Husband, can you do it?

How could Qiao Han have stimulated Wen Zhuo, so he foolishly felt lucky today.

After taking a shower and changing into pajamas, I am ready to code, and I am used to opening the author's background.See if today's collection has risen.

A collection of five hundred can be put on the shelf, but he is stuck at two hundred and five, because I am a tipper of a drunken maniac, wouldn't he occupy the first place on the tipping list?Just brought over fifty collections, and now it’s three hundred and one. It’s still growing very slowly, rising at a single-digit rate every day.It's useless for him to rush to death.

Opened the background today, gnawed on an apple and glanced casually, the apple almost choked to death, rubbed his eyes and pulled it into the computer to look again, yes, his collection was still [-] before going out and now it has increased to [-] up.

Fuck, what do you mean?Could it be that Wenzhuo did something for him?

Refreshed, [-] favorites.

Oh wow, this collection speed is too fast!

In a hurry, he called Wen Zhuo.

"Did you ask the backstage to brush up my favorites?"

Wen Zhuo froze for a moment.

"I'm not home yet, what collection?"

"It's my collection. A few days ago, it has been rising by ten or eight. Now it's one hundred and one hundred after refreshing it. Damn it, it broke two thousand in just a short while! Didn't you do it?"

There is a novel website owner who is your husband, is it such a coquettish operation?

"I stopped managing the novel website five years ago, and now Vice President Li is in charge. He also asked me, I think the backstage data is too fake, and it is not a good thing to make you popular. Today you also said that you want to step by step Come to rely on strength, which coincides with my idea. How can I make data for you?"

"Then my collection grows so fast?"

"Let me check it out. Don't worry about it, just code early and go to bed early,"

"Oh. Are you home yet?"

"Just got downstairs."

"Then go to bed early."

"Have you nothing to say to me?"

Wen Zhuo asked him with a smile as he unfastened his seat belt.

"good night!"

"Don't add a nickname in front?"

"Good night, dear!"

"wrong."

"Boy friend?"

"Nor."

"Fiance! This is correct."

"You agreed to my marriage proposal today, and you're going to get married in a few days. Your fiancé is a bit inappropriate."

"Uh...you can't call me husband, can you?"

"Have you memorized the piece of paper I gave you?"

"Memorize it! Recite the whole text, and memorize it backwards."

"What's my phone number?"

Qiao Han came as soon as he opened his mouth, not only hugged his work phone, but also made a private call.Also said private micro-signal.

"Hey. What's the last line on that piece of paper?"

"My husband is Wen Zhuo. I love my husband Wen Zhuo the most. My husband...you bully me!"

Qiao Han recited it, and realized that something was wrong after reciting it. Don't you keep talking about my husband, my husband?

Wen Zhuo laughed out loud on the other end of the phone, the heart that had been ignored all night was finally comforted!

My husband Wenzhuo, this kind of naming right is like a puppy urinating and drawing a circle around the territory, and no one can steal it or replace it. Qiao Han belongs to Wenzhuo, and Wenzhuo is Qiaohan's husband.

"I'm blind, why did I regard you as a male god before, how can a male god be as bad as you!"

Qiao Han regretted it all, the aloof male god was gone, and he became a big villain who bullied others!

He still digs holes in circles to bully people!

"Claypot rice for supper?"

Wen discretion to change the subject.

"eat."

No matter how angry you are, Qiao Han and Chi Chi will not be angry.

"I'll order claypot rice for you. You write now, and try to finish it before three o'clock. Sleep until noon, and then get up for dinner."

"Oh."

"My wife is good."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! You are so annoying! You will take advantage of me!"

Qiao Han threw the phone away, blushing like a monkey's ass!

Wenzhuo is really too bad, this is something he never thought of before!

Covering his face in front of the computer desk, he couldn't hide his smile.This kind of warm drinking is more popular and less cold and difficult to get close to.It seems to have fallen from the clouds to the mortal world.

Maybe it's because he's been placed in a place where he can only look up, but after such a close contact, he suddenly finds out that he also eats, drinks, and sloppy.

Some are bad, some are cunning, there are his difficulties and grievances, some are gentle and considerate, this kind of tenderness, after adoring his secret love, he feels more distressed for him.More and more love for him.

The big biscuits jump up and down, Qiao Han is no longer shy, the appearance of idols is more exciting than the appearance of Wen Zhuo!

Biscuit greatly pulled Qiao Han into a group.

"Today I had dinner with Zhu Hanhan, and Zhu Hanhan's words moved me. Everyone is important now, and they all survived from being transparent when they were young. Transparent, little transparent like Zhu Hanhan who wants to write down-to-earth, let's give it a shot!"

"Little pig, Biscuit told us about your dinner today, don't worry, as long as you open a new hole, we will post a tweet for you on their respective homepages. This way you don't have to worry too much about collecting. Come on !"

Qiao Han almost cried!

Idol is so warm!The god idol who is worth tens of millions of people tweets to a transparent and air-like person!What an honor!

Appreciated and encouraged, he is full of motivation and gratitude!

Biscuit sent a private letter to Qiao Han.

"I didn't tell them that you and Wen are always in a relationship, and they all volunteered to help, not only to tweet for you, but also to help a few little transparent writers who have been popular for several years but have never been popular. This is helping each other. Come on, little pig!"

Qiao Han hugged the computer and cried loudly.Idol is too warm!

Posted a circle of friends on WeChat.

I love God Idol!I love cookies greatly!

Wen Zhuo frowned when he saw the content of this circle of friends for the first time.

Sit up and call his mother.

"Mom, you should advance the air ticket. If you don't propose marriage again, I'm afraid he won't marry me. He never said he loves me, he just confessed to others!"

So sour, so jealous, so angry!

Qiao Han felt as if he had been beaten to death, and wrote ten thousand words in one breath. After finishing writing, his fingers almost cramped, and his brain was squeezed out.

Turned off the computer in a confused manner, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep within 5 minutes.

This time he slept so hard that he didn't know what time it was, his stomach growled with hunger, and then he struggled to get up from the bed.

No matter who buttoned up the pajamas, the slippers were drooping, one trouser leg was long and the other was short, scratching at the straggly hair, squinting and yawning, he opened the door in an extremely disfigured manner.

"mom!"

I called my mother, and then stretched my waist hard.

"Mom, I'm hungry, I have something to eat..."

Qiao Han opened his eyes, and the words frightened him back.

There are many people sitting in the living room.

Both his parents are in formal clothes, and his father is wearing military uniform.Then sat Wen Zhuo opposite, the well-dressed one looked like a bridegroom official.An elegant lady wearing pearl jewelry and a long skirt, and several elderly uncles in suits and ties. Pei Lin, with his dreadlocks, is also wearing a suit today.

"what!"

Qiao Han exclaimed, turned and ran back to the room and slammed the door.

what's the situation?

Ms. Ren, Chief of Staff Qiao, is ashamed!Oops, I can't lift my head!

I was about to hold my mother-in-law's hand and say that there is no way to teach children!

"He stayed up until four o'clock last night and just woke up."

Without waiting for Ms. Ren to explain, Wen Zhuo took the lead in explaining.

"Mom, you talk, I'll go see him."

Wen Zhuo stood up, and just as he walked to the door, the door was opened again!

Qiao Han quickly changed into a suit of clothes in a way that made him a living person.

With a suit and tie, her hair was still soaked in water, and it was deliberately combed into a back-cut. She looked much more mature.

After adjusting his tie, his round face is also very serious.

"Mr. Wen, good morning. Father and mother, good morning. Everyone, come to my humble house and make me flourish. If you don't greet well, please bear with me."

In a sudden change, he changed from being unkempt to a refined young man, not to mention, he was also very polite and thoughtful.As if the little lunatic who appeared 5 minutes ago was not him.

"Don't be naughty."

Wen Zhuo squeezed Qiao Han's fingers a little harder, there are so many people present, don't pretend.

Qiao Han gave Wen Zhuo a blank look with disgusted eyes that don't affect my pretense.

Wen Zhuo had a headache for his detached temper.

Pull Qiao Han to the sofa.

"This is my mother. This is my uncle, second uncle, and my grandfather."

Qiao Han almost sang, his uncle and second uncle are both his uncles!

reserved!Stay noble!

"Hello auntie, hello uncle and uncle, hello grandpa."

"This child is full of aura. It's much better than Wen Zhuo's serious face. He's lively and cute, and can enliven Wen Zhuo's life."

Wen Zhuo's grandfather boasted that Qiao Han was well-raised, lively, cheerful, and eccentric. This is because the atmosphere at home keeps the child's innocence and loveliness.

Qiao Han was so happy when he was praised, he bared his white teeth, and slapped his grandfather on the shoulder.

"Speaking the truth, it makes people feel embarrassed."

He almost slapped the old man to the ground and sat on the ground, his side was blocked by the sofa, so he didn't fall off.

"Johan!"

Chief of Staff Qiao was furious, this little brat is neither big nor small, with whom did he pat him!

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, you young man, it means that the young man is in good health, how powerful this slap is!"

Grandpa stopped Chief of Staff Qiao from beating Qiao Han. It was a happy day, right? Beating him made it look like a forced marriage.

Chief of Staff Qiao glared at Qiao Han viciously. Even if you pretend today, you also pretend to be human!

Wen Zhuo poked Qiao Han, please stop making trouble, and calm down now.

"Come on, come to Grandpa."

Grandpa smiled and patted the sofa beside him. Qiao Han knew that he had done something wrong, so he sat down next to Grandpa with his head drooping. The glasses flew off.

"Is the big willow tree in the back village still there?"

Grandpa asked Qiao Han, Qiao Han raised his head and looked at Grandpa in surprise, he knew his hometown Houtunzi Village.