After being dressed as a cannon fodder female supporting role, they became a group favorite

The next day, it was a bright and fine weather

After lunch, Xu Chacha took a small bucket and pulled Wen Mubai out.

Unlike Xu Chacha, who only wore a sleeveless shirt that exposed his navel, Wen Mubai was tightly covered with a sunscreen suit, with a thick layer of sunscreen even covering his ears.

She was holding a Polaroid, which was given by Xu Chacha. The one was broken more than ten years ago. She bought a new one, and it still works in the same way.

The leaves and flowers were blown by the wind, and the singing of birds was very pleasant to the ears. Xu Chacha opened his arms and raised his head and took a deep breath. Suddenly, he felt that the overly dazzling sunlight became tolerable.

I don’t know when a swing was repaired beside the flower field. The swing chairs are woven out of tightly twisted wooden vines. There is also a canopy on the swing, which is decorated with a piece of light-colored lace and floral cloth. It is very firm to sit on, and it will not feel hot and dry.

"You sit here." She put Wen Mubai, who was afraid of the sun, here, "I'll go pick flowers."

Then she held it up, and took selfies and flowers in the flower field. After playing for a while, Wen Mubai felt that he was a boring parent raising children. There were two noises, and she was about to fall asleep.

When she was distracted, Xu Chacha raised her hand and patted her. The photo paper was slowly spat out, she shook it, and put it into the pouch on her waist like a hidden treasure.

Wen Mubai beckoned to her, beckoning for someone to come over.

Xu Chacha trotted over panting, and when she sat down, the swing was hit by her and shook.

"Take a break." Wen Mubai took out a tissue and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

Xu Chacha has no makeup today, her cheeks after being baked by the sun are like fruity apples, they are rosy and cute.

"I picked up a lot." Xu Chacha poured out the branches, leaves and petals from his bosom as if offering a treasure, "It's time to make a big garland."

Wen Mubai picked up a few of them, thinking that he had forgotten the skill of weaving wreaths long ago, but when he got them, he started to move by himself.

Xu Chacha also weaved together, and the two of them seemed to have returned to their childhood, doing nothing and thinking about nothing, all they had to worry about were the branches and leaves.

Wen Mubai completed it first, and put the wreath on Xu Chacha's head with hooked lips.

Xu Chacha was courteous, so he couldn't help but picked up the opposite and took a picture with her.

Every smiling Wen Mubai is worth printing on photo paper for collection.

"Guess what else I picked up just now."

Wen Mubai raised his eyebrows and asked with his eyes.

Xu Chacha asked her mysteriously, "Close your eyes and stretch out your eyes."

Wen Mubai smiled, but still did it.

She felt Xu Chacha take off her right ring, and just as she was thinking about why she was so hostile to this ring, a new cold one came up on her left ring finger.

She lowered her head and opened her eyes to see that it was a diamond ring, and it was a wide one. Apart from a big diamond in the middle, there were half a circle of broken diamonds neatly stacked on the side, which was too dazzling in the sun.

Looking up again, Xu Chacha also put one on at the same position on his left.

"I also want to do it myself, but it's too difficult. I can't even circle a circle, but this is my own design, and I put the diamonds one by one. You don't know how I also……"

Wen Mubai swallowed all of Xu Chacha's words before he finished speaking.

When she let go, she was out of breath, but the instigator smiled faintly, "Is this a marriage proposal?"

Xu Chacha's eyelashes trembled twice, "It's...not impossible."

"So reluctantly?" Wen Mubai nodded, showing a disappointed look, "Then wait a little longer, young man, it's normal to want to play for a few more years."

"Who wants to play! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wen Mubai looked over with smiling eyes, "What does that mean? How would I know if you don't tell me."

Xu Chacha wanted to strangle her to death.

"Then if I say I want to marry you, will you agree?"

The person who fried his hair was immediately shunpei.

"OK."

This marriage proposal happened in an ordinary afternoon, in a random country flower field, and even the words of the two people did not have much excitement.

But what Xu Chacha wanted was never some sensational, heroic, passionate and romantic relationship. She longed for the company of a steady flow of water. As long as she could hold this person all the time, she would be satisfied with such an "ordinary" life every day.

Wen Mubai's voice was very soft, but it carried a lot of weight. Xu Chacha knew that she never joked, and would stick to what she promised even after five or ten years.

Just like the phrase "Sister will always be with you" 12 years ago.

Playing too crazy before, Xu Chacha couldn't walk when returning home, Wen Mubai squatted down in front of her silently, she giggled, and jumped up without feeling embarrassed at all.

After getting on the person's back, he still asked in a teasing tone, "I'm not very heavy, what if my wife is exhausted."

"Then you come down?"

"No." Xu Chacha put her arms around her, and put the two stacks together to cover her head, "I'm fine here, just to shade my wife from the sun."

However...it doesn't seem to have much effect.

No matter how much you don't like to sweat, you can't escape walking such a long distance with someone on your back.

Sweat had melted away the sunscreen, and the summer sun was scorching. When taking a bath at night, Wen Mubai saw small red rashes on his chest and back from the mirror.

Fortunately, it's not serious, just a little itchy, no broken skin.

She grabbed a bathrobe and wrapped herself around her body. When she returned to her room, she was about to rummage through the ointment when she saw that the table had been laid out in a dazzling array of cotton swabs, ointments, ointments, and wet wipes. Xu Chacha was sitting behind the table, like a proprietress setting up a street stall .

The proprietress greeted her when she saw her, "I saw a rash on the back of your neck just now, come here, I'll apply it for you."

She also didn't expect that even sunscreen and sunscreen clothes couldn't stop her, she would have known that she wouldn't have pulled Wen Mubai out.

Wen Mubai did not refuse, sat down in front of her, tore off the bow on his waist, and the bathrobe slipped off his shoulders lightly.

Her hair was pulled up, revealing her slender neck and red-spotted back.

But in Xu Chacha's eyes, it still looks good.

She took a cotton swab and dipped it in the ointment, and patted it on little by little. The traces of the ointment followed Wen Mubai's beautiful butterfly bones all the way up from the snow neck.

"There are also in front."

Xu Chacha stopped moving, "You can see it from the front, so do it yourself."

She heard Wen Mubai smiled lightly, and turned her head, "I'm not shy, what are you afraid of."

Xu Chacha turned her head away without paying attention to injustice, and pretended to look at the stars outside the window, "It was originally, you are more convenient than me in the front."

"Convenience?" Wen Mubai grabbed hers and put it on, "I think it's more convenient for me to have my wife come here for me."

Wife... Wife!

Not counting anything else, these two words alone were enough to make Xu Chacha blush.

The cotton swab in the bag fell on the ground, Wen Mubai directly dipped her finger in the ointment, "Apply it."

Xu Chacha's cheeks flushed red, "The vixen..."

"what?"

Xu Chacha wouldn't talk to her while listening, but endured the shame, and wiped it off for her in a very rough way.

"This, this, and this." Wen Mubai's tone seemed to be checking the students' homework, "I didn't scratch it."

"You do it yourself."

Wen Mubai grabbed her wrist and refused to let her go, "This rash is caused by you, right? Is that how you are responsible?"

Xu Chacha swallowed hard, and was thinking about how to answer, when Wen Mubai said again.

"never mind."

Forget it?

Xu Chacha packed up and wanted to run away, but was pulled by her wrist, her slightly cool lips pressed against her, Wen Mubai said while sucking her lips.

"It's white paint now."

Xu Chacha was forced to learn something new tonight.

摘桃

吃枣

The first morning sun rises in the morning, but the throats of the seekers who have drank the dew become increasingly thirsty.

……

Xu Chacha woke up from a nightmare. She dreamed that she was sucked dry by a goblin and turned into a mummy. She was about to die.

She opened her eyes in fright, only to find that she was hugging Wen Mubai's waist tightly and her feet were still resting on him. In reality, it seemed that she was more likely to crush the goblin to death.

She put on her pajamas, helped her waist and got up to find water to drink.

After taking a sip of ice-cold tea, his throat became much moister, and his eyes glanced at the photo he had taken out of his pocket and put on the table before.

She picked it up and opened her suitcase, which contained the box she had brought from home.

Xu Chacha opened the box, put the new photo in, put it together with the previous one, and closed it with satisfaction.

The arm dropped, and the bracelet on the wrist slid down, and Xu Chacha saw the words "May you always be enveloped by light" written on the inside.

She was suddenly curious about what was written on Wen Mubai's bracelet.

Gently putting down the water glass, Xu Chacha tiptoed back to the bed, took Wen Mubai's arm, and sneaked a peek inside.

The cursive characters were a bit difficult to distinguish. She squinted her eyes for a while and found that she seemed to be reading it backwards, so she turned her head again.

"To Be Her Light"

The photo on the table was picked up by Xu Chacha again, and after a click, two people holding each other were printed on the spit out photo paper.

The fingers are intertwined, and they fit perfectly.

The silver bracelets touch.

Ding--

71. Extra Story [-]

For a long time, Wen Mubai thought that he would die alone.

She didn't believe it from the bottom of her heart. She only felt that the love that was touted as extremely attractive and sweet was caused by hormones, and it was a temporary passion.

In this class, her parents are hands-on mentors from the podium.

At the age of three, my mother had an affair for the first time. The other party was a foreign model she was cooperating with. It was an ordinary one-night stand.

Like many men, the first time my mother cheated was like turning on the switch, which led to countless times left.

Then when she was seven years old, her father, who had just returned from taking the photos from the private detective, pulled her into the study with a stern face, and asked her in a rough voice, who would she marry if they divorced.

Wen Mubai had never thought about this question before, so he was stunned and didn't answer immediately.

Wen's father angrily threw the photos in his hand onto the table, intertwined with the sexiest pictures, but because one of them was his mother, Wen Mubai suddenly had a strong desire to vomit.

"If you get a divorce, you and I will be the one who did the wrong thing." Father Wen pointed to her head and said, "Do you remember?"

So Wen Mubai cried and went to find his mother.

Mother Wen hugged her, patted her back and wiped her tears, then let go of her hand and told her to sleep, everything would be better after sleep.

Wen Mubai refused, she was too familiar with these words, every time she wanted to say something, her mother would be so perfunctory.

She just disliked the trouble of her tears, and didn't really care much about it.

She remembered crying and saying, "I don't want to be without my mother, and I don't want to be without my father, please stop arguing."

Mother Wen smiled, and looked at her with complicated eyes, "There are so many beautiful things in this world worthy of mother's love, it would be a sin to stop."

Wen Mubai didn't understand the truth in her mouth until he grew up.

But she remembered every time she came back from a date with her lover, the back of her mother who was working like a stimulant in the workplace, climbed up the wall one by one like twisted branches, twisting and dancing weirdly.

She knew that she could not intervene in her parents' affairs, nor could she do anything about it.

After that, she seldom cried, and she seldom laughed. Why, no one cared anyway, and she tried herself not to care about anything.

She is alive, but like a dead body, her limbs are walking, and her mind has long since decayed.

Until one cried pitifully, but insisted on smiling and said to his little milk bag, "I will repay you well for the rest of my life, and I will protect you when I grow up!"

She was on her back, "Sister, my heart beats so fast, it's the first time someone treats me so well."

Xu Chacha didn't know, but her heart was also throbbing in her chest that day, almost reaching its full capacity.

After meeting, Wen Mubai was thinking every minute and every second he spent with Xu Chacha, how could there be such a sensible girl.

Even if I am covered in bruises, I still have to think about her. Even if I am so afraid that I cry in my dream, I will comfort her in turn, and I am willing to go to the orphanage.

In Wen Mubai's eyes, children are always selfish, trying to create troubles to attract others' attention. A typical example is the child brought by her stepmother, Wen Shiyu.

But even though Xu Chacha is always quiet and well-behaved, she always takes the initiative to observe. She knows that such a well-behaved and sensible child needs more care

How unfair it is that they naively offered all their goodwill to be ignored indifferently.

Why do children who cry have candy?

Wen Mubai didn't want to give this child to others, at least not people like Wen's father and Wen's mother, but fortunately Xu's mother's attitude was better than she imagined.

She still loves this child, and the joy of getting it back even made her abandon the decency and elegance she had always maintained, but it was the appearance that Wen Mubai felt most at ease.

……

Wen Mubai hated all intimate contact, when his deskmate borrowed a pen from her, he would keep his finger on the end of the pen so as not to touch her finger.

But Xu Chacha was different, perhaps it was the soft and harmless appearance of those little hands that allowed her to let go of her vigilance and defenses.

At the time she didn't realize how dangerous it was.

She was reluctant to leave this warmth.

I don't even want to hand it over to others.

On the day she returned to China, she stood in the dark, waiting for Xu Chacha to find herself.

The bright eyes that came in from the night gave her the urge to kiss.

But she couldn't, so whenever she saw Xu Chacha's trusting eyes, she felt a strong sense of guilt in her heart.

She wanted to be a reliable elder all the time, staying by her side, protecting her and guarding her. She thought she would be satisfied with this, but she ignored that there would be many people in Xu Chacha's life.

More importantly, she grew up and became a slim girl.

Maybe it's a handsome boy from a certain basketball team, or maybe it's a caring, gentle and caring senior, Xu Chacha will eventually form a new family with someone else.

At that time, her "elder" will be marginalized, like a childhood doll, forgotten in the corner.

Thinking that she might trust other people as much as herself in the future, Wen Mubai felt very uncomfortable.

Similar to jealousy.

This relationship was confirmed on Xu Chacha's birthday.

She saw at a glance what the hesitant Jiang Miao wanted to do, but the other party regarded her as an elder who could listen to opinions, and let out all her inner thoughts.

Wen Mubai was expressionless, but he knew very well in his heart that he was jealous of Jiang Miao.

Jealous of her being able to speak out her emotions bravely without thinking about anything.

"Wen Mubai, are you willing to stop here?"

When she asked this question, she already had the answer.

The birthday present for Xu Chacha was a handmade bracelet, in order to beat them into shape, Wen Mubai's hands were numb for two months.

She carved words on the inside of the bracelet out of selfishness, wanting to use it as a spell, wishing that Chacha would stay by her side forever.

In the evening, Xu Chacha said in her dream, "I like Auntie the most", which made her happy for a long time.

So did she, so Xu Chacha's light kiss that day broke the principle she had insisted on for so long.

She said "why do you think so much".

That's right, Wen Mubai also asked himself why he thought so much.

Facts have proved that this choice is correct, or she has already made a choice, but she has never had the courage to implement it.

Xu Chacha is her courage, it was ten years ago, and it will be ten years later.

With his parents' failed marriage as a lesson, Wen Mubai seemed very cautious.

Although this matter was impossible, Wen Mubai had thought that even if he really gave up one day and lost his feelings for Xu Chacha, even if he returned to the boring and boring life of being single for the rest of his life, he would definitely not betray her.

She even set up a gate control for herself, and she must go home before ten o'clock in the evening, and she must report to her family when she is out for entertainment, but it seems that she needs to worry more about the possibility of the family member being abducted.

As the seasons change every year, Xu Chacha will catch a cold, and prevention in advance is not very effective.

When she woke up this morning, her face was swollen and her voice was hoarse.

"It's over, I have a filming appointment today." Xu Chacha looked at his face in the mirror with a mournful expression, "Why is it so swollen?"

Wen Mubai turned her face away to look, "The eyes are a bit swollen."

But it's cute.

Sometimes she would bully someone and cry at night, and when she woke up the next day, Xu Chacha's eyes would look like this too.

"Ice it, I'll make coffee for you." In fact, Wen Mubai wanted to give her another plan, just give up the shoot, and ask for leave today to rest at home.

But she knew that Xu Chacha would definitely not agree.

God knows who she learned her dedication to work from.

Xu Chacha drank the cup of black coffee with an expression of drinking Chinese medicine, and went out with her tongue out.

After she became popular, she was too busy with business, so she still hired an agent. She didn't talk much, but she wanted to be professional. She just texted her and was already waiting downstairs.

"I am leaving."

"I'll pick you up tonight."

"Not working overtime today?"

"There is Jiang Panpan." Wen Mubai's studio expanded its capacity years ago, rented an office again, and recruited three more teams. Although it was still busy, it was much better than before when everyone had to stay up all night.

At this time, Jiang Panpan, who was sleeping late at the head of the room, sneezed and poked his head out from under the quilt.

Who is speaking ill of her?

Xu Chacha is already used to it. Jiang Panpan and Wen Mubai, one wakes up earlier than a chicken, and the other sleeps later than a dog, and they just complement each other in terms of working hours.

"It's almost ready, I'll send you a message." Xu Chacha wrapped the scarf around her neck casually, and stretched out her arm to Wen Mubai.

Wen Mubai walked over and gave her a hug, but when he lowered his head to kiss her, he was dodged.

"Cold, don't infect you."

"You never passed it on to me." Wen Mubai leaned forward, but still asked for a kiss back, "Go, I'll cook hot pot for you when I come back tonight."

Xu Chacha catches a cold every year, and she infects it every year. The medicines they always have at home are all kinds of cold medicines.

Xu Chacha raised her arms, "Wait for me, I have to leave work at the speed of light today!"

How can we delay eating hot pot?

……

Today's photographer has also worked together before, and he was the one who shot the promotional video for AS.

She made an appointment with Xu Chacha in private, but she couldn't find time. She didn't expect that the two of them would meet again this time when AS renewed her contract.

"Good morning." Yang Liu, who was cleaning the camera, raised his hand to her, "Long time no see."

Xu Chacha also waved, because she still had no makeup, and her red nose could be seen.

She sniffed and her voice was hoarse, "I don't have many shots today."

"Two sets of clothes, if all goes well, it will be finished before dark." Yang Liu stretched out his hand towards her and touched her forehead, "Are you caught a cold?"

The bangs were parted, and the skin touched by the back of the hand was scorching hot, and she knew it without Xu Chacha answering.

"You look a little serious, have you taken your medicine?"

"Eat." Actually, no, because taking cold medicine would make her sleepy, and Xu Chacha would not take it before work, because she was afraid that her condition would not be good.

I told Yang Liu so because I was afraid that she would be worried.

"Fortunately, today is a studio shoot."

Xu Chacha buried her face in the scarf and nodded, "Yeah, it's a good thing it's you, Teacher Yang. You are so professional that you can let me get off work early." Let's eat hot pot.

Yang Liu met her beautiful eyes, her cheeks burned a little, "Mmm...okay."

"Then I'll go make up first, see you later, Teacher Yang."

"Go."

Xu Chacha opened the door and entered the dressing room. The stylist had been waiting for a long time, and asked her to change her clothes first, and then sit down to put on makeup.

Both sets of clothes today are summer clothes, a set of suspenders and hot pants, a floral dress, and the skirt first.

The clothes felt cold just by looking at them, and because they were too thin, it was not easy to warm the baby inside. After Xu Chacha changed into it, she came out shivering.

The agent quickly covered her with a blanket and handed her a hot water bottle.

In fact, it wasn't the time to get a hot water bottle, but Xu Chacha was more afraid of the cold and caught a cold, so she prepared some more.

The shape of the dress is loose, with a wreath on the top of the head, Xu Chacha looks very pure under light makeup.

When she walked into the studio, the lights and photographers were already in place, and the assistant next to her handed over a cone. This was her big difficulty today.

The cone was of cantaloupe flavor, Xu Chacha's favorite, but today she really couldn't be happy, her teeth were shaking every time she took a bite, but she had to pretend to be very happy for the camera.

After a few entries, she was almost frozen to death. Like the treasure chest, the manager brought a little sun out of nowhere and placed it next to her.

Xu Chacha squatted next to Little Sun, almost hugging it in his arms.

Seeing her trembling, Yang Liu put down the camera, and walked over with a cup of ginger tea, "Drink something hot."

"Thank you." Xu Chacha actually had a thermos for herself, and she had already drank it just now. She was worried that she would run to the toilet frequently if she drank too much. half dead.

"Cough, cough, cough..." She coughed until her eyes were red, and the manager quickly took her cup away, so as not to scald her hands if she didn't hold it properly.

She is too aware of the frizzy nature of her own artist.

"Sorry, did you get burned?" Yang Liu came over with a tissue to wipe her mouth, but Xu Chacha avoided her.

"Thank you, I'll wipe it myself."

She took a breath and felt her lips tingling a bit, praying that there were no blisters, otherwise the shooting would be affected later.

"Is there a mirror?"

The manager took one out of his bag, and Xu Chacha took it and took a photo. It was okay, but the lipstick was a little off, and the reddened skin next to it could be covered with concealer.

The makeup artist was quickly called over to touch up her makeup, and Xu Chacha went to change into the next outfit after resting.

In order to match the youthful feeling of the clothes, the hair was also tied up, looking like a little girl who just entered high school.

Wen Mubai was always a little restless when he went to work, so he left work a little earlier to pick up Xu Chacha.

The car stopped at the door, and she called for someone to take her in, and looked at the door from a distance, Xu Chacha was still swaying, there were constant clicking sounds and flashing lights in the shed.

Wen Mubai covered his body, retreated to the side, Xu Chacha couldn't see the corner and waited, there were a few young men standing in front of her, just blocking it.

It was probably because they thought it was time to get off work, and the people were a little loose, and a few people started whispering gossip.

"The real person is so good-looking...By the way, is Xu Chacha crooked?"

"You don't even know about this? Before the live broadcast of TY's show and Wen Mubai kissing, the animation went viral."

"Hahaha, I got mixed up with other people, but they don't have much interaction, so I can't tell at all."

"Indeed, Xu Chacha is not an idol, so there's no need to deliberately avoid suspicion. If you don't interact, maybe your relationship is weak."

"Maybe it's already been divided. Think about it. Both of them are big beauties. A rival in love and a rival in love can build a football team. If you don't keep them together, you will cheat on one of them."

"If you cheat on me, you will cheat on me. If this kind of beautiful woman favors me, I will be her backup tire."

Maybe it was stimulated by a certain keyword, Wen Mubai's expression was not very good, but he just kept a straight face, and didn't interrupt rashly.

Several people continued to talk, and someone pointed to the photographer's position, "Did you see it just now, the one who greets people well."

"Who is who?"

"Old Yang, who is it?"

"Is Lao Yang interested in her? I heard that she was asking for his phone number before."

Wen Mubai turned his head to look, as if he had some impression of this face.

I remember that she contacted Xu Chacha privately, wanting to make an appointment, but was rejected.

During the gossip, it seemed that it was over there, several people stood up and moved closer, and Wen Mubai followed suit.

Xu Chacha, who was only wearing suspenders, showed her white and thin arms, huddled under the blanket given by her manager like a pitiful little milk cat.

She asked her manager for the phone immediately, and looked down at the screen, as if she didn't find what she was looking for, she frowned, "Why haven't you returned it?"

Wen Mubai remembered that he had been listening to people talking just now, and forgot to send a message to Xu Chacha to tell her that he was here.

Just as she was about to raise her hand to say hello, she saw Yang Liu, who had put away the machine, walking towards Xu Chacha.

"Well, is the cold still uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." After she finished speaking, she coughed twice.

Yang Liu hesitated, took out her mobile phone, "Do you want to have dinner together that night?"

Xu Chacha thought, of course not!I'm waiting to eat my wife's hot pot.

But she couldn't speak so directly in front of people, when she was struggling with how to tactfully refuse, she put her hands on her shoulders, the familiar smell approached from behind, and Wen Mubai's pleasant voice rang in her ears.

"Thank you, let's go home."

Xu Chacha was overjoyed, turned around and hugged her waist with both hands, and buried her body in her coat, "Why didn't you send me a message when you came."

The people who had just analyzed that the two had broken up stood on the sidelines and ate melons at close range.

"Forgot." Wen Mubai floated past, holding the back of her head in his hands, without any hesitation, lowered his head and touched Xu Chacha's lips, with a gentle voice, "Are you tired?"

"A little bit." Xu Chacha whispered in a voice that only she could hear, "Let's go."

Xu Chacha's back was facing Yang Liu, so she saw Wen Mubai's hand on the back of Xu Chacha's head and the ring on her ring finger as a matter of course.

"The two are..."

Wen Mubai opened his eyelids and looked at her, his eyes were cold and piercing, but his tone was still polite, "This is my wife now."

Xu Chacha coughed in surprise, but nodded obediently, "We are married, and we didn't think it was necessary to announce it to the world, so we didn't make it public, but we didn't want to hide it on purpose."

Yang Liu's expression froze for a moment, and Wen Mubai answered immediately, "Thank you, Teacher Yang, for taking care of my wife. Today, she is not feeling well and I will take her back. If you have dinner, I will treat you to dinner next time."

"you are welcome……"

Xu Chacha couldn't detect that there was something in Wen Mubai's words, tugged at her sleeves, and dragged her into the dressing room.

When the two were alone, Wen Mubai spoke more bluntly, "She likes you?"

"Maybe, it's fine if I don't like her." Xu Chacha didn't care much, this happened to her many times, and she was used to it.

"Why don't we make a public Weibo post."

Xu Chacha raised her head and let out an ah, but seeing Wen Mubai's expression didn't look like he was joking, he understood.

"Jealous?"

"Not really." Wen Mubai stretched out his hand to pinch a piece of her cheek, "Mr. Xu still thinks that I can't do it, and wants to have a secret relationship."

She knew that Yang Liu was not attractive to Xu Chacha, but this time it was Yang Liu, so next time, if there really was someone whom Xu Chacha couldn't resist, would she also...

Wen Mubai shook his head, forcing himself not to think about it, last night he had a childhood dream, the scene of Wen's mother arguing with Wen's father was vivid in her memory, it affected her too much.

Xu Chacha patted her hand away and went to get the phone, "I found that you sometimes have a serious addiction to drama."

"It's okay, just talking, if you don't post it, you won't post it."

"Don't talk about it earlier." Xu Chacha handed her the phone, "I've already sent it."

Wen Mubai lowered his eyes, and saw that there was a new Weibo post on Xu Chacha's Weibo homepage.

Xu Chacha v: My Wife@BC文沃白

The accompanying picture is a photo of the two wearing rings and holding hands.

Wen Mubai quickly logged into his account and sent a response.

BC Wen Mubai v: My Wife@许茶茶

Less than a minute after it was sent out, there were fans shouting from the bottom, and the cp fan's super talk was even more popular. Many fans started to draw prizes to celebrate, and the excitement was comparable to that of Chinese New Year.

Relevant entries even made it to the top ten of the hot searches all the way. At this time, the two parties were leisurely buying vegetables and preparing dinner in the supermarket.

"Let's buy clear soup base." Xu Chacha picked out a pork bone.

Wen Mubai can't eat spicy food, just like her sister.

"Tomato."

Normally, she would accommodate Xu Chacha to eat spicy food, but now she has a cold and can't eat it.

"Tomatoes are good! I love tomatoes too." Xu Chacha searched around, found the bottom of the pot with tomato ingredients on the bottom shelf, and then threw in the bag of clear soup, "Children only make choices, I have all of them. want."

Both of them like to boil vegetarian dishes when they eat hot pot, so they bought very little meat and meatballs, but stayed in the vegetable section for a long time. When passing by the snack section, Wen Mubai didn't even look at it, and skillfully took several packages from the dried fruit section Dried sweet potatoes.

Xu Chacha has to buy it every time she comes back, and she has almost developed a muscle habit. If she passes by without taking two packs, she always feels that she has missed something.

There were two big plastic bags full of stuff, Wen Mubai was carrying one, Xu Chacha was holding the other, and the two returned home with a full load.

As for the handling of hot pot, cooking idiot Wen Mubai can also handle it with ease.

Xu Chacha went back to the room and changed into a thick pajamas, took the cold medicine under Wen Mubai's urging, and then lay down on the sofa, as soft as a puddle of waste.

In the end, it was the aroma of the food that seduced her. After eating the warm hot pot, her nose was ventilated.

After the meal, she fell back on the sofa, not counting herself, and pulled Wen Mubai together.

After Wen Mubai sat down, Xu Chacha put his leg on her lap.

There are thousands of postures for watching TV, but this is the most comfortable for her.

Wen Mubai has long been used to it, and even stretched out his hand to pinch her calf, which was more swollen than usual, "Are you sore?"

Xu Chacha had stood in high heels all day, so her legs were of course sore.

It's not just sour, it's almost useless.

"Sour, so sour." She kicked her foot into Wen Mubai's arms, pouted and looked pitiful, "It takes a pretty sister to pinch it to get it right."

Wen Mubai chuckled a few times, pressed his fingers on her ankle, and rubbed the muscles for her little by little.

The waiter enjoyed her service with a soft hum, his eyes glued to the TV, and only occasionally turned his head and glared at people when he got too strong.

On the TV was Xu Chacha's own documentary, and the current scene happened to be a solo interview with an international supermodel. Wen Mubai remembered that this was one of Xu Chacha's many idols.

"You like it so much?"

Xu Chacha nodded, biting a dried sweet potato and said vaguely, "But I still like my wife the most."

She always said these words very naturally, but every time Wen Mubai would have a throbbing sensation of short-breathing.

She remembered what the staff said this afternoon, and couldn't help but ask again.

"What would you do if one day there appeared someone who was more worthy of your liking than me?"

Xu Chacha didn't even think about it, "Impossible."

"What if."

Usually Wen Mubai seldom asked these questions, but Xu Chacha finally realized that something was wrong, and then contacted her about her reaction this afternoon, she knew that this was a sign of Wen Mubai's insecurity.

Although he didn't know why it happened suddenly, Xu Chacha felt that he had to answer seriously.

She straightened up and said sternly, "I said it's impossible, it's impossible. It took so much effort to marry you. If it doesn't hurt, seven or eighty years will be wasted."

While Wen Mubai was still thinking, Xu Chacha put his arms around her, "You don't want to cheat, do you?"

"..."

"But it's okay, I'll just stalk you again then."

Wen Mubai frowned, pinched her face, "Stop talking nonsense."

"You also know I'm talking nonsense." Xu Chacha stretched her chin forward, encircling her softly with her eyes, "Then you're still thinking wildly?"

Wen Mubai lowered his eyes, looking into her clear eyes.

It was the same look in the eyes again, and it was the same on the day of the confession.

It is said that she is the rational side, but Xu Chacha can always easily lead her by the nose with a look or a word.

She finally smiled, and so did Xu Chacha.

The action of bowing the head and kissing the lips was an impulse that had to be suppressed before, but now it has been practiced countless times.

The hand rubbing on the calf gradually moved up, but was pushed away by Xu Chacha panting with pink cheeks.

"If you do that again, you're really going to catch a cold."

"It's okay." Wen Mubai lowered his head, taking the rest of her words into his mouth