After the hidden marriage, the actor is thinking about making it public every day

Chapter 93
"Don't move, can't I not touch you?" Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to pull her, with a nervous expression, bent down to find the slippers scattered all over the place, "There are broken glass shards all over the back."

The exquisite glass was broken into slag and scattered all over the floor, a pool of sticky light yellow liquid dripped from the tiles, and the liquid and glass shards spread to the carpet

"That's not a good thing you did," Wang Yiyi said angrily.

I don't know what he was thinking, but he actually put the cup here, for fear that he wouldn't be able to take a look at it.

As soon as Wang Yi stepped on the slippers, she turned her head and squatted down, took the napkin on the coffee table and spread it on the floor, trying to absorb the water stains and at the same time wrapped up the broken glass. Cups and Rugs"

Wang Yiyi had nothing to do some time ago, and his biggest hobby was shopping. Finally, he turned his attention to the furniture and added a lot to the house. It took a long time for this carpet to arrive and be used. Soon to be one of her favorite pieces.

I bought a whole set of cups when I first moved in, with one broken in the east and one broken in the west. Most of them are Zhou Ze's "masterpieces", and there are very few left now.

Just as Zhou Ze found the trash can, he walked over and saw that Wang Yiyi was going to grab the glass with his bare hands. He was startled, stopped her quickly, and picked up the gloves on the ground, "Don't worry about it, I'll clean it up."

Wang Yi heard them one by one, stood up unceremoniously, and said angrily, "You should take care of it."

"Tomorrow I'll send the carpet to dry cleaning to see if it can be cleaned." Zhou Ze squatted on the ground, feeling guilty, and his voice became smaller and smaller
Apparently he also remembered the reason for this carpet.

At that time, he and Wang Yiyi were also sitting here, he was playing games, and she was casually swiping her phone.

After a while, Zhou Ze was distracted in the gap between the two games and found Wang Yiyi staring thoughtfully at the dazzlingly bright living room, staring blankly for a while, then she kicked Zhou Ze, Say, "Do you ever feel like there's a missing rug here?"

"Ah", Zhou Ze raised his head from the screen, looked at it, and nodded in agreement without hesitation, "I think so too."

Then they got together, spent a lot of thought, and finally picked a piece that both of them were satisfied with.

It is a small mistake to waste the cup and carpet, but it is a big mistake to ruin the friendship between his wife and adults making honey water for him.

"Actually, I've almost drank in the cup, there's only a little bit left," Zhou Ze smiled deliberately to please, "And my fans should think that I'm too thin, so they can eat more."

"Okay", Wang Yiyi went to the other side, tucked up the four corners of the newspaper, put the leftovers of the flower into a garbage bag, tied the knot and put it aside, went out to get a mop, and mopped the area Once again, walked to Zhou Ze's side, leaned his elbows on the mop, and waited for him to clean up the glass shards, "Then what will they say when you get fat?"

"Sacrificing your health for the sake of your fans and audience?" Zhou Ze threw away the rag in his hand, curled his lips, and complained in a low voice, "Does your role in the next play require you to act with a sense of morbidity?"

"No." Wang Yi opened his mouth wide and yawned. He was dazed and didn't think deeply about the deeper meaning of Zhou Ze's question.

Zhou Ze was inexplicably and gratuitously dissatisfied: "Then why do you make yourself into a skeleton?"

Wang Yiyi finally understood what he meant, and shook his head in denial: "I didn't."

"Then I'll send someone to deliver meals to you every day." Zhou Ze took the mop in Wang Yi's hand and took a closer look. "Look at your face, how small is it?"

"I think it's okay." Wang Yiyi pinched the flesh on her chin. She was quite satisfied with her recent state. "I have three meals a day with the energy I need for normal intake. When I'm just alone It’s easier to eat.”

"It's a normal way for me to send you the elements you should take in." Zhou Ze dragged it for the first time, folded up the disposable towel and threw it into the trash can.

"It's really unnecessary." Wang Yiyi found the rest from the drawer, pulled out one and handed it to him, "I'm just fine now, and it will be difficult to lose weight if I get fatter."

Zhou Ze dragged himself on the ground silently, stopped talking, and the atmosphere became cold.

"It's almost there, I think it should be non-stick." Wang Yiyi started the robot vacuum, "Let it suck up any broken glass that was missed, and I'll go wash things."

Zhou Ze let out a faint "Oh" without emotion.

Wang Yiyi didn't care about him, he was just looking for something to do.

"Wang Yiyi, Wang Yiyi", Zhou Ze came out after washing his hands, and when he dried his hands, he suddenly felt blessed, wiped them randomly, and ran out impatiently to find someone.

"Ah?" She was on the balcony, turning on the water to the maximum, and when Zhou Ze approached, she heard it was calling her.

Wang Yiyi didn't understand, the speed of this face-changing was astonishingly fast.

Zhou Ze leaned on the door frame, snapped his fingers, and looked at her with an expression that thought he knew everything, "I see!"

"What?" Wang Yiyi turned off the tap, hung the wet gloves upside down on the hanger, and shook his hands.

Zhou Ze also came over and hung the mop on the wall, and said with a playful smile, "Do you mind me getting fat?"

Many men of their age have either already gained weight or are on the way to gain weight, and they are too greasy to bear to look at.

Wang Yiyi just thought about it when Zhou Ze was eating and drinking, and goose bumps all over his body.

If one day Zhou Ze also turns into a fat head and a big belly, she must be the first one who can't accept it.

So she wants to fundamentally eliminate the possibility of this kind of thing happening.

As soon as Wang Yi pushed him away and walked in, he smiled meaningfully, patted his shoulder, and said "you understand".

Zhou Ze felt that his self-esteem had been greatly challenged, so he chased after him dissatisfied, and said a long series: "I have abs, it's not like you don't know it, and you saw it just now, you won't turn your back on it, don't you?" Admit it."

The blush on Wang Yiyi's face had just dissipated, and it seemed to rise to the surface again. She pretended to be calm and glanced up and down. She didn't refute, but pretended not to care much: "Just take precautions before they happen."

"what do you mean?"

"What can I mean?" Wang Yiyi shrugged, avoided Zhou Ze, and said seriously: "While having a healthy and good body, maintain a good figure."

Zhou Ze lowered his head, pulled out his shirt, and showed her the proof: "Look."

"You're crazy!" Wang Yi was taken aback, pulled off his clothes in a panic, covered them tightly, closed the balcony door, stretched out his hands to close the curtains on both sides, turned around, and couldn't help laughing: "Are you an exhibitionist?"

"No." Zhou Ze paused, and finally did what he had always wanted to do but never dared to do, and whispered to her: "Actually, it can be."

(End of this chapter)