After agreeing to get married, I became popular with live broadcast of food

Chapter 99 Massage
Chen Yiqian was like a kid who had just entered the first grade, holding a water glass and standing obediently indoors, watching Shen Yao unable to speak a word.

A blush suddenly appeared on his face, it was true that he went too far last night, it is understandable for Shen Yao to be angry.

He suddenly wondered whether the wedding preparations should also be on the agenda, he and Shen Yao even did the most intimate things, but the wedding was still missing.

In the short moment when the two were silent at the same time, Chen Yiqian thought about the future life of making sauces from the wedding, and even planned the facilities and location of the children's room.

Children have poor resistance, so they must find a big company for furniture decoration. I don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl, so I can just make two children’s rooms, but will it be too tiring for Yaoyao to have two babies?

It doesn't matter, it's better to install two. When the baby gets tired of sleeping in one room, he can go to the next room to change the environment.

Shen Yao looked at Chen Yiqian with downcast eyes, who was seriously thinking hard, and couldn't help admiring him a little more.

No wonder Mr. Chen can achieve great things. Just after sleeping with his wife, he woke up thinking about the company again. If he doesn't make money, who will make money?
In view of the fact that he is working hard to make money, it is not impossible to forgive him.

Shen Yao silently lighted a few candles for Mr. Chen, wishing Mr. Chen would not be bald even if he was always worrying about it, wishing Mr. Chen could always make a lot of money, and bring her to become rich together.

"Does it still hurt?" Chen Yiqian coughed lightly and asked a little apologetically.

Shen Yao collapsed on the bed again, buried her face in the soft quilt, and a few words floated out from under the quilt: "A bit."

"How about I rub it for you?" Chen Yiqian walked to Shen Yao's side, and moved his hand to Shen Yao's waist.

Her waist was very thin, and Chen Yiqian's two palms could almost hold her waist. He pressed it gently with his fingers, and moved based on the basic impression of massage.

Just as Shen Yao wanted to stop him, she belatedly remembered that Chen Yiqian had already watched all the things he should and should not have seen last night, so there was no need to come up with such a thing.

A person as delicate as Chen Yiqian could misplace the medicine powder, Shen Yao never believed such a poor excuse from the very beginning.

Anyway, the two are already married, and they have agreed that their relationship will go further in the future. It's just a matter of time, and there is no need to make a fuss about this matter.

Shen Yao just woke up, her head was still dizzy, she simply closed her eyes and didn't think about it, enjoying the service of the person behind her with peace of mind.

"Yaoyao, someone sent you a message in the middle of the night last night. I was afraid there was something urgent, so I just took a look. Would you be angry?" Chen Yiqian asked softly while continuing to move his hands.

He won't do things like secretly peeping into other people's privacy. He always asks for the consent of others first, and then looks at it openly.

"Huh?" Shen Yao was being pressed comfortably by Chen Yiqian, her eyelids gradually drooped, and she was about to take another nap and go back to the cage, but she still couldn't relax after hearing his question.

"It's all right, just watch it." Shen Yao replied in a daze.

Chen Yiqian chuckled a few times, moved his finger up, and gently pressed Shen Yao's shoulder, restraining his strength deliberately, for fear of hurting Shen Yao again.

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"Mr. Shen, this is the contact information of all our suppliers." The secretary placed the arranged materials on the desk, and then stood aside, waiting for Shen Baicheng's instructions.

The current situation of the company is not optimistic. After hearing the news, many middle and high-level managers left their jobs one after another, preparing to find another way out, and even he became nervous.

Shen Baicheng sat on the office chair, looked at the documents in front of him and rubbed his temples. After standing still for a few minutes, he asked, "Are you ready for the gifts I want you to buy?"

"Okay, Mr. Shen, it's already in your trunk."

Shen Baicheng waved his hand to let the secretary go out, while he loosened the tie around his collar, lying on his back on the office chair and panting heavily.

The huge mental pressure in the past few days almost crushed his whole body, and hearing the woman crying when he returned home was even more annoying, so he could find a clean place by sitting in the office.

He sighed and caught sight of the call request that popped up on his phone.

A trace of disgust flashed across Shen Baicheng's face. After thinking about it, he didn't raise his hand and hung up directly. Instead, he let out a breath and connected the phone.

"Hey, what are you looking for me for?"

Hou Cuicui's voice came from the other end, her voice trembling slightly: "Have you received any strange photos recently, no, no, it's an envelope, or other information or something."

Shen Baicheng frowned, tapped the edge of the table lightly with his index finger, and replied impatiently: "No, what kind of moth did you make for me?"

"It's okay, I'm just calling to ask, don't worry about me, I've been a little irritable recently" Hou Cuicui explained incoherently, he couldn't figure out what happened.

"You have something to hide from me?" Shen Baicheng stopped tapping the table abruptly, and there was a bit of dissatisfaction in the question.

"No! Absolutely not!" Hou Cuicui's voice of denial suddenly rose eight degrees, which aroused even more suspicion in Shen Baicheng's heart, "I just called to tell you that you can go home early tonight, and I will cook it for you in the pot Drink the soup."

"You're crazy!"

Calling just to talk about the stew?Shen Baicheng cursed angrily, and hung up the phone directly, the suspicion in his heart flashed like a fish, but he couldn't catch a trace.

He lost interest in continuing to rest in the office, so he put the suit jacket covered by the armchair on his arms, and went out the door.

Today's apology is not good, he has spent half of his life in his hands.

After a few minutes, Shen Baicheng looked at the small villa standing in front of him, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face.

He took out the prepared gift from the trunk, squeezed a smile on his face, and rang the doorbell in front of him.

Shen Baicheng stood outside the house. After a long time, no one answered, only the busy figure of the aunt in the yard.

Could it be that no one heard?

He rang the doorbell again in disbelief, and the aunt in the yard took a look at him from a distance, and then continued with the movement of his hands, without giving him an extra look.

Seeing this, Shen Baicheng didn't understand anything.

This made it clear that he wanted to give him a bad start, and even the aunt who worked at home specifically told him not to open the door for him.

Shen Baicheng smiled wryly, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the master.

【Hello, I'm Shen Baicheng. My wife offended your daughter at the banquet a few days ago. Today I specially brought a gift to come to apologize. When you are free, you can come to the gate to find me. 】

After sending the message, no one responded to him, only the long paragraph he sent left alone in the chat box.

The last trace of luck in Shen Baicheng's heart was completely shattered, and he honestly stood outside the door carrying a box of gifts.

(End of this chapter)