Tsundere Queen Takes Home

Fang Zhengyang didn't think much about it, so he opened his mouth.

Qiao Xi'er picked up a chopstick of noodles, licked her pink lips and blew it, and then put it into Fang Zhengyang's mouth.

"Well, the taste is not bad." Fang Zhengyang nodded.

"That is, after watching you cook for so long, don't I gain anything?" Qiao Xi'er said proudly.

Fang Zhengyang smiled, took a few bites, and then said, "Okay, Xi'er, I'm full, come on, let me keep busy."

"Eat more."

"Really full."

"Eat some more."

"Don't eat a single one."

"Hmph, don't say I don't let you eat, don't care if you're hungry."

"Haha, I'm starving, so I wouldn't let you care." Fang Zhengyang said with a smile.

"What did you say?" Qiao Xi'er stared at Fang Zhengyang, her face changed suddenly, "You are starving, so don't let me care? Am I still your sister?"

"Cough, I was wrong, let you take care of it, okay?" Fang Zhengyang said helplessly.

A bright smile appeared on Qiao Xi'er's face.

Holding the bowl, she turned around and ate directly.

Fang Zhengyang was stunned watching from the side, "That, Xi'er, that's the leftovers I ate, what about you..."

While eating, Qiao Xi'er glared at Fang Zhengyang, "What's wrong with the leftovers? Do you want me to throw them away? Hey, Fang Zhengyang, who knows the truth that every meal on the plate is hard work, do you understand?"

Fang Zhengyang gave a wry smile, stopped arguing with Qiao Xi'er, lowered his head and got busy.

In the evening, Qiao Xi'er fed Fang Zhengyang food again, and then continued to work. At four o'clock in the morning, Fang Zhengyang finally completed the two carvings.

When she heard the sound of carving finally stopped, she stubbornly lay on the table next to her, and Qiao Xi'er, who had to accompany Fang Zhengyang, suddenly opened her eyes. When she saw the lifelike dragon and phoenix, she was shocked. He exclaimed, "Wow, it's so expressive."

Fang Zhengyang stretched his back and said tiredly, "Okay, I'll take a rest. You can contact the customer for delivery tomorrow."

Fang Zhengyang said, turned around and left.

"Hey, don't go." Qiao Xi'er reached out and held Fang Zhengyang.

"What am I going to do, I'm sleepy." Fang Zhengyang said with red eyes.

"Wait a little longer, brother, such a good piece of art has to be put on our Douyin." Qiao Xi'er said with a smile.

"Then let it go, I'm really sleepy." Fang Zhengyang said, walking towards the sofa again.

"Don't go, this Douyin needs us to shoot together, wait a moment." Qiao Xi'er said, and ran back to the bedroom. When time was short, she ran out again.

Seeing Qiao Xi'er's appearance, Fang Zhengyang was stunned.

Qiao Xi'er was wearing a phoenix crown, wearing a bright red costume, with her stunning pretty face, just like walking out of the painting.

"Xi'er, do you want to sing or what?" Fang Zhengyang looked at Qiao Xi'er and asked.

"I just want to sing, here's your clothes. Hurry up and put them on." Qiao Xi'er handed a suit to Fang Zhengyang.

Fang Zhengyang opened it and was stunned.

A scholar's crown and a blue robe, this is what modern people wear.

"Qiao Xi'er, what are you doing, do you want to do time-travel?" Fang Zhengyang said, dumbfounded.

Qiao Xi'er giggled, "This ancient costume, just matched with the dragon and phoenix, must be very effective. Hurry up and put it on, I'm going to shoot Douyin."

After Qiao Xier finished speaking, she turned and ran away.

Fang Zhengyang shook his head helplessly, returned to the bedroom, and put on the ancient costume.

When he came out of the bedroom, Qiao Xi'er clapped her hands and said, "It really has the elegance of a scholar in ancient times, okay, come here."

Qiao Xi'er pulled Fang Zhengyang to the front of the table.

On the table, there are the dragon and phoenix that have just been carved, and in front of the table, there are two stools.

"Okay, you sit on the dragon's side, and I'll sit on the phoenix's side." Qiao Xi'er pressed Fang Zhengyang on the stool, then sat next to him, reached out and took out a red hijab, covering her head On, he said shyly, "Brother, now you start to lift my red hijab."

Look at what Qiao Xi'er did, no matter how stupid Fang Zhengyang is, he understands that this is clearly acting as a husband and wife!

Thinking of this, Fang Zhengyang stood up directly, looked at Qiao Xi'er, and said seriously, "Xi'er, it's over, how can we do this?"

Qiao Xi'er took off the red hijab, glared at Fang Zhengyang and said, "What's the matter? We're shooting Douyin, and we're acting, do you understand?"

"However, this play is too much!" Fang Zhengyang said helplessly.

Qiao Xier's big cut water eyes stared at Fang Zhengyang, "What happened? As long as your heart is open, there will be nothing, unless your heart is dirty."

"My heart is dirty?" Fang Zhengyang was stunned.

"It's you who are filthy. How many people act as husband and wife in movies and TV series. Are they really husband and wife? Come here quickly." Qiao Xier said sternly.

"I..." Fang Zhengyang hesitated.

"What, do you still want to go to the construction site to move bricks?" Qiao Xi'er threatened directly.

Fang Zhengyang was finally overwhelmed, and helplessly sat beside Qiao Xi'er.

"Okay, let's start lifting the hood."

"By the way, you have to lift it slowly and look at me affectionately. Do you know what affection is?"

"No, I'm afraid of being misunderstood."

"What misunderstanding, we just want to achieve the effect that we are husband and wife, hurry up, come again, by the way, to have the feeling that in your eyes, I am the whole world, pay attention to the eyes, what kind of eyes do you have, it is clearly a mouse, come again..."

At the end, Fang Zhengyang was exhausted from being tortured, and Qiao Xier barely let Fang Zhengyang go.

Seeing Fang Zhengyang go to sleep, Qiao Xi'er smiled slyly, took her mobile phone, edited and dubbed it, and uploaded it directly to Douyin.

...

Yang Xinyan has been suffering from insomnia these days. It was almost dawn, and she hadn't fallen asleep yet. She picked up her phone and opened Fang Zhengyang's Douyin account.

She immediately saw a Douyin that was just uploaded.

In the room, red candles were lit, and two people were sitting face to face. Behind them, there was a sculpted dragon and a phoenix.

Accompanied by the deep music of Liang Zhu, Fang Zhengyang, who was wearing ancient costume, slowly lifted the hijab of Qiao Xi'er, who was Feng Guanxia, ​​and then looked at her affectionately.

Qiao Xi'er also looked at Fang Zhengyang affectionately, with endless happiness and endless shyness in her eyes.

That is clearly the rhythm of the dragon and the phoenix being sent to the bridal chamber!

...

Yang Xinyan threw the phone away.

...

At dawn, Yang Xinyan dressed Meng Yao.

Meng Yao looked at Yang Xinyan's red eyes and asked immaturely, "Mom, why are your eyes so red, didn't you sleep last night?"

"Little boy, how can there be so many problems, wash your face quickly, I will send you to school." Yang Xinyan said with a very ugly face.

After Meng Yao finished washing her face, she turned to look at Yang Xinyan, and said pitifully, "Mom, I miss Dad. After school today, you can take me to play with Dad, okay?"

When Yang Xinyan heard this, her pretty face turned gloomy.