Zhang Robot Xiuyuan responded as usual, then realized he had been tricked. He turned around and met his wife's beautiful, cunning eyes.
Zhang Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and his cold eyes were filled with doting and helplessness.
The next second, the woman's bright and beautiful facial features gradually enlarged in front of his eyes, and then his lips felt soft and warm.
Looking at the boy's silly, cute appearance, the light in Zhao Chuchu's eyes brightened a little.
It was a long time before the kiss ended.
"My dear husband, you are so cute. I love you so much." Zhao Chuchu expressed her love unscrupulously, with a passion like the scorching sun in winter.
Warmth dispels the cold without getting burned.
Zhang Xiuyuan blushed and murmured softly.
"My dear husband, what did you say?" He spoke too softly, Zhao Chuchu couldn't hear clearly, and asked hurriedly.
Zhang Xiuyuan shook his head and said nothing else.
Zhao Chuchu didn't pursue the matter further and kissed him on the cheek again, making a "bo" sound.
"I know even if you don't say it. You must be saying that you love me very much too."
There was a hint of surprise in Zhang Xiuyuan's eyes, and his cold eyebrows and eyes were filled with a smile that could not be dispelled.
The next second, he stood up and took the woman's hand and walked towards the bed.
"Brother Yuan, what are you going to do?"
Zhang Xiuyuan pulled her to sit down beside the bed, reached out and gently stroked her hair, and said meaningfully: "Since my wife said I love you, I, as her husband, must do something to love her."
Zhao Chuchu:?
Zhao Chuchu was stunned for a moment, then reacted and her pupils suddenly widened.
She exclaimed: "Brother Yuan, you have become bad."
"You've become bad." Zhang Xiuyuan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled, and he seemed a little aggrieved.
Zhao Chuchu thought that what she had just said had made him sad, and hurriedly tried to comfort him.
The young man looked up and said, "Didn't my wife always say that once the goods are sold, they cannot be returned?"
He moved closer to the girl and held her against his broad chest: "Since I have married the wife, I can only be your husband."
After saying that, he leaned over and pushed Zhao Chuchu down on the bed.
Before Zhao Chuchu fell, she clearly saw the cunning in the boy's eyes.
Ahhh, give me back my cute little puppy and drag away this black-hearted little wolfhound.
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Regarding the competition, Zhao Chuchu later met Zhang Tian, whose attitude had changed but was still awkward, and hoped that she could help.
The poems and couplets she wrote that day can be circulated, but don't say she was the author.
Zhang Tian was a little surprised. After all, whether it was a poem or a couplet, spreading it would be of great benefit to Zhao Chuchu. If it were someone else, they would wish someone could spread it for them.
Zhang Tian wanted to ask the reason, but then she decided not to. However, she started to think more highly of Zhao Chuchu.
How many people can be unaffected by worldly fame, wealth and power?
How can we not admire such a person?
If Zhao Chuchu knew what she was thinking, she would just say: Little sister, you think too much. In life, who doesn’t want fame, fortune and power? Just like in modern times, who doesn’t like Chairman Mao? But some moral bottom lines still need to be adhered to.
The culture of our ancestors can be passed on, but there is no need to plagiarize it and write your own name on it.
Zhang Tian did not refuse.
Zhang Tian seemed to have a strong background and got things done quickly.
The three poems and three couplets quickly spread and sparked heated discussions.
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