National Goddess: The First Spirit Chef in History

Chapter 292

Wen Qiao's eyebrows and eyes were curved with a smile, obviously liking this gift very much.

"I never thought about it, and you're already married to me, aren't you?"

Seeing her like this, Xie Zhen knew that he had given the right gift recently, but he still couldn't help but regret it in his heart. Although he prepared early, he gave this ring a bit late.

The construction period was too long, and there was nothing he could do about it. Besides, he had already been prepared to grind on with Wen Qiao, but he didn't expect his grandma to be so powerful, so she quickly cut through the mess and handed Wen Qiao into his hands.

The surprise came too fast, and it was too late for him to cherish it, but at the same time, he was a little caught off guard, always feeling that he didn't send the best to his wife.

When he first reunited with Wen Qiao.

It's not that he didn't have the idea of ​​failure, and there were times when he was uneasy. The only thing he was confident about was that he still had a lot of time. With such a long time, he could always grind Wen Qiao and see his sincerity, even if Wen Qiao was an ordinary person who couldn't practice. , He didn't want to let go, he even thought about searching for ghost cultivator's classics or something, just in case.

However, although Tiandao hates him very much, fate is on his side. Except that he was a little rough in his childhood and couldn't break his shell, he has been going smoothly since then, including finding a wife.

"Look how proud you are."

Wen Qiao laughed out loud, stretched out her hand to pinch Xie Zhen's face, raised her foot, and kissed Xie Zhen's lips lightly.

Xie Zhen was dissatisfied, and wanted to learn more about it after chasing him, but Wen Qiao pushed his head away.

"The big guys are waiting in the store, don't delay any longer."

Xie Zhen gritted his teeth, pinched Wen Qiao's ears and finally compromised, but secretly felt like a villain in his heart. Back then, he really shouldn't have taken in those guys with a soft heart, it was too bad.

But this is just a momentary exclamation. In fact, it is precisely because of the presence of these few that Xiaolou becomes popular. In just a few months, great changes have taken place around Xie Zhen. His temper has also improved a lot.

As a great demon, he has always been feared by people since he became famous. He has no friends, and his relatives dare not approach him. Most of the people who dare to approach him are not pure.

No one intends to always see other people showing terrified expressions towards themselves, and so does Xie Zhen. Life without Wen Qiao is depressing and dull. Apart from practicing, he is busy with various tasks so he won't feel it. Time is too short, life is too busy.

Although the little things that Wen Qiao took in were annoying and stupid, they were very lively.

Thinking about it this way, it's actually not bad. Besides, whoever makes his wife like it, let's keep it. Although it's a bit bad, it's not so unsightly that it must be thrown away.

After struggling for a few seconds, Xie Zhen stopped thinking about this problem. It was a rare reunion festival, and he wanted to spend it with his wife.

Although...he had never celebrated it before, and he didn't realize that the festival was meaningful, but now, his wife likes it, and that is the greatest meaning.

Thinking of the more than ten boxes of couriers from the capital that I received today, there are those from my grandfather, my father, and my second uncle... the couriers that take up almost half the room, covering everything, food, clothing, housing, transportation, etc. have.

The names of the direct descendants of the family are all included except for the family members of the big family.

Instead of staying at home, Xie Zhen experienced the warmth of the family, which made Xie Zhen feel a little complicated, but seeing his wife's happy look, he was soon relieved, and accompanied Wen Qiao happily torn down for a long time. express delivery.

Looking at the pile of gifts, this finally has a little festive atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)