Type Month; My Fiancée is Political

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Yuanliuyuan's home.

"Ok?"

Sitting upright in the room, Ying Ningwu looked at the book in her hand.

Suddenly raising her head, she looked at Yuanliuyuan who entered the door.

"When did you come back?" Yuan Liuyuan asked.

"Half an hour ago."

The hand holding the book loosened slightly, and after seeing Yuanliuyuan, Ying Ningwu's heart also relaxed a lot.

The anger in the courtroom in the morning vanished, but her expression remained the same.

I, Ying Ningwu, the first emperor, have no feelings for me!

"Then I'm going to cook first."

Looking at Ying Ningwu, who lowered her head to read, Yuan Liuyuan has become accustomed to his wife's coldness.

"By the way, your clothes have never been changed, do you need me to make two new ones for you?

Although black clothes look good, you should change them occasionally. "

Looking at Ying Ningwu, who has always been wearing a long black dress, although his wife looks good in this way, Yuan Liuyuan still wants to see her wearing other clothes.

For example, Lolita, Hanfu, dresses, and uniforms, similar to police, cats and so on.

"No, I only wear black clothes."

Shaking his head, Ying Ningwu refused.

"Okay, then I'm going to cook first."

Looking at his wife's amber eyes, Yuan Liuyuan didn't insist.

【Other clothes? 】

[Yao Xue, go and buy some fabrics for me. 】

Through the window, Ying Ningwu said to Ying Yaoxue through the communication device, looking at Yuanliuyuan, who was busy in the kitchen.

Chapter [-]. The first emperor can wash the dishes?

"what about the taste?"

On the dining table in the living room, looking at Ying Ningwu who was eating his own meal, Yuan Liuyuan liked his wife more and more.

Although the other party's temper is very cold, and there is a hint of domineering in the mystery, but it is unexpectedly in line with his personality.

Originally, he didn't believe in the so-called love at first sight. In his eyes, love was nothing but the secretion of the chemical dopamine.

However, after seeing Ying Ningwu, he fell.

Fortunately, the other party is the same as him, and then the two got married so inexplicably.

So much so that Yuanliuyuan sometimes wonders if he is dreaming.

"The taste is average."

Reflecting the sunlight outside the window, Ying Ningwu's face became more and more pale.

Golden eyes with black eyebrows, and a face so delicate that there is no human cognition, it can only be described as a beautiful country.

"what happened?"

Noticing that Yuan Liuyuan's eyes were always on him, Ying Ningwu thought something was wrong with him.

"There are grains of rice in the corner of your mouth, you."

Under the surprised eyes of the First Emperor, Yuan Liuyuan wiped the rice grains from the corner of her mouth with her index finger, and then swallowed it herself.

"Excessive!"

With a trembling of her hand, Ying Ningwu had no intention of being angry.

Some did not dare to look directly into Yuan Liuyuan's eyes, she lowered her head slightly and pulled her eyes away.

"what......"

With a smile, Yuan Liuyuan knew that the other party was shy.

Instead of continuing to chase after victory, he is enjoying the time now.

Ding Dong........

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Huh? Someone?"

I don't know anyone, and my wife Ying Ningwu doesn't have many friends. Yuanliuyuan doesn't know who will knock on the door at this time.

"Hello...is that you?"

It was still the black suit and the demon lotus cape in the morning, and the long black hair was simply tied into a ponytail, which further brought out the beauty of the beauty.

She put on some light makeup on her face, as if she had prepared something on purpose.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was enough to melt the ice, and with a little humility and reverence, Ying Yaoxue showed a taste called piety.

"Lord Ningwu, I have prepared what you ordered."

The voice was as nice as a lark, and the thing he was holding was the good cloth that Ying Ningwu had just ordered.

Halfway through the sentence, what Ying Yaoxue saw was Yuan Liuyuan's face.

"It's you!"

The smile on his face instantly became stiff, and he just wanted to quickly execute the first emperor's orders. Ying Yaoxue completely forgot the existence of Yuanliuyuan.

"You're here for... Ning Wu?"

Before, I was thinking that the existence of Ying Yaoxue was the official of Daqin who came to monitor him, but at this moment, I looked at the expression of the woman in front of him. Needless to say, the other party is probably his wife and maid.

Thinking of this, Yuan Liuyuan suddenly understood why someone paid attention to him, in the final analysis it was because of Ying Ningwu.

"I'm here to deliver something to Lord Ningwu."

Raising her brows, Ying Yaoxue instantly changed back to her glamorous appearance, but the embarrassed smile on her face reminded her that she had indeed lost her temper just now.

"Well, come in and sit."

Turning aside to open the door, Yuanliuyuan took the initiative to lead the way.

"Humph."

With a light snort, Ying Yaoxue looked at Yuanliuyuan with the same look at Paramecia.

"What about Lord Ningwu?"

Looking at the dining table in the living room that had almost eaten, Ying Yaoxue's eyes were full of hostility, almost turning into reality.

"Ning Wu is washing the dishes."

Outside the male protagonist, and the female protagonist inside, it stands to reason that most of the family life is like this, but it is different in Yuanliuyuan and Ying Ningwu.

One of them is the first emperor of the first emperor, and the other is a monster with an IQ of 320, who has reached the limit of human beings. The way they get along is very arbitrary.

For the first few meals, Yuanliuyuan not only cooks, but also washes the dishes, but Ying Ningwu has been in charge of the dishes since I don't know when.

so that...

"You said...Lord Ningwu, she's here to wash the dishes?"

The first emperor washed the dishes?Are you kidding me?

With this thought in mind, Ying Yaoxue felt for the first time that something was wrong with her ears.

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Ten fingers do not touch the water of Yangchun, now I will make soup for you.

This sentence, originally used to say that a woman who has never done any housework is willing to do laundry and cook for her beloved, tells the greatness of love to some extent.

But now, looking at Ying Ningwu in the kitchen wearing an apron and her fingers still tickling the dew, Ying Yaoxue felt that the blood all over her body had coagulated.

The first emperor....washing the dishes?

How could my political sister go to wash the dishes?This must be the man's conspiracy!

Looking at Yuan Liuyuan angrily, she wondered what the situation was.

"Look at what I do?

Ningwu is relatively slow to wash the dishes, so you should sit for a while. "

Signaling Ying Yaoxue to sit at will, Yuanliuyuan then went to help Shi Huang wash the dishes together.

"This... asshole...

How dare he let His Majesty wash the dishes! "

The veins of the fingers holding the cloth were exposed, Ying Yaoxue tried hard to calm down, then took a deep breath and sat down.

【what?This seat is so comfortable. 】

[I remember, this seems to be the man's position. 】

The setting of the small living room is very simple, and there are only a few chairs.

Apart from the simple chair which is clearly a guest, there are two chairs in total that stand out.

Among them, one is dark red, which is the chair that Ying Ningwu usually reads.

There is also a pure black reclining chair, which is the seat of Yuanliuyuan.

Well, that's where Ying Yaoxue is sitting now...