Tsundere Queen Takes Home

Yang Xinyan glared at him fiercely, but did not speak any more.

In Fang Zhengyang's heart, uneasiness grew. This is strange. She even touched her place, and she didn't get angry? God, is this still the Yang Xinyan who exploded at the touch of a button?

"Okay, shift gears, loosen the clutch, and give some oil." Yang Xinyan urged from the side.

Fang Zhengyang nodded, and just after changing gears, he immediately released the clutch.

The car whimpered, but there was no movement.

"Let me tell you, release the clutch slowly, not too fast." Yang Xinyan said patiently.

Fang Zhengyang nodded seriously, and then slowly released the clutch.

Not to mention, this time, the car really moved.

"Give me some oil." Yang Xinyan reminded beside her.

Fang Zhengyang stepped on the accelerator in a panic, and stepped on the bottom all of a sudden.

The car rushed out like a male dog in love.

"Step on the brakes, hurry up." Yang Xinyan shouted hastily.

As a result, Fang Zhengyang stepped on the brakes again...

Yang Xinyan covered her bluish face, stared at Fang Zhengyang, and raised her hand sharply to cut it, "I told you to give less oil, didn't you hear me?"

"Clap"

"I ask you to step on the brakes, and you step on it all the way. You are not a fool."

"Clap"

"People need money to learn to drive, but you're going to die when you learn to drive."

"Clap"

Fang Zhengyang covered his head, looked at Yang Xinyan pitifully, and begged, "Auntie, stop beating, I remember, I remember everything."

"Pfft, you won't have a long memory if you don't hit me, come on."

"Clap"

"I told you to step on the accelerator lightly, did you remember that?"

"Let you look straight ahead, where are your thieves looking?"

"Clap"

"I still can't find the gear lever, right? You still touch me, right?"

"Clap"

Immediately afterwards, there were two bangs.

"Ah, you hit the accelerator all the way again. You killed me."

"Clap clap clap clap..."

after an hour.

Yang Xinyan got out of the car, her two snow-white faces were black and blue, and there was obviously a croissant on her forehead.

"Fang Zhengyang, I really got you Just stop, you look in the rearview mirror and use me as a reference to get a feel for it."

Fang Zhengyang nodded earnestly, put on reverse gear, and slowly released the clutch. In a panic, he stepped on the accelerator with another foot.

"Ah..." There was a scream from behind, followed by a thud, and the car trembled a few times before turning off the fire.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, you can't die..." Fang Zhengyang screamed, jumped out of the cab, and staggered to the back.

"Mr. Yang, you can't die, I really didn't mean it!"

"Stop howling, thanks to you, I'm still alive." Yang Xinyan walked out from behind the tree with a pale face.

Fang Zhengyang hurried over, grabbed Yang Xinyan's hands, and said excitedly, "You're fine, it's really nice, I thought you sacrificed!"

Yang Xinyan said weakly, "This big tree sacrificed for me!"

"Hahaha…"

…

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Xinyan drove home.

Back at home, Yang Xinyan was about to go to the kitchen to cook when Fang Zhengyang hurriedly said, "Mr. Yang, I can also cook, let me show my cooking skills."

Yang Xinyan glanced at Fang Zhengyang, nodded, and sat on the sofa, watching Xiao Mengyao do her homework.

She occasionally raised her head and saw Fang Zhengyang busy in the kitchen, her heart suddenly beat violently.

She actually felt the warmth of home, the warmth of a long-lost home.

Half an hour later, Fang Zhengyang brought the dishes, one egg fried tomato, one fish-flavored shredded pork, one cold cucumber, one stir-fried wheat, and a pot of hot and sour egg soup.

When Fang Zhengyang put the rice in front of Yang Xinyan, Yang Xinyan said with a smile, "Fang Zhengyang didn't see it, you can still cook!"

Fang Zhengyang smiled helplessly and said, "I can't eat instant noodles all the time if life forces me. Occasionally, I will improve my life for myself. So, I have learned this skill."

Yang Xinyan smiled and called Mengyao over for dinner.

The three of them were eating around the table, and Fang Zhengyang was a little lost. In his heart, he even had that feeling of nostalgic home.

Xiao Mengyao was really hungry, so she picked up the rice and ate it, "Uncle, the dishes you cook are delicious!"

While eating, Xiao Mengyao looked up at Fang Zhengyang and said.

"Honey, eat more if it's delicious, and your body is growing!" Fang Zhengyang rubbed Xiao Mengyao's head, handed the rice to Yang Xinyan, and then pushed a few dishes in front of Yang Xinyan.

Although it was only a small gesture, it made Yang Xinyan feel sincere concern.

She looked at Fang Zhengyang and remembered what he had done, and Yang Xinyan's heart skipped a beat.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sleepy. I'm going to bed." Xiao Mengyao rubbed her eyes.

Yang Xinyan got up and took Xiao Mengyao into the bedroom. After she settled down, she turned around and came out. Then, she took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet beside it and put it on the table. Yang, I experienced that false alarm this time, and finally it's all right, I want to drink some wine to celebrate!"

Fang Zhengyang thought for a while, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded, the occasional drink should be fine.

Thinking of this, he picked up the wine glass, raised it to Yang Xinyan, and said with a smile, "Mr. Yang, congratulations on your recovery."

Yang Xinyan and Fang Zhengyang touched each other, raised their necks, and drank it.

Yang Xinyan took the wine bottle and filled two more glasses of wine. Then she picked up the wine glass, looked at Fang Zhengyang and said, "Zhengyang, thank you for taking care of my daughter for me."

When Fang Zhengyang heard it, he quickly picked up the glass and said, "Sister Xinyan, I want to say thank you, yes, I should thank you, if you didn't give me the money to repay the debt, I don't know what to do now. !"

Yang Xinyan smiled, picked up the glass and drank it.

Fang Zhengyang also quickly drank the wine in the cup.

Yang Xinyan obviously had something in her heart, so she drank three cups in a row, and Fang Zhengyang also drank three cups with her.

Fang Zhengyang looked at Yang Xinyan's beautiful face and her smile of ten thousand peach blossoms. Under the influence of alcohol, Fang Zhengyang felt hot all over.