buy flowers? Tweed?

"Honey, how can this flower be as valuable as its fruit? Look, this fruit bears so much joy. You can pick it off and eat it right away. It has a good meaning."

She thinks what he said makes sense, what should she do?

But the problem is——

"Are we going to go shopping with such a big pot of kumquats all night?"

"Isn't this holding flowers while walking in the night market? It's a traditional custom of Hecheng people. Just hold them. My wife, you will be a little tired."

"Bah! Get out! Why do you want me to hold you? You can hold it yourself."

Let’s not talk about whether such a large pot is heavy or not. Others are holding beautiful flowers such as winter jasmine and wintersweet, but they are holding a large pot of kumquats...

Not shameful enough.

"Honey, you are a female man, mighty and strong..."

"Pooh!"

These are not good words.

So, while bickering, the two began their trip to the night market tonight.

Of course, the kumquats were still given to Chen Chuan.

While walking, Shen Xi sighed, in this world, just by looking at faces, you know there is no absolute fairness.

Look, if you are holding a big pot of "wealthy and auspicious" kumquats, if you are an ordinary person, let alone whether you are handsome or not, you will look embarrassed if you hold it naked.

But Chen Chuan was not. He was holding the pot of kumquats, just like a noble gentleman going shopping with a folding fan. He was so leisurely and contented, so charming. In short, the kumquats, which clearly carried the aura of money, seemed to be following him at this time. It looks like a painting, exceptionally harmonious and beautiful.

He was holding a potted plant in his right hand and still holding his wife in his left hand. Wherever the two of them passed, passers-by stopped to stare.