After Zhang Qianying entered the house, she did not pay attention to Wang Siyu and Zhao Fan, but walked straight to the front of her bag. Her hands churned in it, throwing out all the camera, tape measure, books and magazines. Finally, she finally took out the maid's root sculpture from her bag, held it in her hand and fiddled with it for a long time. She looked like she couldn't let it go. She snorted in her nose, glared at Wang Siyu again, and then walked out happily with a few dirty clothes. The sound of closing the door was particularly loud when she went out. Wang Siyu knew that her anger had not yet subsided.

Zhao Fan was stunned by the side, and stretched out his thumb and praised: "Brother, you are still awesome. You can get such a decent thing in that broken valley."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly: "I picked it up by chance, and I'm not lucky to go out this time."

Zhao Fan closed his eyes, shook his head and said, "Root carving is about seven parts natural and three parts carving. Although the one you made is exquisite, it is a pity to lose it."

Wang Siyu smiled, "I just looked quite similar, so I processed it again. It was the first time I fiddled with this thing, but I didn't know that there were so many things to pay attention to."

Zhao Fan patted Wang Siyu on the shoulder and said, "Don't make your sister-in-law angry in the future. She has complained to me. Look, the anger has not subsided yet. How many days have passed."

Wang Siyu was shocked, his heart thumped, and the cold sweat almost flowed out, but his face remained calm and he asked tentatively: "How did my sister-in-law complain?"

"You, be careful next time, don't get her clothes dirty. They are all her treasures." Zhao Fan paused after saying that, and continued, "You have to pay attention. I have never seen your sister-in-law get so angry. She can tell me to tell you that if we commit another crime, our two families will break up."

After hearing him, Wang Siyu knew that the matter had indeed touched Zhang Qianying's bottom line, and it also proved that she did not have her own person in her heart. The purpose of her doing this was to give herself a serious warning to her, meaning that if she dared to cross the line again, she would turn against her. If she told Zhao Fan how she dirtyed her clothes and what clothes were dirty, then he and Zhao Fan might have a war today, and there would be no way to fight back such a war.

But today she was able to come to get gifts, which meant that she cherished the friendship between the two and was hinting that she should not destroy it easily.

Wang Siyu felt a little headache, so he went into the bathroom. Without hot water, he directly took a shower with cold water. After coming out, his lips were frozen to purple, and he was wrapped in a quilt and shivered. It took him a while to recover.

More than an hour later, Zhao Fan came over and knocked on the door and said Yali was here too. You came over quickly. Wang Siyu put on his clothes and entered the opposite door. Seeing that Zhao Fan had tied his apron and started washing rice and picking vegetables in the kitchen. When Huang Yali saw Wang Siyu coming over, she stopped talking to Zhang Qianying, but shouted: "Does Zhao Fan need help?"

Zhao Fan said: "No need." But Huang Yali had already taken off her coat and walked in, picked up a two-pound carp, put it on the chopping board, and took a kitchen knife to scrape the fish scales.

"Oh! The technique is quite neat." Zhao Fan stood beside him and looked for a while, feeling that Huang Yali's knife skills were really amazing, so he couldn't help but praise him.

Huang Yali put the fish in the water and rinsed it with a few cuts on the fish's body, sprinkled with seasonings, then glanced at Zhao Fan and said lightly: "The kitchen work is not done by you guys."

"That's not necessarily the good chefs in the restaurant are all mankind. Should we talk about it? Let's divide up the upper and lower parts in the kitchen?" Zhao Fan couldn't help teasing when he saw that Wang Siyu was the only one in the kitchen.

"Just compete, whoever is afraid of whom!" Huang Yali's answer couldn't help but make him excited, but Zhao Fan didn't dare to be arrogant at home, so he smiled and helped by the side. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Huang Yali's waist and hips from time to time.

Wang Siyu was puzzled. Zhang Qianying asked him to come over to play chess, but she hid in the bedroom and couldn't come out. She couldn't figure out what she meant.

After walking around the room, he sat on the side of the coffee table and saw that the chessboard had been arranged and a book was placed on the coffee table. He picked it up and saw that the title of the book was "The Skill of Rejection". Wang Siyu suddenly realized that this so-called chess game was just a cover. Zhang Qianying was still worried and was taking the opportunity to hit him.

He opened the title page of the book and found a line of beautiful small characters. He had read the content. It was a poem that was widely circulated on the Internet and was also written to refuse courtship:

"Our world, after all, is not just love. In the long steps of time, we have more attachment to the water and mountain light. There is only one red rose, burning the only mood in this life. More often, air and water are gifts, allowing us to enjoy life and it is more appropriate for us to be friends."

Wang Siyu couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw it. It seemed that Zhang Qianying had indeed put in effort to reject herself and not let herself be hurt. But the more she did this, the more Wang Siyu felt that the game was interesting and couldn't help but want to play with fire again. After thinking about it, she picked up the pen, turned the book to the last page, and mentioned half of Song Ci on it:

"There are darkness on the sand and the bird pond, the clouds break through the moon and the flowers make shadows. The curtains cover the lights, and the wind is uncertain. People are quiet at the beginning. The red path should be filled with the sunset tomorrow."

After thinking about it, he made a wavy line under the "Shadow" and "The path of tomorrow will be full of red to the point of the red sun", and mentioned the signature of "Three Shadow Doctor" at the end of the poem, and then put the book upside down.

After doing this, Wang Siyu coughed, then turned to the kitchen door to stand. Sure enough, the bedroom door opened, and Zhang Qianying walked out of it. She sat on the edge of the coffee table. Seeing that the book had been turned on, she knew that Wang Siyu had read it. He opened the book directly and saw the half of the Song Dynasty poem written by Wang Siyu. When he saw the 'shadow' and 'the path was red to the sunset tomorrow', his face turned red, and he spat and said softly: "Vague!"

The word "shadow" is of course an irrelevant to her name, and the word "shadow" is even more self-evident. As for "The sun sets in the red and the path should be full of the path" is a sentence that Zhao Fan often mentions, and Zhang Qianying is already familiar with it. According to Zhao Fan's words, the poet who wrote this poem definitely has a complex of broken places. Falling red means that a woman breaks her body, and the path should be full of no explanation.

Zhang Qianying knew that this half of the song poem was the answer Wang Siyu gave her, but he still refused to give up, and even more nakedly implying a strong possessive desire for his body. Zhang Qianying sighed and used a wavy line to mark the whole poem underneath. Thinking about it, I still feel uneasy. If Zhao Fan saw that this poem was from Wang Siyu, he would still be suspicious, so he simply tore off the last page, kneaded it into a ball in his hand, and threw it into a wastebasket.

Wang Siyu stood at the kitchen door and began to admire Zhao Fan. This guy was indeed a love saint. He saw that while accusing Huang Yali of being unprofessional in cooking, he put it behind her and taught her by words. He helped her with the big spoon with his left hand and held her wrist with his right hand. His hands kept shaking. As the big spoon flew up and down, Zhao Fan had eaten enough tofu and did not show any traces. Huang Yali seemed to have no intention of being aware of it, and asked humbly from time to time: "Is that true?"

Wang Siyu could see clearly from the side. Zhao Fan was like a martial arts master, with his hands, elbows, shoulders, chests and knees in battle, constantly attacking fixed-point attacks on various parts of Huang Yali's body. Even his eyes and nose were not idle, his eyes fell into the ditch and could not crawl out. His nose sniffed around Huang Yali's neck, but the expression on his face was so serious. Anyone who saw it thought he was a gentleman who was teaching seriously, and he was a real TMD talent.

"Xiao Yu! Come and play checkers."

Hearing Zhang Qianying's call, Wang Siyu quickly turned around and returned. After sitting down, he observed Zhang Qianying's face from the corner of his eyes. But he couldn't see anything from his expression. The book on the coffee table was gone, and it was obviously taken away by her, but she didn't know if she had seen what she wrote.

"I'll go first, ladies are the first." Zhang Qianying came up and took the lead and took a step forward.

"Men should take the initiative, it is better for me to leave first." Wang Siyu felt that he should be more aggressive so that he could defeat her defense line, so he put the chess piece that Zhang Qianying jumped out and took the lead in getting a piece.

Zhang Qianying frowned, not showing any weakness, held the shoulders with both hands and said, "Xiaoyu, you should be able to understand the principle of being a guest as you please. This is in my house, and I have the final say in everything."

"The master must be kind and being at home is what the master should work hard to do." Wang Siyu was also determined to fight to the end.

In the end, the two had to decide to use stone scissors to guess first. As a result, Zhang Qianying was more skilled and proudly took the chess piece and rotated three times above Wang Siyu's head before falling forward lightly.

After playing the two for a while, Wang Siyu felt that the checkers were playing strange today. Wang Siyu should have lost at this time in the past. Zhang Qianying's checkers have always been very good, but today it seems that she deliberately left the last one and refused to come out of the camp. Wang Siyu couldn't figure out what she was doing. Should she deliberately admit defeat?

"Sister-in-law, since you deliberately let the water go, I'm going to go in!" Wang Siyu smiled and said, "I want to see how you can defend this time."

After saying that, he saw Zhang Qianying's two jade legs spread apart very wide, so he deliberately took a big step forward and penetrated it straight, put it between her legs, which was very aggressive.

"Sister-in-law's defense is a solid wall. Don't waste your energy in vain. You can't get in." Zhang Qianying raised her slender right leg as if nothing had happened, gently put it on her left leg, moved it with her left hand, swaying back and forth, looking leisurely and contented.

"Then let's try it!" Wang Siyu stopped talking and focused on playing chess. Finally, he walked all the pieces to Zhang Qianying's camp, surrounded her pink pieces, and could not jump out.

"Sister-in-law, you lost." Wang Siyu looked at her with his arms held her arms, but saw Zhang Qianying turning her head to look at the kitchen, then pointed to the trapped chess piece with her finger and whispered: "A woman can only hold a man in her heart. This chess piece is your brother Zhao. With him in my heart, you will never get in. No matter how far life goes, no matter what changes happen in the future, I will not let him leave. Xiaoyu, you should go find someone else. Sister-in-law is not the kind of person you imagined."

Wang Siyu was stunned and dazed when he saw Zhang Qianying folding her two pink and slender hands together and shouting loudly: "Husband! Come on!"

Zhao Fan hurriedly ran out of the kitchen and lowered his head and asked, "My wife, what are the instructions?"

"Husband, Xiaoyu is so bullying, look!" Zhang Qianying said coquettishly, then pointed her finger at the chess piece surrounded by it, but her eyes blinked at Wang Siyu cunningly, and her lips raised slightly like a demonstration.

When Zhao Fan saw this, he scratched his head and said, "Xiaoyu, you are too much. You won't bully you like this, and you don't know how to let your sister-in-law." After that, he picked up the chess piece and was about to go down to Wang Siyu's camp.

"Brother Zhao, if you can throw that piece into the trash can, I will give you a laptop before the end of the year." Wang Siyu patted his pocket.

After hearing this, Zhao Fan immediately threw the chess pieces on the ground, stepped on them hard, picked up the pieces and threw them directly into the trash can. Zhang Qianying was dumbfounded. After Zhao Fan returned, he clapped his hands, laughed, hugged Zhang Qianying's shoulder and said, "Wife, I'm going to the kitchen. You guys can go slowly. It's best to earn me an Audi before eating."

Zhang Qianying glared at Zhao Fan angrily, turned around and went back to the bedroom, and threw the door on it with a 'blue'. Zhao Fan couldn't help but be stunned: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with your sister-in-law?"

Wang Siyu spread his hands and said, "How do I know?"

Zhao Fan shook his head and said, "Woman, you're just stingy. Isn't it just a game of chess? Why should you be petty? By the way, Xiaoyu, how much memory can you buy for your laptop..."
Chapter completed!