The flash marriage lover who killed the emperor

"It's finished..." Yan Qingmei, who was serving soup, said when the people behind her were about to approach.The question is about the homework assigned by myself. If you listen carefully, you will find the seriousness in the words, not just a random sentence.

"Mei, can't you just wait for half a second!" Di Sikuang, who was unsuccessful in the sneak attack, was frantic and annoyed, and he was just a little bit short of being able to wrap his arms around Mei's perfectly resilient waist.He obviously held his breath, and almost no one in this world could find out his whereabouts. Sure enough... the distressed eyes burst into a look of incomparable pride and pride. The charm of his family is different!With a wife full of everything, Ruying Jingrui's frightening eyes are full of tenderness.

"Can't..." Turning around, he put the soup in the man's hand.Out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see Pofeng in the living room who had already started to fight hard.His expression sank, but did not deepen, as if nothing had happened, then he turned around and picked up the prepared dishes on the kitchen counter, and walked towards the living room.

"Mei, what is this hot? It smells so good!" Di Sikuang, who is very immoral, has already picked up the soup bowl and blew on the heat to take a sip, trying it out.This taste was overwhelmed by the sweet and refreshing taste.

"Carrot soup..." As if on purpose, when Qing Mei, who was walking in front, said the name of the soup, her always elegant and calm expression was mixed with the meaning of something being successful.The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned.

At least when Pofeng noticed Yan Qingmei walking over and looked up, he happened to see the weird smile between the angel and the demon.Ling Pofeng shivered for no reason.The intuition in my heart is getting deeper and deeper, the empress looks like she is not easy to mess with...

really…………

puff…………

Originally, he was enjoying himself, but Di Sikuang, who was about to pass the soup in his throat, spurted it out almost reflexively, the tangled expression was wonderful.

Di Sikuang... What I hate the most in my life is carrots. I am allergic to carrots, and I hate them so much. Don't ask why?Just extremely annoying.Therefore, in the menu of Di Sikuang for more than two decades, there will never be traces of carrots.

But now someone dares to serve Di Sikuang with carrot soup. It can only be said that Yan Qingmei is No. 1!And he is still alive and well, and will live better in the future.The only one who suffers is the emperor who loves his wife the most, he can't be cruel to his wife if he is cruel to anyone!But... why is it carrot soup.

"Mei... What did I do wrong!" You want to torture me like this!I made a bowl of delicious hot head that looks, smells, and even tastes like carrots.Di Sikuang was very helpless.

I didn't believe it at first, how could such a delicious soup be made with the carrot I hate the most, but when I saw the 'carcass' of carrots that had been chopped into pieces at the bottom of the bowl... Di Sikuang knew that this Sure enough, it was a bowl of carrot soup.

"What did you say you did wrong? Pofeng, stop writing and eat first!" For this friend of her lover, Qingmei is still very polite, because the premise is that he is a crazy friend, that's all, there is nothing else .

Qingmei's words are undoubtedly good news to Pofeng, but to Di Sikuang it is life-threatening Sanskrit.He finally knew why Mei was treating him like this.

I speculated, I took advantage of myself, I found a hot spot, but I forgot that this was something that Mei had entrusted to me, it was Mei's worry about her, and it was Mei's emphasis on herself. The feeling of knowing each other and belonging to each other is slowly blending.

I really shouldn't, how can I treat the things Mei entrusted to me so hastily, this is not caring about Mei, and perfunctory towards Mei.For a moment, Di Sikuang felt that he was really abominable, and it was already wrong for Mei to worry about him, and now he was still so slack in the task that Mei gave.

"I know I was wrong." Walking behind Yan Qingmei who had already prepared the dishes and was about to sit down, hugged her tightly, and said in the most sincere tone, she was really wrong.Never again.

"Criticism is the same as carrot soup. Choose by yourself." It's one thing to admit a mistake, but Yan Qingmei didn't intend to just let Di Sikuang go, so she knew he would be dishonest, so she had already thought of a countermeasure.

In fact, Yan Qingmei just wanted to get a substantive promise. If the killer is outside, there will inevitably be accidents. Kuang did a good job before, but what if there is something... What should I do? He can't force Kuang to do something. Since Kuang was naturally good at killing things that he didn't want to do, he could only silently support them.

And what I want is for him to be safe and sound.So for a seemingly simple review, it was very important to Yan Qingmei, so he didn't intend to give in.

I want to be with Kuang, and stay together until I grow old.

"What..." Obviously, I didn't expect to admit my mistake so emotionally, but I got such an answer.For the first time, Di Sikuang discovered that his lover really shouldn't be messed with, he mustn't be messed with!He evened himself out easily, with extremely clever means.

In the end, Di Sikuang still chose to write a review, that carrot soup, even if he was killed, he would not drink it.It can be seen that carrots are definitely more terrifying to Di Sikuang than writing a review.