Husband, can you do it?

"Wen Zhuo is married to a cash cow."

"Not only is the cash cow, but Wen Zhuo's family is also very powerful. I want to marry such a wife, and I will recognize her if she is not so good-looking."

Qiao Han, who was quite happy listening to their chat at first, was not satisfied after hearing this!How ugly am I!My husband said I was cute and handsome!Sunny little sun!It's because you can't look straight at my handsomeness, it's not that I'm ugly!

Qiao Han secretly took out his mobile phone and used it as a mirror, even if he was squatting, he still wanted to choose the most handsome pose to poop!

He straightened his hair and pulled his tie.handsome!

The man laughed.

"Don't say that, Wen Zhuo's wife isn't ugly, she's chubby and cute. It's the celebrity of this celebrity or that celebrity today, and Wen Zhuo's wife isn't that outstanding."

Qiao Han nodded vigorously, yes, yes, as the saying goes, people are more dead than people, and goods are compared with goods.Compared with a man with a squinting mouth, he is a handsome Tiancai. Compared with a male star, he is an ordinary person,

"That's true, but how should I put it, according to Wen Zhuo's ability, his wife is really not that outstanding."

Qiao Han rolled his eyes, why am I not outstanding?No lack of arms, no legs, eyebrows and eyes, and two catties more flesh than others, I look so good!

The person who said Qiao Han was not good-looking just now said again.

"Look at Wen Zhuo, whether it's appearance, temperament, character and work ability, they are all top-notch. They can compare to male celebrities. As for his wife, if it weren't for the talent and power of her mother's family, and her cheeky face, With such a thick waist, apart from the more pleasing eyes in a face, I really can't see anything better!"

"You are all celebrities. Isn't it nonsense for you to use celebrity standards to ask ordinary people? The male celebrity is 1.8 meters tall and weighs more than [-]. One is smaller than the other. He looks hungry even if he doesn't eat for the sake of being on camera. Skeletal skeletons, either fine-tuning or beauty and maintenance. Skin shape and appearance are strictly managed. How can ordinary people be like that? What’s wrong with a little fleshy face? Listen to this, isn’t it just that Wen Zhuo rejected it in person Are you an artist? It’s weird, it’s because you have all kinds of bad moves.”

Qiao Han straightened his back and stretched his ears to listen.

"...I, I didn't mean that either! Didn't he solely fund the hottest double-undercover novel? Didn't I just want to win a role for my artist, isn't it normal in this industry."

"I didn't expect to be kicked into the iron plate. Wen Zhuo sternly refused to say it in person, and directly dumped all the actors' materials that your company auditioned for. They blocked you and said that in the future, no film and television dramas invested by novels will be allowed." Will use your artists. Why are you here again this time?"

"My boss made an apology to Wenzhuo according to me! Only then did I ease up! I did it in this manager, and anyone will be splinted!"

Qiao Han opened his mouth wide to laugh a few times, then remembered that he was eavesdropping, so he quickly covered his mouth, and praised her husband in his heart, my husband is so handsome!

The person who spoke just now continued to speak with a sigh.

"I still remember Wen Zhuo yelling at me, tell me to get out, ten celebrities can't match his wife's little finger! Get out of here, and take a look at your dirty eyes. You scolded me at that time, what? I didn’t dare to say anything and ran away. I always wondered if his wife is a fairy? The artist in my hand is not the best. He can play, play, sing and do everything. I thought he was really a cold fairy, exquisite and harmonious It looks like a hand-made doll. Today I have opened my eyes. It is also a hand-made doll. Is it the bare-bottomed boy holding a carp in the New Year picture?"

The other party laughed out loud.

"Did you forget? The little boy holding a carp in the New Year's picture is a person who is thriving and prosperous for many years, which has a very good meaning. It is a blessing for Wen Zhuo to marry such a wife. Look at how prosperous the business has been since he got married. "

"Yeah, I like this if I can't stand Wen Zhuo. Beautiful celebrities don't even glance at them, but their eyes are glued to his fat wife."

"Don't say that! It's not good for anyone to hear it."

Qiao Han lifted his shirt and pinched the flesh on his belly. It's actually not that fat, it's just two fingers wide, so easy to pinch, soft and tender.

The two people outside washed their hands after chatting and went out. ,

Qiao Han snorted, fat is fat, as long as my husband likes it, it's none of other people's business.

He is a handsome god, and my husband likes the stupid son of the landlord's family.

Qiao Han loosened the buckle of the belt, the reception will be next, and there are delicious food, he wants to open his stomach to eat.

As soon as he washed his hands, Wen Zhuo hurriedly opened the door and came in. He was obviously relieved when he saw Qiao Han.

"Run out without saying a word, I thought you were chasing that female celebrity."

Complaining, she pulled a tissue to wipe Qiao Han's hands.

"Don't stay too far away from me, you won't be flustered when you turn around."

Afraid that he chased the female star to get an autograph, afraid that he saw that handsome guy come up to watch, and afraid that he would run after the idol biscuit.

Qiao Han burst out laughing suddenly.

In the eyes of others, he is mediocre, with no figure or face. Apart from being able to write novels and having a strong natal family, there is nothing outstanding about him. It is estimated that no one will take a second look at him when he is thrown into the crowd.In the acting circle of managers, they are all defective products that have been eliminated, but Wen Zhuo still carefully protects him like a baby.

He is like a little piggy Wen Zhuo still treats him as a golden pig baby, never thought that his virtues and looks are not cared about at all, and he is on guard against others day and night, and he is not at ease if he puts his hands around him.Worried that the sweetheart was stolen.

Maybe he is ordinary and unique in her husband's heart.

Qiao Han grabbed Wen Zhuo's tie and pulled it into his arms, leaned over and kissed him.

"Love you so much, husband!"

Wen Zhuo wondered, why did he suddenly talk about love in the bathroom last time?

But his wife took the initiative to kiss him, and Wen Zhuo readily accepted, hugging Qiao Han in a sweet kiss.

At the reception, Qiao Han was particularly attached to Wen Zhuo. Wen Zhuo thought that he would not be able to withstand the temptation of delicious food, so he left her husband to eat with her mother and the others.Who knew that Qiao Han swallowed greedily, then resolutely grabbed Wen Zhuo's arm, and accompanied Wen Zhuo to socialize.

He didn't talk much, and stood beside Wen Zhuo with a smile on his face. Wen Zhuo was chatting with friends and guests. Just as he was about to pick up the wine glass, Qiao Han quickly took the wine glass from Wen Zhuo.

"My husband has a bad stomach recently. I helped him drink this wine. I hope you all have a good time today!"

One glass or two, even if it was champagne, Qiao Han drank seven or eight glasses for Wen Zhuo.

Originally, Wenzhuo used this excuse to keep Qiao Han around because he was afraid that Qiao Han would run away, but he didn't expect him to take it seriously.Watching him drink warmly also worries that he is drunk. ,

"I can do it,"

Wen Zhuo reminded Qiao Han in a low voice that he can, the champagne has a low alcohol content and can be drunk.

Qiao Han shook his head.

"I can't help you with anything else, leave this to me!"

Wen Zhuo patted his back distressedly.

Several male artists came over with wine glasses. Wen Zhuo's face became polite. Seeing that the distance had shortened by less than one meter, Wen Zhuo automatically put his arms around Qiao Han's waist and pushed Qiao Han slightly harder. come out.

Qiao Han straightened her chest and protected her husband.

"Handsome guys, I'm a loyal fan of yours! My husband has a bad stomach, so he gave me the opportunity to drink with a few of you. I respect everyone's stardom and make great achievements again!"

Everyone can see that Boss Wen has pushed his wife out as a shield, so don't go any further.

He drank wine politely and said polite words. Several handsome guys asked Qiao Han for autographs. They were all chasing Qiao Han's novels.

Qiao Han smiled and drank by himself, never worried about his husband's gossip, he was obsessed with cleanliness, mental cleanliness, not to mention touching and hugging strangers, even if he smelled someone else's perfume, he would feel disgusting.

How wonderful!This can last a lifetime!

Even in the Huahua entertainment industry, there are many handsome guys and beautiful men, but her husband has a unique eye and only loves his one.

How unique I am.

Drink a few more glasses if you are happy.

After the celebratory reception, Qiao Han drank too much, smiled silly, and was dishonest in the co-pilot, either touching her husband's arm or pouting close to her husband for a kiss.

It's like Lai Haji, Chief of Staff Qiao didn't see it, he hugged his grandson angrily and changed to the second car instead of sitting with them.

Wen Zhuo is funny, Qiao Han is very happy today, what makes him so happy.

"Why are you so happy?"

"Three thousand in the weak water, and only one person, you say that I am the overbearing husband, how nice, I am, how happy!"

"Drink some wine, and you will become very poetic."

Ruoshui [-] has been created, where did Ruoshui [-] come from?It's always been him, little piggy!

"Husband, come home quickly! Hurry up!"

Qiao Han urged impatiently, Wen Zhuo unscrewed the bottle of water and carefully fed him a few sips.

"No matter how fast you run the red light! Why are you in a hurry to go home?"

Forgot something?

"My inspiration exploded, I want to dig a hole!"

"Do you writers all want to come up with something?"

He made complaints about it, and drove out as soon as the green light came on.Speed ​​up a little before his wife's inspiration fades.

"You slow down!"

Before the car came to a complete stop, Qiao Han stumbled and ran towards the living room, but it was too late for Wen Zhuo to help him, and when he reached the living room, Qiao Han went upstairs.

What kind of hole can he open by just drinking like this?Where can he find the keyboard?Type out a string of garbled characters.

"No problem, he used to drink with Yang Chang until midnight, and he could write six or seven thousand words when he got home. I wondered if he could write smoothly? I didn't expect that the content after being drunk was particularly deep, anyway. Readers like it very much. Li Bai wrote a hundred poems after drinking, and this kid has a sudden inspiration after drinking. They are all geniuses."

Ms. Ren praised her son.

Uh, Wen Zhuo doesn't know what to say anymore, since the mother-in-law said so, then leave Qiao Han alone.

"Drink so much, how can you not drink some hangover?"

Pei Caiwei said and entered the kitchen.

Ms. Ren and the others didn't go home either, they all lived here.

Wen Zhuo went upstairs with sober tea, the door of the small study room was still open, Qiao Han stared at the computer with wide eyes, the person who was drinking was shaking, but his fingers were flying, and the keyboard was clicking. .

Wen Zhuo did not delay his writing. Inspiration is like this. It is easy to forget after it has passed, so strike while the iron is hot.

After putting down the hangover tea, Wen Zhuo changed his clothes and went to take a bath.

After waiting for two hours, Qiao Han swayed back to the bedroom, smiling and naively, laying down in Wen Zhuo's arms.

Wen Zhuo's stomach hurts because of his tonnage.

"Husband, I have opened a new hole. I am writing a super sweet novel. It is not about military literature, but about bosses. I just write about sweet love, sweet marriage, the kind where the object is the main object and the whole film is sprinkled with sugar. "

"Two pits? Can you write it?"

It’s good to write a pit, why did you suddenly write another one.

His undercover broker failed novel has now reached 40 words, and it is at the climax. Does he still have the energy to write another novel about the overlord?Are you not afraid to write strings?

"Yes! I can! I can!"

Qiao Han knelt on Wen Zhuo's lower abdomen, very serious, and patted his chest to promise that it would definitely work.

Wen Juan thinks it over, don't say this to a drunkard, wait until he sobers up,

"Okay. You can write it as soon as you write it. The broker must ensure the quality, and Mr. Ba's novel can be updated every other day,"

Wen Zhuo thought that Qiao Han was afraid that the readers would be fatigued, so he kept writing about soldiers and some people didn't like to read it, so he wrote a different way to write small, fresh and sweet articles.He writes when he wants to.But afraid that Qiao Han will be exhausted, the two of them will have twice as much energy if they work together.

"I have already chosen the name, the hot and sweet wife of the domineering president!"

Wen Zhuo laughed out loud, he had this plan before.This is to pick it up and write it, but the name is quite ancient.To say the least is also the name of a romance novel 20 years ago.

Qiao Han also laughed, his eyes crooked.

"This is a gift from me! Don't laugh!"

"Gift?"

Wen Zhuo was surprised, what day should I give him a gift!

"It's the second anniversary of our marriage. Although the second anniversary has passed, we still need a gift! My name is Qiao Han and the other is Wen Zhuo. I want to write about the two of us. Stories. A novel about our lives. The kind that never ends."

"How many sheets do you want to write?"

"Write for a lifetime. If you don't put it on the shelf or have a V article, I will use this novel to record our lives. When we are old, when our son grows up, when we all have grandchildren, when we are very old, then I will write , even if I die in the next second, I have no regrets, you and I are still the same at the beginning when you open Chapter 1. I am super happy with you in this life."

"it is good."

Wen Zhuo smiled and agreed, this is a record and a testimony of life.Then keep writing, life goes on, and the novel will never end.

"You write half, I write half. Let's write together."

"It doesn't matter how many words. If it is stopped today, it will be added tomorrow. It will not affect the update of other novels, just like a son's diary, recording our every day."

"I give you a reward every day."

The ending of this novel must be that they are very old, so old that they need to wear reading glasses to type on the keyboard, and need to hold a magnifying glass to correct typos, recording to the last second of their lives.There will be no result of divorce and breakup due to various accidents halfway, and the result will be forever trapped.

Write a novel together for a lifetime.

Record our every day in this way.

"Are you happy? Do you like this gift?"

Qiao Han followed up and asked.

Wen Zhuo nodded vigorously and hugged him into her arms.

"I like it! We spent our entire lives finishing this novel. Every day is sweet, even if there is a little bit of wind and rain and setbacks, it is very sweet on the whole!"

"There is no third party, no gossip plot, small and fresh sweet articles, every day is petting, loving, loving, sweet and sweet!"

"En! There are no accidents, no natural or man-made disasters, and I will write to my old age in peace!"

Qiao Han smiled very satisfied, hiccupped, lay in Wen Zhuo's arms, and closed his eyes.

"Today, I opened a hole and wrote [-] words! Remember to give me a reward!"

Wen Zhuo kissed his forehead and coaxed him to sleep.

Carefully put it under the quilt, and hurriedly turned on the computer in a hurry. Qiao Han's hole was really opened, and there were [-] words in the document. Qiao Han started writing from his perspective.

After the ten thousand characters, Wen Zhuo used a dividing line, and then wrote with his own vision.

I wrote that on the day of their blind date, it was entirely because his mother was worried that he would be single, and even a little scandal in his 30s was not too abnormal, so he was forced to go on a blind date.During the blind date, I thought Qiao Han was very cute and suitable to be a close friend. When Qiao Han defended him, Wen Zhuo thought that he would be the best partner.

Facts have proved that this is really the case. If you want to say how you fell in love with Qiao Han, it was when he was chatting with his mother in the kitchen, what Qiao Han said, I treat him very well, and I treat him very well, making him forget the pain.

I like him, trust him unconditionally, such a kind and warm person, and he must be very happy to live with.

This novel is not written for others to read, but for the two of them. It is a record and a testimony.Beautiful things happen every day, write them down, and look forward to more beautiful things tomorrow.

Other novels are about other people's joys and sorrows.

This novel records their sweet life.

This gift can last until the seventies and eighties, and if you work hard, you can even create a world record, the longest novel in history.

It doesn't matter if there are millions of words or tens of millions of words. In this life, there are so many things. I look forward to how wonderful the novels I write in my life.

I hope they are too old to write. The younger generation, such as their descendants, can sigh when they close the book after reading it, what a romance, what a beautiful love, what a happy grandpa!

Let's create miracles!

Wenzhuo correct typos, and then save.

Back in the bedroom, he kissed Qiao Han tenderly.

Thank you for saving me.

Thank you for being with me.

Thank you for always being there.

I am full of expectations for the life you will be with in the future.