After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 137
Xie Yuan was taken down by Qi Chengye, and Song Mianmian cooked a bowl of hangover soup. She swore that she would never let this man drink alcohol again.

too frightening.

Qi Chengye was ordered to leave, but soon walked over dejectedly.

"Miss Song." There was gossip in his eyes, "A Yuan refuses to drink, maybe it will work only if you go and tell him."

What the hell is going on? !
Song Mianmian frowned, "I don't care about him."

Qi Chengye was leaning against the door at this moment, with only a handful of melon seeds in his hand, he said cheerfully, "But he is calling your name."

boom.

Song Mianmian threw the spatula into the pot, gave Qi Chengye a sideways look, and walked out from beside him.

Xie Yuan must have been led astray by Qi Chengye.

Qi Chengye touched his nose with an innocent face, always feeling a vague coolness behind his back.

He looked at Qi Yuyao, "Did Miss Song stare at me just now?"

Qi Yuyao nodded honestly, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be."

"Why is she staring at me? It's not the wine I let Ah Yuan drink."

Qi Yuyao ate another piece of crispy meat, and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, "What's wrong with staring at you? Sister Mianmian staring at you, that must be your problem."

Qi Chengye:? ? ?

This sister is really unacceptable.

Song Mianmian had already walked to Xie Yuan's room, and the hangover soup was placed on the table in the room. As soon as Xie Yuan saw her, he walked over.

It seems a bit haphazard, but the purpose is accurate.

"Why don't you drink hangover soup?" Song Mianmian asked.

Xie Yuan was forced to stop, and looked at her with aggrieved eyes, "Hot."

Song Mianmian walked in, touched the bowl to test the temperature, then picked it up and handed it to Xie Yuan, "It's not hot anymore."

"Oh."

Xie Yuan nodded, then squatted down...

He directly held the mouth of the bowl with his mouth. This gesture was clearly for Song Mianmian to feed her.

The blue veins on Song Mianmian's forehead twitched uncontrollably, but he still managed to let him drink the hangover soup slowly.

It's hard to serve.

"Okay, you can sleep for a while after drinking the hangover soup." Song Mianmian said again, at this moment, she was almost possessed by Zhu Yuzhi and forced to take care of the drunk Xie.

Song Mianmian managed to coax Xie Yuan well, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

I don't know if it was because Xie Yuan fell asleep, but Song Mianmian slowed down the progress of the hot pot that could be eaten soon.

She herself had never noticed such a subtle change.

Until the first lights come on.

There was a commotion outside.

Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival, which is a very grand festival. The whole city of Ying is brightly lit, making the sky even brighter.

It was supposed to be fun, but Xie Yuan hasn't gotten up yet.

Song Mianmian looked at the Qi family brothers and sisters who were looking forward to it, and said, "You guys go out and play."

Qi Yuyao really wanted to go, but she couldn't bear to part with Sister Mianmian, "Sister Mianmian won't go?" She tugged on Song Mianmian's sleeve like a small pendant.

It's just that the volume of this pendant is slightly larger.

Song Mianmian shook her head, "I won't go, A Yuan is still at home, and I happen to be preparing hot pot at home."

"Then I don't want to go either." Qi Yuyao hugged her arm, "I'll be at home with Sister Mianmian."

Song Mianmian's heart warmed up, "Go and have a look, it would be a pity if you don't."

Qi Yuyao wanted to speak, but seeing Qi Chengye winking at her, she followed out with some doubts.After a while, he quickly changed his mind, "Sister Mianmian, then my brother and I will go out to play first."

"I'll be back in a minute and tell you how much fun it is outside."

With that said, he left quickly.

Although this was what Song Mianmian meant, she still found Qi Yuyao's straightforwardness a bit strange.

It was clear that he was still reluctant to leave just now.

At the same time, Qingshan Village.

Song Le lay on the bed like a dead fish, letting Yang Wang do whatever he wanted to her.Now that the two are already married, she has no reason to refuse.

Yang Wang has rich experience, but these few days he has been tossing her.

It hurts all over the body.

That's fine.

The Yang family is so poor that it can be said that there are only four walls. At this moment, she can see the moon in the sky through the gap in the thatched cottage that was blown away by the wind.

As for Yang Wang, he even saved oil lamps.

For the past few days, their lives depended entirely on her mother's support, but because she insisted on marrying Yang Wang, her mother also complained to her.

She thought about what she heard a few days ago that Song Mianmian followed Xie Yuan to Yingcheng, and her jealousy became even worse.

Everyone's surname is Song, so why does Song Mianmian marry a man like Xie Yuan who loves food and drinks spicy food?And she can ration Yang Wang? !
There was strong resentment in her eyes.

She had to find a way to change, she didn't want to live with Yang Wang in this leaky thatched hut for the rest of her life, and she didn't want to endure the disgusting marks left on her body by a rotten person like Yang Wang.

Think about this.

Song Le stretched out his hand to push Yang Wang away, and lay down with his back to him.

Yang Wang stretched out his big hand and put it on her waist, with a satisfied face, but against the backdrop of the moonlight, his oily face looked a bit wretched.

"Lele, now you know I'm alright?"

He meant something and said meaningfully.

Song Le's hand was clenched into a fist, and she almost threw it back. After a pause, she said, "Brother Wang, I want to find a job."

Yang Wang frowned, "You are my woman, I will never let you go out and show your face."

Song Le almost died of anger!

Why don't you go out to show your face and starve to death with this useless man?

She had no choice but to turn around, draw circles on Yang Wang's chest with her slender fingers, and coquettishly said, "Brother Wang, I'm also doing it for the good of our family. Song Mianmian's Xie's restaurant has such a good business, so I can do it too." .”

Yang Wang's heart skipped a beat.

Grabbing her fidgeting hand, "Lele, tell me, do you know Song Mianmian's skills?"

After all, both of them are the same Song.

Song Le nodded shyly, "Of course, it's just... I don't have money to buy a shop."

Yang Wang thought of the endless stream of customers in Xie's restaurant every day, a gleam flashed in his squinted eyes, and he said firmly: "Leave this to me."

The corners of Song Le's lips curled up, and then she raised her eyes to show concern, "I heard that a shop costs 100 taels, Brother Wang, so much money..." She bit her lower lip lightly, "Are you also embarrassed?"

It's really difficult.

But being looked at by his woman with such adoring and anticipating eyes, it is difficult for Yang Wang to show any timidity at this time.

He straightened his chest and clapped his hands on it, "It's a piece of cake."

Song Le immediately showed her face, and kissed Yang Wang's cheek like a reward, "I know that Brother Wang is the best person in the world to Lele."

Yang Wang was very satisfied, thinking about where the money should come from.

Just where he couldn't see, Song Le, who was acting coquettish and obedient to him just now, now has deep-rooted hatred in his eyes.

She hated Song Mianmian for stealing her man.

I hate Xie Yuan for treating her like a dead man.

Also hated the man who ruined her.

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(End of this chapter)