After covering the object, Hei Muguang and Hong Butian squeezed me, looking tangled and panicked.

Before coming out, the two of them patted their chests and swore to their daughter-in-law, saying that they would never drink today and would do their best to take care of their wives and children, but the result is...

Hei Muguang and Hong Butian couldn't help but sigh heavily, with helpless expressions.

Then, there is no way. It was Jiu's move first, and the other party appeared in their sight first!

And the other party has done so much and has done this to such an extent, how could they not show any action?

After all, I have come here. It’s the New Year, and the child is still young, cough cough...

Just, well, take a small taste...

Oh, yes... taste! taste!

Unexpectedly...

"well!"

Hei Muguang and Hong Xiaochen lowered their heads and sighed heavily, with heavy expressions as if they had encountered the biggest hurdle in life.

"What's wrong, husband?"

A hand gently put on Heimuguang's shoulder.

"I looked depressed and looked like I was in a bad mood. Is there anything I was worried about?"

"Ah...this!"

Hei Muguang's body suddenly stiffened, the sound was.

He looked at the direction where Qing Yiyi and others were, and found that there were only Heiyang Hongli and Xiaohuo's family of three left.

The two women in the family quietly left their sight.

As for where the other party is now, I don’t need to say much.

"Yi, Yiyi..."

Hei Muguang's voice was filled with tremolo.

"Yeah, husband, it's me."

Qing Yiyi seemed to be still smiling, looking in a good mood.

"What's wrong? Can't even recognize me?"

"What, how is it possible, hahaha..."

Hei Muguang laughed twice, his scalp numb.

"I just didn't react suddenly, thinking about who's voice sounds so nice.

As a result, I accidentally got distracted, hahaha..."

"Hey, that's it?"

Qing Yiyi smiled and said, "Twisting her body and looking at me, wouldn't you know who I am?"

"Ah, I, I..."

Hei Muguang's body stiffened, and he wanted to say something but couldn't speak.

Although Qing Yiyi was laughing at this time, Hei Muguang could hear the terrifying storm hidden under the calm water.

Hei Muguang knows the other party very well!

The more Qing Yiyi is like this, the more angry she is.

"That, Yiyi, I..."

What else does He Muguang want to struggle?

"Um?"

Qing Yiyi raised her eyebrows.

"What's wrong, husband, do you have anything to say?"

"I……"

Hei Muguang's words were stuck in his throat again, and the courage accumulated was shattered by the other party's nasal tone.

If this continues, he and Brother Hong Xiaochen will definitely be ruined!

Hum? Wait, where is Brother Hong Xiaochen?

How did the other party deal with it?

A little surprise appeared in Hei Muguang's eyes, and his eyes subconsciously turned to the side.

I believe that as long as I learn Brother Xiaochen’s usual response methods, I will definitely be able to get through it, right?

After all, the other party has a lot more experience in this kind of thing...

Hei Muguang's thoughts came to an abrupt end after seeing Hong Xiaochen beside him.

"Wrong, Yuying, don't be angry, okay..."

Hong Xiaochen's forehead was covered with sweat, and he apologized to Lan Yuying with a flattering look on his face.

"All mistakes are my faults. As long as Yuying, you can forgive me, I..."

"Um……"

Lan Yuying turned her head and glanced at Hong Xiaochen, then turned her head away with a small temper.

"snort!"

"Ah..."

Hong Xiaochen was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. The man had the urge to cry out. He subconsciously turned his eyes to his good brothers, hoping to get help from the other party.

So, the eyes of hope cast by the two pairs of eyes meet in the air.

Then, seeing the other person's appearance at this moment, the corners of their mouths twitched and turned their heads away.

Sorry, I’m not familiar with it, how could anyone not even coax my wife?

Hei Muguang sighed in his heart. He is so stupid, really.

He actually put his hope on Brother Xiaochen, and it seemed that he was really drunk.

"Ha, huh..."

Hei Muguang took a deep breath, turned his head suddenly, and hugged Qing Yiyi behind him with a sad look on his face.

"Yiyi, I was wrong, forgive me!"

As he said that, Hei Muguang was about to hug Qing Yiyi.

Not much, just hold it over and put it in her arms, what else can't be solved between the couple!

A hint of compassion flashed in Hei Muguang's eyes. It seems that in this regard, he is much more talented than Brother Xiaochen. Sincerity is the most powerful weapon. His love for his wife is heaven and earth...

"bass!"

A kitchen knife suddenly pressed against Hei Muguang.

Hei Muguang: "?!!!!"

Hei Muguang's movements froze and his smile froze.

"Yi, Yiyi..."

"Haha, what are you doing? Hei Muguang?"

Qing Yiyi held the kitchen knife in her hand and looked at her funny and angry husband with a sneer. She also wanted to use her usual tricks to deal with her, right?

Today she and Yu Ying made up their minds to teach these two men a lesson.

The New Year is coming soon, everyone is very busy and has a lot of things, so it's better to be more at ease, otherwise...

"Otherwise, if you look good, do you know if you know!"

Qing Yiyi's kitchen knife was pressed against Hei Muguang's face on the side, and said with a faint look.

"Ah, I know, I know, I must remember what Yiyi said in my heart!"

Sweat beads fell on Hei Muguang's forehead.

"That Yiyi, where did we suddenly create this big kitchen knife? It's so scary!

I haven't gone out to start buying things yet, so why is it too inconvenient to carry this on my body..."

"uh-huh?"

Qing Yiyi raised her eyebrows, reached out to shake the storage bag in front of Hei Muguang's eyes, and looked at the other party with disgust, as if she was embarrassed that the other party had never seen the world.

"Ah..."

Hei Muguang's eyes twitched, and he had nothing to say. He lowered his head obediently and let his wife teach him a lesson.

This scene actually made He Muguang feel a sense of familiarity that had been missing for a long time in his heart.
To be continued...