What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 163 165. This is our fate
What the hell!

Xia Yuan frowned tightly.

These days, there are still people who take the initiative to flag and bite the toilet seat?
And still upside down! ?
It's over.

Now, should I buy a diamond ring for Ying Sitong or not?
If you buy it, your small eyes will gnaw on the toilet seat.

If you don't buy it, your proposal is incomplete.

Looking at Xia Yuan who was silent and had a strange expression, Ying Sitong snorted coldly, showing a mocking expression of "it really is".

Then silently picked up the phone, ignoring him.

After two seconds, Xia Yuan heard a snap.

The phone fell from her hand and hit her face hard.

Ying Sitong covered her face and groaned in pain...

Xia Yuan laughed out of joy, "I thought the blood race wouldn't be smashed in the face by the phone?"

"Huh." The little eyes gave him a hard look, "What do you know, I just don't want to grab it, I'm afraid that if I accidentally grab it too hard, it will be broken."

This is true.

"But..."

Xia Yuan put away his feet and crawled along the sofa to be on top of Ying Sitong.

The small eyes froze for a moment, looking at Xia Yuan's face that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the two people breathing very close to each other, the temperature of the whole person's face rose a little.

"What, what?"

The beautiful young woman of blood race asked weakly.

"Do you ever feel..."

Xia Yuan bent down and brought his mouth close to her ear.

The faces of the two people were almost pressed together.

Ying Sitong's heart pounded wildly, a red cloud flew up on his face, and even his eyes became blurred.

"What, what?"

The beautiful young woman of the blood race closed her eyes nervously.

I don't know why, it feels like going back to the period when two people first started dating, and they were still very jerky with each other.

Xia Yuan brushed her face lightly with his fingers and smiled.

"It hurts to be hit in the face?"

"what?"

Ying Sitong suddenly opened his eyes.

Xia Yuan smiled faintly, stepped off the sofa, and then sat back down.

"Xia Yuan!!!"

Ying Sitong was so angry that she jumped on the spot twice, kicking her two calves back and forth in the air.

"You hate spicy food so much!!"

……

Although the beautiful young woman of the blood race expresses her disbelief that he will buy a diamond ring and set a flag, Xia Yuan still cannot take it lightly.

He needs the perfect marriage proposal.

The premise is that Ying Sitong is completely unaware of his plan.

The matter of the diamond ring can't be too frequent and in-depth, but we have to find a way to get the circumference of Ying Sitong's ring finger.

What should we do in this situation?

Xia Yuan had a headache thinking about it.

What kind of situation would you ask someone to measure the thickness of your ring finger without arousing suspicion that the other party is going to buy you a ring?

I feel that it is more difficult for Ying Sitong to stand up her ring finger for him to measure than to ask her to hold up her middle finger.

……

The next day, Xia Yuan didn't have any roles, so Jiang Xiaoling went to the set to film. At noon, he and Ying Sitong were the only ones at home.

Xia Yuan entered the kitchen with thick dark circles under her eyes.

He thought hard last night, but he still couldn't think of any good way. It was too difficult to get Ying Sitong to cooperate with him and not to be suspicious.

Xia Yuan picked up the thawed meat and began to cut it on the cutting board.

Hearing the sound of cutting vegetables from the kitchen, Ying Sitong perked up his ears curiously.

Since Jiang Xiaoling lived with them, Jiang Xiaoling basically cooked all the meals at home.

She hasn't seen Xia Yuan cook for a long time.

And today he is still so self-conscious, thinking of this, Ying Sitong couldn't help being a little moved, and his whole heart was in full bloom.

She sat on a computer chair, put her feet on the table, and held a lollipop in her mouth. While eating, she opened Zhihu and searched:

[What is it like to have a husband who is handsome and considerate, earns a lot of money and can do housework? 】

It's hard to get past a post.

The one with the most upvotes only wrote two words:
【dream! 】

Ying Sitong laughed happily.

Immediately after turning to the second article, there was a photo of Xiaochu Huang.

[Huang Xiaochu, a cook who was delayed by actors, was still very handsome before getting fat. He earns a lot of money and takes care of his family. ! 】

A bunch of comments below:

【Lemon, I'm sour】

[This is someone else's husband, my husband is completely the opposite. 】

[Such a man does not exist in reality, okay? 】

[Don't think about it, you can't be a woman like Huang Xiaochu's wife. 】

……

Ying Sitong rolled her eyes, silently compared Xia Yuan with Huang Xiaochu in her heart, and then nodded solemnly.

"Well, it's better for my family."

Xia Yuan is young again, looks much better than Xiaochu Huang when he was young, and has a good figure...

She has never eaten the food cooked by Huang Xiaochu, but she has eaten the food cooked by Xia Yuan.

and so--

It's better for Xia Yuan.

Just as the beautiful young woman of the blood race fell into narcissism and couldn't extricate herself, a low hum suddenly came from the kitchen.

At the same time, she smelled the smell of blood in the air.

Xiaoyan immediately stood up nervously wearing slippers.

Walking into the kitchen, Xia Yuan cut off his hand again.

Xia Yuan was rinsing with clean water while sucking his index finger.

Seeing Ying Sitong, he turned around in a daze.

"I didn't sleep well yesterday, so I wasn't particularly focused. I accidentally cut it. Fortunately, the wound wasn't...emmm..."

A tingling sensation came from the fingertips.

The beautiful young woman of the blood race lowered her head and sucked his wound.

"Don't waste it, ahem," the little eyes paused for a moment, and quickly said, "I love you so much."

Xia Yuan rolled his eyes and looked at this guy silently.

Distressed I still suck so happily?
However, when he looked down at Ying Sitong, an idea suddenly popped up in Xia Yuan's brain——

It doesn't seem to be impossible to measure the circumference of your fingers with your lips.

Xia Yuan's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Can I suck yours?"

"Hey?"

Ying Sitong stopped, raised her head, and looked at Xia Yuan suspiciously.

Her hazel pupils dilated, and she tilted her head in disbelief, as if hearing something incredible.

"is it okay?"

Xia Yuan took her hand in both hands, looking at her ring finger nervously and excitedly.

In order not to arouse Ying Sitong's suspicion, he planned to start with his index finger...

"Hey, it's disgusting!"

Ying Sitong retracted her hand and shivered.

"Xia Yuan, I really didn't expect you to have such a habit, and you're still a manipulator!"

The beautiful young woman of the blood race walked out of the kitchen with her arms folded and trembling.

"Fortunately, the wound is not deep. I'll find you a Band-Aid."

What the hell!

What is this called?
The goal was not achieved, and he was charged with a manual accusation.

"Hey," Xia Yuan chased after her, with a depressed expression on his face, "isn't that fair? Why can't I suck you if you can suck me?"

I only heard Ying Sitong's voice floating out of the bedroom——

"Wait until you really become a blood race."

……

Since Ying Sitong couldn't measure her fingers when she was awake, it can only be considered when she is unconscious.

At night, while Ying Sitong was asleep, Xia Yuan secretly reached out to pull out Ying Sitong's ring finger.

Who knew that as soon as his fingers touched, Ying Sitong immediately grabbed him.

"Hmm...Xia Yuan, your taste is really good..."

Small eyes intertwined with his fingers while talking in sleep, and then wrapped his arms in his arms as usual when sleeping.

Immediately after a leg pressed up, Xia Yuan secretly cried out inwardly.

In this case, he has no chance to measure at all.

Xia Yuan lay peacefully on the bed, stared at the ceiling motionlessly, and sighed silently.

……

When filming the next day, Xia Yuan had two thick dark circles under his eyes.

As soon as he went to the set, the makeup teacher laughed when he saw his appearance.

"Hehe, today's makeup is unnecessary, it's all natural."

"What the hell?"

Xia Yuan squinted at her.

Chief director Su Qin came over with a cup of coffee, and looked at Xia Yuan with admiring eyes.

"You are in good shape. You are the most dedicated actor I have ever seen"

It was at this time that Xia Yuan suddenly remembered that today's scene seems to be a secret room cracking.

Detective Charlotte took a murder case in a secret room halfway, but he couldn't find a clue. He was so anxious that he didn't sleep for two days, and he also had very heavy dark circles on his face. He was in a nervous state.

The current Xia Yuan perfectly meets the requirements of this scene, even more than that.

He could not help but smile twice.

What should I say?
"Sister Qin, I really didn't mean it, I was thinking about other issues."

"Okay, I get it, keep it up, and forget the words in a while!"

Su Qin hurriedly left here, ready to start filming.

At the end of a scene, Xia Yuan performed very well.

Su Qin and Duan Qian were full of praise for him, and felt that this guy's acting skills had made a qualitative leap, and he had reached a state of natural and perfect integration.

The murder case in the secret room was finally solved by Charlotte:

This homicide was not a homicide, but a suicide disguised as a homicide.

One of the most critical strings used to trigger the mechanism outside the door was swallowed by the deceased, so it could not be found anywhere.

When this photo was taken, Xia Yuan was holding a thread with gastric juice residue in his hand, and a bright light suddenly flashed in his brain.

"I understand! I understand!"

He jumped up happily, ran to the director and hugged Su Qin, and then hugged Duan Qian next to him.

A group of people looked at him with eyes that had seen a ghost.

Su Qin turned her head silently, and exchanged glances with Duan Qian, "Oh my god, this is too deep into the drama, are you going crazy?!"

Duan Qian curled her lips, signaling to Su Qin that this was not her fault.

……

After returning home at night, after washing, Xia Yuan got into bed.

When Ying Sitong also came in, Xia Yuan pretended to be mysterious and said to her, "I have a gift for you."

"Ok?"

Ying Sitong looked at him silently.

A little strange, more happy.

Xia Yuan rarely gave her gifts.

But thinking of what happened in the past two days, the beautiful young woman of the blood race felt a little bit in her heart.

Could it really be a diamond ring? !
"Xia Yuan, in order to make me stand upside down and bite the toilet seat, what are you doing?"

However, when she saw what Xia Yuan took out, a hint of disappointment suddenly flashed in her eyes——

That's not a diamond ring.

It's a red string.

Xia Yuan lifted it up and looked into Ying Sitong's eyes, "Do you know what this is?"

"I know this."

Ying Sitong nodded, "This is the two-foot red-headed rope that Yang Bailao bought for Xi'er."

"..."

Xia Yuan was almost hurt internally by anger.

"This is not Xi'er's red headband, this is Yuelao's red string."

He laughed, wrapped it around his ring finger, and handed the other end to Ying Sitong.

"I hope our fate is like this red thread entwined and never separated."

"Xia Yuan..."

Ying Sitong was stunned, the regret just now was swept away, on the contrary, she was still a little moved.

The beautiful young woman of the blood race pursed her lips, her eyes filled with tears.

Xia Yuan watched Ying Sitong silently take the red thread in his hand and wrap it around her ring finger, suddenly a big stone fell to the ground in her heart.

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