I fell in love with the president of flash marriage

Chapter 89

Xia Chen's breathing stagnated, as if he had been bewitched all of a sudden, the script of male college students being seduced changed instantly.

He immediately went to Qi Zhusheng's side and said, "Teacher, can I repay with my body?"

Qi Zhusheng was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then felt that he seemed a little bit stuck in the face of such a pure male college student, so he hesitated and said: "...You are a student, where did you learn such words. That's all, This money will be given to you, don’t come to this kind of place again in the future, it’s not worth it..."

"No, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. This is what the teacher taught me at the poker table just now." Xia Chen suddenly pressed up, wrapped his arms around Qi Zhusheng's waist and said dangerously, "And... I came here to find the teacher, You don't want others to know about our relationship, do you?"

Qi Zhusheng's breathing was stagnant, and he didn't understand why the script suddenly changed.

Qi Zhusheng came back to his senses and pressed the shoulders of the person on his back before stepping back. He blushed and pretended not to understand: "...you and I are just a teacher-student relationship, don't talk nonsense... um——"

"Teacher and student?" Xia Chen lowered his head and bit Qi Zhusheng's lips lightly, then hugged him and smiled lightly, "But that's not what the teacher said when I kissed him in the office. I thought Teacher Qi He's an upright gentleman, he can stay calm and ignore people for two days after being kissed by a student once, I never thought... Teacher's gambling skills in private are so good... Teach me, teacher."

Making up stories is Qi Zhusheng's professional instinct, so he followed Xia Chen's words and replied without thinking about it: "... In the early years, my family was poor, and I learned a little bit of unworthy skills. It's not serious. Things, it’s business for you to learn the knowledge from the books well.”

"That's it..." Xia Chen bit Qi Zhusheng's trembling Adam's apple with a smile, and then he suddenly exerted strength, hooked Qi Zhusheng's waist and pressed him on the bed, "Teacher, you said that if I can How would you react if you beat me?"

Qi Zhusheng couldn't stop laughing, he said in his heart that if he wins, it's okay to win, but on the face he said lightly: "What reaction do you want from me?"

"I don't have such a kind heart as Teacher... If I am [-]% sure that I can win you, then I will definitely gamble all my family property and let Teacher lose everything." Xia Chen smiled softly, "Then, when you have nothing At that time, I will take the money I won from you...to support you."

The last three words were light and light, but Qi Zhusheng couldn't help trembling when he heard them.

Literary creators are very sensitive to information. To put it more simply, novelists are a type of group that is easy to get involved in. Although Qi Zhusheng seems to have a flat reaction to external things, he is actually no exception.

So when Xia Chen said the words just now in a gradual and seductive tone, Qi Zhusheng subconsciously put himself into that scene.

"...Impossible." Qi Zhusheng grabbed the bed sheet under him and turned to look at Xia Chen, "Even if I'm penniless, it's impossible for that kind of thing to happen."

"Really?" Xia Chen suddenly smiled, leaned over and untied Qi Zhusheng's long hair, lowered his head and kissed the side of his neck, "Then guess... if people from the school find out about your relationship with me... And the thing you used to gamble... Teacher, do you still plan to have it in your future?"

Qi Zhusheng's breathing was stagnant, and his hair was draped over his shoulders. At first glance, he really felt a broken feeling of being forced.

He turned his head to look at Xia Chen, with an unyielding light in his eyes: "...are you threatening me?"

The desire to conquer came up in Xia Chen's bones in an instant, his eyes lit up a little with excitement, and he smiled and said, "What you love and what I want, how can it be called a threat?... Don't worry, as long as the teacher is obedient Promise me, I guarantee that no one will know what happened between us..."

As he spoke, he pressed down from behind, lowered his head and kissed Qi Zhusheng's lips.

After Qi Zhusheng was embraced and kissed by him for a while, he couldn't bear it any longer. Taking advantage of the young rascal's success, he exerted a sudden force on his waist, turned around and changed the positions between the two.

Seeing this, Xia Chen's breath became stagnant, and he raised his eyes to look straight at the person above him.

Qi Zhusheng sat on Xia Chen's body and looked down at him: "You seem to have made a mistake... Those were all your imaginations just now, it seems that it wasn't me, but you who lost all the money today."

Xia Chen blinked when he heard the words, then immediately put away the arrogant look just now, and turned back into a pitiful male college student: "Sir..."

"I'm afraid it's a bit late to call Mr. now." Qi Zhusheng got down from him, leaned on the side of the bed and folded his arms leisurely, "I think your suggestion just now is good, I'm really being too kind to you. So... ...take off your clothes."

The two played role-playing all night. Qi Zhusheng's original idea was that the male college students are easy to handle, and he can still dominate the performance by himself, so he can go to bed early and get better tomorrow to sort out the manuscript he brought back today.

Never thought that Xia Chen didn't follow the routine at all, and he was very lacking in actor quality. In the second half of playing a male college student, he suddenly pressed Qi Zhusheng and said, "Teacher, I haven't seen you in ten years. Are you still so reluctant to let go in bed?"

Qi Zhusheng was in a daze at the time, and before he recovered, he was told to act out the scene where the friends with guns get back together ten years later, and the scene was very exciting for a time.

It was so exciting that when Qi Zhusheng struggled to wash up the next morning and planned to study the manuscript, his brain was still in chaos.

So the matter of sorting out the manuscript was put on hold again, and it was the morning of the New Year's Eve when Qi Zhusheng finally had time to study it.

However, it was hard to find time to tidy up. Before Qi Zhusheng tidied up for a while, the culprit approached shamelessly and handed Qi Zhusheng a glass of water in a courteous manner: "Sir, are you still working on New Year's Eve? How many copies are you What is written in the manuscript?"

Qi Zhusheng took the water and gave him a funny look: "The beginnings of some small novels and a few diaries are all rough things, nothing interesting."

Xia Chen heard the words but sat down next to Qi Zhusheng, and didn't say that he wanted to see it, just looked at Qi Zhusheng eagerly.

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng couldn't stop laughing, raised his hand and pushed the manuscript in front of him: "Read it if you want."

Xia Chen's expression immediately changed from cloudy to sunny. He quickly took the manuscript handed over by Qi Zhusheng, glanced at the few novels on it, and went straight to the topic, looking down at the rest of the content.

"This is Mr.'s diary..." Xia Chen was acting obediently after getting a cheap price, "Wouldn't it be bad for me to read it?"

Qi Zhusheng couldn't stop laughing when he heard the words, and on the surface he made a gesture to snatch the diary from his hand: "Since you think it's not good, then don't read it."

"No, no, no." Xia Chen immediately changed his face, "Since Mr. has agreed, how can I waste Mr.'s good intentions."

After saying that, he seemed to be afraid that Qi Zhusheng would take away the manuscript, so he quickly looked down at it, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help curling his lips when he saw this.

However, as Xia Chen's expression became more and more surprised, Qi Zhusheng finally belatedly felt a sense of embarrassment from the bottom of his heart.

When he was 23, he was far less calm than he is now, and what he wrote at that time was also more impetuous than now.It's fine if it's just a work... However, there is also my own diary in this dozen manuscripts.

Thinking of what he wrote, Qi Zhusheng's face paused, but his heart was far less calm than his face.

"Sir..." Xia Chen swallowed and said, "You were too..."

Qi Zhusheng blushed when he heard the words, glanced at him indifferently and said, "What happened to me back then?"

"...It's so cute." Xia Chen said from the bottom of his heart, "Why didn't I have the luck to meet such a lovely husband back then..."

Qi Zhusheng raised his eyebrows: "You mean I'm not cute anymore?"

"No, no, absolutely no such meaning..." Xia Chen shook his head immediately, and after shaking his head, he continued, "But sir, you were so cute back then."

Qi Zhusheng was a little curious about what he wrote, which made Xia Chen emphasize it so much.

So he couldn't help but hook his head to look, and saw written on the paper in familiar handwriting:

"The weather on x month x, 20xx: overcast

I can't write anything. The teacher said that writing a diary can inspire inspiration. I haven't written anything for a long time, so I reluctantly pick up a pen and try.

Damn the weather, why isn't it sunny yet.

I want to eat hot pot, I want to drink mutton soup, I want to eat ramen, I am so hungry, I can’t write a manuscript.

Long, long ago, there was a princess who starved to death because she didn't eat mutton buns.

Why do people write manuscripts when they are alive?Why can't you eat mutton steamed buns?

Telling Zhao Qian not to go to eat, annoying, not to write, love to go or not, I will go by myself. "

Qi Zhusheng's face turned red when he saw this, why didn't he find out before that he turned out to be an idiot when he was in graduate school?

Xia Chen smiled beside him so much that his eyes were bent, Qi Zhusheng blushed and took back the manuscript, Xia Chen quickly pressed his wrist and said, "Sir, how about taking you to eat mutton steamed buns later?"

Qi Zhusheng glared at him with a blushing face, and Xia Chen laughed even more happily: "Don't want to eat outside? Then I can make it for my husband. Don't be shy, sir, they always say 'food is sex, sex is also'. It’s what you told me before.”

That's what I said, but compared to getting up on the bed, it was this diary that made Qi Zhusheng more ashamed.

"Don't read it." It was rare for Qi Zhusheng to be stubborn, and raised his hand to snatch the dozen diaries from Xia Chen's hands, "I want you to laugh at me."

"I'm wronged, sir!" Xia Chen immediately said coquettishly, "How dare I laugh at you, I really thought you were so cute at the time, let me take another look."

Qi Zhusheng has never been a jealous person, but today Xia Chen praised him three times for being cute back then, which made Qi Zhusheng a little unhappy.

"You haven't even seen me back then..." Qi Zhusheng asked seemingly casually, "How do you know I'm cute?"

Xia Chen didn't notice the coming wind and rain at all, and immediately replied after hearing the words: "Although I haven't seen it, I can guess it from the diary, sir must have a cold face when he was in school, what does he look like?" I don’t really care. In fact, I like both food and novels. When I am unhappy, I will complain in my heart. All in all, compared with the current husband, the husband at that time must be a little beauty who looks cold but is a little bit out of the way. I guess Not bad, huh?"

His guess was indeed not bad at all, but Qi Zhusheng was a little reluctant to admit it, hearing this, he just glanced at Xia Chen from the corner of his eye: "You like it very much?"

"Of course, who doesn't like cute little beauties..." Xia Chen's brain suddenly returned to the fire when he was halfway through the sentence, he paused and then opened his eyes in disbelief, "Sir...you don't know? "

Qi Zhusheng glanced at him, then put the manuscript in the drawer expressionlessly, stood up and walked out.

Xia Chen hurriedly chased after him: "I was wrong, I was wrong, sir, don't be angry!"

From their residence to the villa, Xia Chen acted like a baby while apologizing, coaxing Qi Zhusheng the whole way.

Qi Zhusheng was very helpful in his heart, but on the surface he deliberately said: "It's Chinese New Year, I have nothing to be angry about."

The more he said that, Xia Chen didn't dare to take a breath. Qi Zhusheng wanted to tease him, so he didn't soften his attitude all the way to the villa.

Xia Chen followed behind him with a pitiful look of having made a mistake. He was already half a head taller than Qi Zhusheng, but now he looked more like a sled dog who had made a mistake.

Because of Xia Chen's previous Weibo post, many viewers hoped for the stars and the moon, and wanted to know what surprises there would be on New Year's Eve.

After finally making it to New Year's Eve, and today being a national holiday, the number of people in the live broadcast room has naturally increased. Before ten o'clock, the record since the beginning of the third episode was broken.

However, when many netizens saw Qi Zhusheng's indifferent expression, they were stunned unconsciously. Coupled with Xia Chen's pitiful face, each of them had to think - did the two of them have a conflict?

The audience immediately became nervous, each and every one of them looked like they were facing a big enemy:

"!! Why is Mr.'s complexion a bit wrong?"

"Damn, it's New Year's Eve, Mr. Xia, what's wrong with your wife!!"

"It's okay, the ring is still on my hand, small scene"

"Ah, don't quarrel, I want sweet love!!"

"I'm still looking forward to the surprise at night, you two can't quarrel"

"Hurry up and coax your wife, you stick! Aren't you usually good at talking?"

In fact, not only the audience thought that the two of them had a quarrel, but other guests also thought so.

Chu Han saw the two coming in, and was just about to say hello cheerfully, but before he could say anything, he realized that something was wrong between them.

"...The two of you quarreled?" Chu Han looked at this and that, and then asked cautiously, "It's Chinese New Year, what happened?"

Qi Zhusheng shook his head: "No."

Xia Chen smiled: "My fault, I made my husband angry by saying the wrong thing."

You must know that everyone has almost never seen Qi Zhusheng get angry with Xia Chen, so they couldn't help showing surprised expressions when they heard this.

Even Yun Mo, who never liked gossip, couldn't help asking, "Why did you provoke Mr. Qi?"

Hearing this, Qi Zhusheng turned his head and glanced at Xia Chen, planning to see what this kid would make up.

I never thought that Xia Chen would actually say directly: "It's nothing... It's just that I praised Mr. for being cute when he was in graduate school, and then he got jealous of me."

Qi Zhusheng didn't expect him to say it in a grand manner. After hearing this, he couldn't help blushing for a moment, and denied it in a panic: "... who is jealous!"

Xia Chen stepped forward and said with a smile: "I'm jealous, I'm jealous, sir, don't be angry, you are also very cute now."

As soon as he thought that he was going to be in the third year, he was praised as cute by his boy friend in his early twenties, the enthusiasm on Qi Zhusheng's face suddenly came up.

He blushed and looked at Xia Chen for three seconds, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Seeing Qi Zhu's back as if he was running away, the audience finally came back to their senses, and laughed one after another:

"Grass, I thought the two of them had a fight"

"It turned out that I was just jealous, a false alarm and a false alarm"

"Hahahahaha Mr. who eats his own jealousy is too cute."

"!!! Damn, I thought about a fanfiction so hard, think about it differently, if Mr. Xia, who is in college, wears it until now, and then falls in love with Mr. at first sight... Hehehe, wouldn't Concubine Chen be mad to death?"

"That's a real male college student. As we all know, it's male college students who are harder than diamonds..."

"Damn, Xiao Xia and Mr. Xia, the two together... Mister won't be able to eat it!"

"??? You are not right!"

"Netizens are really bad, but I like it!"

"Miaomiaomiao, but if it's worn by the former husband, it's also very good. I want to see the big beauty with a cold face and jealous hehehe."

"!! Big beauty and little beauty, Mr. Xia, you are so blessed!"

"Mr. Xia: Don't talk about it, my wife's jealousy is all because of you people!"

Not long after Qi Zhusheng entered the kitchen, Xia Chen came up to him shamelessly: "Sir—"

Qi Zhusheng let him wrap his arms around his waist from behind, Xia Chen saw that Qi Zhusheng didn't refuse, so he boldly kissed him on the cheek: "Sir, I've taken all the photos, when will we post tonight's Weibo?" ah?"

"Isn't it New Year's Eve, maybe around ten o'clock." Qi Zhusheng turned his head and glanced at him, "...But I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until ten o'clock."

Xia Chen smiled and rubbed his cheeks: "Mister understands me... I thought I'd send it at eight o'clock, but isn't it a bit too early?"

Qi Zhusheng wiped his hands after washing and said, "It's up to you."

Xia Chen paused after hearing the words, then leaned forward and smiled: "Sir, are you not angry?"

Qi Zhusheng turned his head and glanced at him: "When did I say I was angry?"

"It's fine if you're not angry." Xia Chen shamelessly put his chin on Qi Zhusheng's shoulder, "I only like Mr. alone."

"Really?" Qi Zhusheng raised his eyebrows deliberately and asked, "Then if there was a young me standing here with the present me, who would you choose?"

Xia Chen immediately said: "Sir is also very young now!"

Qi Zhusheng laughed: "Don't play word games with me, answer the question directly."

This is obviously a proposition, but Xia Chen said wittily after hearing the words: "What I like is Mr., not a certain stage of Mr. According to this, if I am in college and I am now, let Mr. choose , which one do you plan to choose, sir?"

Never thought that Qi Zhusheng would directly say: "Choose the young one."

Xia Chen froze for a moment, then showed a hurt and unbelievable expression, his mind went blank for three seconds before meeting Qi Zhusheng's smiling gaze, and he immediately realized——Qi Zhusheng was just kidding himself .

Xia Chen immediately hugged Qi Zhusheng aggrievedly: "Sir, you can't do this—"

"No way?" Qi Zhusheng said with a smile, "Don't you always like to say that I despise you getting bigger and bigger? According to you, since there are young ones, I will definitely choose the young ones."

Xia Chen pitifully rubbed Qi Zhusheng's cheek: "No, Mr. can only belong to me."

"It's yours alone." Qi Zhusheng said unhurriedly, while his subordinates directly took out the dumpling stuffing that everyone had plated two days ago from the refrigerator, "It's just you, young, Mr. Xia, please be more generous, what is there to be jealous of yourself."

Xia Chen instantly understood Qi Zhusheng's feeling just now, and immediately said relentlessly after hearing the words: "No way! Even if it's another person, he can't do it himself, Mr. can only be mine."

While speaking, he withdrew the strength in his hands, Qi Zhusheng was so strangled by him that he couldn't help but subdue and said: "Okay, okay, it's yours alone, let me go quickly, everyone is waiting to make dumplings, we have to stuff the dumplings take it out."

Xia Chen blinked when he heard this, and said, "Can you make a bag, sir?"

Qi Zhusheng shook his head honestly: "No... I can barely roll dumpling wrappers."

Xia Chen laughed all of a sudden: "Then Mr. and I really complement each other."

As he spoke, he took the pot of dumpling stuffing from Qi Zhusheng's hand, and walked out of the kitchen with it.

Qi Zhusheng didn't expect Xia Chen to make dumplings, so he followed up in surprise and said, "You know how to make dumplings?"

"That's right." Xia Chen raised his eyebrows quite proudly, "Is it strange that I know how to make dumplings?"

Qi Zhusheng nodded and shook his head again, and then couldn't help but said: "Since you know how to make a bag, can you..."

Xia Chen immediately understood what he meant: "Sir, do you want me to teach you how to make dumplings?"

Qi Zhusheng nodded in embarrassment, Xia Chen put down the pot of stuffing and leaned forward with a smile: "Mr. please beg me."

Qi Zhusheng pursed his lips and gave him a warning look, but Xia Chen turned his nose up and said innocently, "Mr.

Qi Zhusheng took a deep breath when he heard the words, but the audience became more and more excited when they saw this.

At this moment, Ye Jun walked over with a cardboard box: "Today's dumplings need to be wrapped by the guests themselves. The program team specially prepared new aprons for everyone. You can come and choose the color."

As soon as they heard that there was an apron, Xia Chen was the first to go up before anyone else said anything, and brought back a pink apron after a while—it looked similar to the one at home.

Seeing this, Qi Zhusheng's eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help asking: "Why did you only take one?"

Xia Chen immediately said: "I don't need to wear it, I gave it to my husband."

Qi Zhusheng silently looked at the pink apron, then at Xia Chen: "...do you think this color suits me?"

Xia Chen said confidently: "It's suitable! Mister looks good in pink!"

Qi Zhusheng wanted to use silence to express that he didn't want to wear it, but Xia Chen took the apron and put it on him.

Qi Zhusheng didn't want to reject him, so he had no choice but to put on the pink apron, and tied up his hair for the convenience of making dumplings later.

After Xia Chen tied the bow behind his back for him, he took a slight step back and looked down at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Qi Zhusheng was wearing a turtleneck sweater today, paired with the pink apron that Xia Chen had chosen for him, his whole person was more than a degree gentle.

The audience looked dumbfounded. After all, they were not Xia Chen. Basically, they had never seen Qi Zhusheng in such a homely state. In addition, for the convenience of his work today, he still wore a high ponytail. The audience couldn't sit still for a moment:

"Ah, ah, this apron!! Mr. Xia, you are too good at it!"

"High ponytail...pink apron...whose gentle wife is this, woo woo woo woo"

"Mr. Xia, your wife is so beautiful."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to live anymore"

"Damn, this outfit is definitely not my malicious speculation about Mr. Xia, he is definitely dressing up his wife like this on purpose!! The sense of being a wife is really too strong!!"

"+111, just the kind of beautiful wife who just got married and can't do housework or cook, and clumsily put on an apron to cook for her husband... My xp is about to be poked to death, Mr. Xia, you are so big Blessing!"

"Get out of the way, I'm going crazy: why isn't the sweater an open back?!"

"!! If the sweater is backless, it can fit right from behind the apron..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhateds,'"

Qi Zhusheng actually didn't feel much in wearing an apron, but it was a bit embarrassing to wear a pink apron.

Chu Han beside him had already washed his hands and volunteered to roll out the dumpling wrappers.

Qi Zhusheng went back to the kitchen to wash his hands again in order to avoid the live broadcast camera.Xia Chen wanted to follow but was stopped by Qi Zhusheng, he had no choice but to stay at the table alone and edited the "surprise" for tonight.

But as the saying goes, if you escape on the first day of the new year, you can't escape the fifteenth day. When he came out of the kitchen again, his temples were a little wet for some reason.A few drops of water slid down his cheeks, Xia Chen, who was editing tonight's "surprise" with his mobile phone, was stunned for a moment.

Qi Zhusheng walked up to him and raised his hand to flick him a few drops of water in a funny way: "You're back to your senses, little fool."

Hearing this, Xia Chen suddenly regained his senses, lowered his head and glanced at the content he edited, felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and then put it in the manuscript deposit box, without even looking at the time and content of the manuscript deposit.

"Didn't you agree to teach me how to make dumplings?" Qi Zhusheng gently rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, "Everyone has already rolled out the dumpling wrappers, so let's get started quickly."

Xia Chen leaned forward and said, "I originally said 'Please sir, I'll teach you', but I didn't say that I would teach you unconditionally."

Qi Zhusheng didn't expect that the little bastard was still thinking about this matter. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked at him for a while, and finally had no choice but to whisper: "Don't make trouble... Please, come on, teach me quickly."

Xia Chen surrounded him from behind with a smile, and by the way took a piece of dumpling wrapper from the side and put it in Qi Zhusheng's hands. Just when Qi Zhusheng thought he was going to start teaching him, the little bastard suddenly said: "The voice is too loud. It’s too small, I didn’t hear it, can you speak louder, sir?”

"Can you speak a little louder, sir" is one of Xia Chen's favorite things to say on the bed. This kid is young, but he can hold a basketful of bad tastes.

These words were so familiar that Qi Zhusheng almost thought he had heard it wrong. He gave Xia Chen an unbelievable look, thinking that this kid was already so rampant that he didn't care whether the words he said could be broadcast.

But it took him a while to realize what Xia Chen said just now, Qi Zhusheng was slightly relieved.

But in the face of such an aggressive request, Qi Zhusheng couldn't help but glared at Xia Chen with a blushing face after he was relieved, then took a deep breath, and deliberately softened his voice to disgust Xia Chen: "...Xia Chen Boss, please teach me, okay?"

Qi Zhusheng thought that he deliberately lowered his voice, it would sound viscous and awkward, and he must not be able to hear it, but he didn't know that his voice was like spring water, and usually it was just indifferent to cover up some of its beauty, and now he used it When such a tone was displayed, Xia Chen was stunned, and the audience went crazy:

"Damn, why is this someone else's wife, why!"

"Hastily, my nosebleed is coming out"

"Mr. Xia, your level of coquettishness has been lowered by your wife, so why don't you reflect on yourself?"

"Who can stand this!!!"

"It's too bad for a beauty to ask for help, ah, like a soft bunny, I really can't do it"

"Paired with this apron... I imagined some scenes of wives and husbands acting like a baby, and I suddenly realized the purpose of Mr. Xia's choice of pink aprons."

"Promise him!! Teach him quickly!!"

"Teach me, teach me, if it were me, I would put my brain in it"

"? This is not fun, the New Year's Eve wants to poison everyone, anonymous teacher"

Seeing that Xia Chen didn't speak, Qi Zhusheng thought that he had succeeded in disgusting him, so he couldn't help showing a smile.

Seeing this, Xia Chen suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately held Qi Zhusheng's hand and said, "making dumplings is very simple, sir, you can learn it after me."

As he spoke, he held Qi Zhusheng's right hand from behind, scooped up a little stuffing and put it in the middle of the dumpling wrapper.

Relying on his height, Xia Chen almost wrapped Qi Zhusheng in his arms.

Such an intimate posture made Qi Zhusheng feel a little hot. He wanted to tell Xia Chen that he could fill the dumplings by himself, but before he could say it, Xia Chen had already completed all the preliminary preparations for him.

"Okay, now just pinch the dumpling skin." Xia Chen said, wrapping Qi Zhusheng's hands with both hands, and took his fingers to pinch some beautiful folds on the dumpling skin, "Then lightly squeeze the dumpling skin like this." Squeeze...and you're done."

Xia Chen wrapped Qi Zhusheng's hand to complete the final movement. His hand was a circle bigger than Qi Zhusheng's. After wrapping it, he pinched it a lot in the name of teaching, which was clearly taking advantage.

Qi Zhusheng gave him a funny look: "Haven't you played enough?"

Xia Chen put his chin on his shoulder and said coquettishly: "Sir's hands are so beautiful... how can there be enough time to play with, come on, let's try one more."

Qi Zhusheng was wearing an apron and being hugged and taught by him in his arms. This scene was really a bit like the husband and newlywed wife that a netizen had ridiculed before.

But just as they were booing Xia Chen to do something in the barrage, a barrage suddenly caught everyone's attention:

"Damn, Mr. Xia Weibo, the big one is coming"

"Mr. Xia!! The beautiful wife in her arms can only play with hands, can you be a little bit promising! Play with something else!"

"Stop, sisters, stop, Mr. Xia really put a big one on Weibo"

"?! What's so big, please elaborate!"

"I rely on me!!! That article should be the content of tonight, that is the surprise, Mr. Xia doesn't know why it was posted early, the specific content is... the content that after reading it, you will change your shoes and go for a run like me!"

"Ahhhhhhh I can't breathe anymore, I just came back from Weibo, sisters put it here for a while, go to Weibo to check it out"

"Damn it, it's not convenient for me to go to Weibo, so is there any kind-hearted sister to answer questions, thank you very much"

"Mr. Xia put the red book, it's the one you think of, you're welcome, and I'm a brother"

"!!! Red books?! What red books?!"

"Insulin... no, no, oxygen bottle, quickly put on the oxygen bottle, I'm going into shock, Mama"

The audience was instantly excited by the barrage, but the two parties had no idea what happened at the moment.

Until Qi Zhusheng almost learned how to make dumplings, he expressed to Xia Chen that he wanted to try it alone.

Xia Chen reluctantly let go of his hand, and Qi Zhusheng asked while making dumplings: "Speaking of which, what were you looking at just now?"

Hearing this, Xia Chen wiped his hands, then took out his mobile phone, clicked on Weibo and planned to let Qi Zhusheng read it by himself: "I'm watching the surprise tonight..."

In the middle of speaking, Xia Chen suddenly stopped, and then he opened his eyes in disbelief.

Qi Zhusheng waited for a long time but couldn't wait for the next sentence, so he couldn't help but turned his head and said, "What's wrong?"