The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

Regarding the fact that his daughter-in-law wanted to retaliate, Song Xuyao's heart was broken.

Especially when his wife pushed him down on the bed and said she wanted to fuck him to death, she just slapped him in the face.

But how can you be cowardly at this time!

Song Xuyao ​​was about to blow up his hair to shake up his husband, but he couldn't take his eyes off Qiao Zhiyuan's lips, so he could only stammer and say, "Generally, ordinary people will emphasize that they are attacking, attacking, and prove it with actions." !"

It's interesting, and he will use what he said to refute it. Qiao Zhiyuan noticed Song Xuyao's gaze fixed on his lips, smiled slightly, and said slowly: "Oh? Really?"

My daughter-in-law is so flirtatious!

Song Xuyao ​​looked at the lips and teeth, and the blood all over his body rushed upwards, thinking that as long as he gets closer...he can kiss him...

As expected, Song Xuyao ​​suddenly raised his head and approached Qiao Zhiyuan's lips in the next second, but Qiao Zhiyuan was well prepared and got up quickly, and Song Xuyao ​​kissed nothing with a dazed expression.

"...Is it still possible?!" Song Xuyao ​​sat up from the bed and wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.

Qiao Zhiyuan smiled and stretched out his hand to flick this guy's forehead: "Eat."

Song Xuyao ​​felt wronged and stretched out his hand to cover his red forehead: "Oh..."

My daughter-in-law is really boring, thinking about eating all day long.

Song Xuyao ​​reluctantly got up from the bed, secretly pressed his little brother who was a little excited, put on his pants slowly, and saw that Qiao Zhiyuan was about to enter the kitchen, he hurried up: "Leave me alone." !"

Qiao Zhiyuan paused, and went back to the dining table to watch this guy tossing around.

"It's burning to death." Song Xuyao ​​carefully put the tomato and egg soup on the table, then quickly let go to grab his earlobe, while pretending to sneak a glance at Qiao Zhiyuan, unexpectedly, Qiao Zhiyuan was crossing his arms to watch him being killed After catching it, Song Xuyao's ears turned red, he didn't know if it was scalded or embarrassing, and then he served the rice like a dog.

However, when he thought that this was cooked by Zhiyuan himself, and he was still wearing a blue apron, with such slender and beautiful hands with well-defined knuckles, coupled with a restrained expression on his face... Song Xuyao ​​couldn't help but laugh. Moved his chopsticks and quickly took a few photos, and sent them to his brother as revenge for the two days of dog abuse, and said without shame: [Zhiyuan's love lunch made by himself, the fried chicken is delicious! ╰(￣▽￣)╭】Song Jing was eating his extraordinary fish, and when he turned on his mobile phone, he was fooled by his younger brother. Next to him, Xiao Yan leaned over to have a look, and quickly took a photo with his mobile phone to fight back.

Song Xuyao ​​opened the picture that the elder brother replied, and saw a juicy and tender fish on a bowl of white rice. What does this mean?But he didn't wait for the elder brother's next words. After thinking hard for a second, Song Xuyao ​​slapped his head. Isn't it the same as the cod yesterday, it must be the fish caught by Xiaoyan!

Depend on!He can't lose!

Song Xuyao ​​stuffed his phone into his shorts, put down his chopsticks, and looked straight at Qiao Zhiyuan who was opposite him.

Qiao Zhiyuan glanced at him: "What? The food is not to your liking?"

Song Xuyao ​​shook his head, looking like he was being fed, "I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs~"

Qiao Zhiyuan understood, picked up a piece unhurriedly, and under Song Xuyao's eager gaze, slowly put it into his bowl, "No hands? Eat by yourself."

"QAQ!"

Lost!

Song Xuyao ​​finally put his head down on eating honestly. Qiao Zhiyuan cooked home-cooked dishes, because he liked lightness without even adding any seasonings. Unexpectedly, Song Xuyao ​​ate with gusto, wishing he could swallow the whole plate. After all, he was his own daughter-in-law. Burn it with your own hands, of course not a single drop is left!

Moreover, Song Xuyao ​​praised every mouthful of food, praised him every mouthful of food, and praised him every mouthful of hot drink. In the end, he was a little short of words. If he knew it, he would have taken Chinese class well.

Qiao Zhiyuan laughed at him: "Second Young Master Song has never tasted delicacies from mountains and seas, but he prefers mine."

"Compared to the dishes you cooked by yourself, the other dishes are all spicy chicken~" Song Xuyao ​​answered quickly, although he was a little confused, but his brain was not slow, and he suddenly became energetic: "Honey, you have to know, Compared with you, everyone else is nothing. I love you and it doesn't matter whether you are male or female!"

Qiao Zhiyuan glanced at him: "Speak human."

Song Xuyao ​​chuckled: "Anyway, it's just to look at the face."

Qiao Zhiyuan couldn't help but support his forehead, "My lord, how long has our nurturing relationship lasted?"

"Nonsense, what is a nurturing relationship?" Song Xuyao ​​put down his chopsticks and was about to refute, but Qiao Zhiyuan gave him a look, and he reluctantly replied, "Seventy... 72 days."

Qiao Zhiyuan didn't expect this guy to be able to remember the days so clearly. After all, he can't even remember the dates of the contracts he signed, and he can only remember when the black post broke out.Qiao Zhiyuan looked at Song Xuyao's aggrieved look of daring to speak out, and continued to hang him, "It's been more than two months, and you, as my benefactor, signed to Xiao Yan except for one endorsement contract. Wouldn’t it be a shame to get nothing.”

"Then I just got my little hand..." Song Xuyao ​​muttered.

Qiao Zhiyuan: "Huh?"

Song Xuyao ​​nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, it's definitely a loss."

Whatever my daughter-in-law says is right!And I really need my own affirmation.

Qiao Zhiyuan didn't know why the guy on the other side suddenly became elated again, and knocked the table to bring him back to his senses: "So how are you going to compensate me?"

He is good at this, Song Xuyao's eyes lit up, and he raised his eyebrows suggestively: "How about the meat compensation?"

"Fuck off." Qiao Zhiyuan carefully observed Song Xuyao's micro-expression without looking for traces, "So, is it okay for us to end the nurturing relationship?"

"Okay." Song Xuyao ​​did not change his expression, drank the last bit of soup with a snort, put the bowl away contentedly, and said, "Anyway, you are my wife, and it's just floating clouds whether you take care of it or not."

Although I was driving and calling Mr. Jinzhu or something... It's quite touching when I think about it hehehe.

However, if he couldn't see that Zhiyuan was seducing him, then he was really stupid. Song Xuyao ​​had been tricked a few times, and he had figured out Qiao Zhiyuan's routine, with a face of "Look at Zhiyuan, I understand you, and I will answer you." Am I right, am I your favorite little baby?" The little proud look almost flicked its tail to beg for praise.

Qiao Zhiyuan was also convinced, and stretched out his hand to stroke Song Xuyao's head vigorously, almost pushing him into the soup bowl.

Song Xuyao ​​was so dizzy from being masturbated that he still didn't forget to move to the side to be good-looking, "Zhiyuan, what are you trying to say? I'm listening~"

"Mentally retarded." Qiao Zhiyuan pressed Song Xuyao's head, which was getting closer and closer, and looked at him with a smile: "I have a relationship here and I want to talk to you."