"But now, I find that I can't even do these simplest things well."

As he spoke, tears flowed down from Qiu Mucheng's eyes.

He felt more and more that he was not a competent wife at all, let alone worthy of Mark's excellence.

Seeing Qiu Mucheng looking so sad and blaming herself, Ye Fan burst out laughing.

"You silly girl, this is the first time I've seen a woman cry because she didn't have the chance to do housework."

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, but his heart felt extremely sweet.

In today's society, materialistic desires prevail and people's hearts are not as old as before.

Especially due to the proliferation of female boxing on the Internet, many women have already been lost in it.

Not to mention rushing to do housework like Qiu Mucheng, she plays the role of an ancestor in the family.

With a monthly salary of three thousand, I can't support myself, but I frequently ask my future husband for a monthly salary of tens of thousands.

Even after getting married, they don't want to get married. What's more, they even want to have the right to have a surname, have the car park listed in their name, and are often warned about giving birth to children.

Regarding these, Ye Fan just treated them as a joke.

In Ye Fan's view, when a woman makes these unreasonable demands, the marriage has already become a transaction and life has become a torment.

True love should be selfless giving and dedication to the other person.

"Okay, okay, can you prepare breakfast for tomorrow?"

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, walked up, gently held Qiu Mucheng into his arms, and comforted her in a low voice.

In my heart, I also felt more and more pity for this girl.

Of course, Ye Fan knew that Qiu Mucheng just wanted to do something for himself. No kind person can ever accept others' efforts with peace of mind without getting anything in return.

Even between husband and wife, this is naturally the case.

"Huh, this is what you said, don't let me snatch it away from you in the future."

"And, I promise, I won't sleep again tomorrow~"

Qiu Mucheng wrinkled her nose, and her resentful words still contained a bit of nasal sound. There were still wet tears on her beautiful face.

That look is so cute.

So much so that Ye Fan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and lightly pinched Qiu Mucheng's nose.

Finally, with Ye Fan's comfort, Qiu Mucheng sat down and finished breakfast.

Afterwards, Ye Fan personally drove Qiu Mucheng to work.

Of course, Ye Fan does not have to do these tasks himself, and even housework can be done by a nanny.

But Ye Fan didn't, but did it himself.

Because Ye Fan knew that he didn't have much time to spend with Qiu Mucheng.

Therefore, he cherishes every moment he spends with her.

Half an hour later, the roar of a car sounded.

Ye Fan, who went to send Qiu Mucheng to work, has also returned.

However, when he returned to the villa, he found a man standing at the door.

The man was dressed in white, with star-shaped eyebrows and sword-like eyes, and there was majesty between his eyebrows.

The whole person just stood there with a smile on his face and his hands behind his back.

He is like a generation of swordsmen who traveled all over the world in ancient times. They were graceful and graceful, and their weapons were majestic.

This person is none other than the most powerful man in Yanxia, ​​Ye Qingtian.

Seeing Ye Fan, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Did you send your wife back?"

"Yeah. She just got her driver's license not long ago, and she's still a novice. I don't feel confident driving by herself." Ye Fan nodded and replied with a chuckle.

"Haha~"

"I originally thought that among the seven pillar countries of Yanxia, ​​the most passionate person was me, the God of War, Ye Qingtian."

"Now it seems that there is another unparalleled national scholar named Ye Fan."

"It's okay to love your wife, but as a man, you can't be afraid of your wife."

"Otherwise, word will spread that the strong man from my country, Zhu Guo, who lived in the scorching summer, turned out to be a strict henpecker and must not be laughed at by the strong men from other countries."

Ye Qingtian laughed.

At this time, Ye Fan had already walked into the living room, made tea for Ye Qingtian, and invited him to take a seat.

However, after hearing what Ye Qingtian said just now, Ye Fan became curious and couldn't help asking: "So, does the God of War also like a woman?"

"To be favored by the strongest person in Yanxia, ​​I guess that girl must be stunningly beautiful."

When the two of them talked about this, the eyes of the man who dominated the hot summer suddenly became affectionate and soft: "To tell you the truth, she is indeed the most beautiful woman I, Ye, have ever seen in my life."

"Not only does she have a gorgeous face, but she also has all-powerful power."

"Sometimes, even I feel ashamed in front of him."

Ye Qingtian shook his head and sighed.

He had never said these words to anyone else.

Today, he also saw that Ye Fan was a crazy person, so he said it.

And Ye Fan undoubtedly became more and more interested: "Oh?"

"It actually makes you feel ashamed?"

"I'm really curious, who is the goddess in the God of War's heart?"

However, in the face of Ye Fan's question, Ye Qingtian waved his hand, as if he didn't want to continue this topic, and said instead: "Forget it, let's not talk about this."

"Ye Fan, I'm looking for you today, but I'm here to ask you for guilt!"

"I heard that the Jiangbei defense zone was turned upside down by you a few days ago."

"Several major special forces teams were destroyed by your Qinglong Regiment!"

"Three great instructors, one is injured, one is dead, and the other is disabled under your hands."

"In all these years, such a bloody incident has never happened in our hot summer defense area."

"Did you know that after this incident happened, the senior military officials directly filed a lawsuit with the Martial Arts God Temple."

"In Yanxia Martial Arts, the most taboo thing is to bully the weak and kill wantonly."

"What you did has touched the bottom line."

"Even in the Martial Arts Temple, there are people who advocate that your faults should be punished."

Ye Qingtian said in a deep voice, and Yu Qi looked a little serious.

Obviously, even Ye Qingtian felt that what Ye Fan did was a bit excessive.

However, facing these words, Ye Fan remained calm.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and smiled calmly: "Really?"

"If anyone wants to correct my fault, just let him do it."

"Tell him that I, Mark, am waiting for him here."

"As long as he has the ability, it doesn't matter if I, Ye Fan, give him my head."

"You~" Ye Fan's words made Ye Qingtian glare with anger.

Finally, he smiled helplessly and said, "You guy, you really have such a temper."

"I knew before I came here that it would be impossible for you to know your mistake."

"But Mark, I still advise you to be more restrained."

"Otherwise, with your aloof and arrogant temperament, you may offend many people in the future."

Ye Fan shook his head and said: "Knowing that I am wrong? Why am I wrong? Why do I know that I am wrong?"

"It was those people who offended me first."

"If you want to blame them, you can only blame them for not overestimating their capabilities."

"Martial arts training is for the sake of gratification and grudges."

"If you have mastered the power but still let others bully you, then what is the use of this power?"

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