The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

Of course, he would not be so stupid that he would have a head-on conflict with his wife and make her unhappy.

Only let Uncle Zhang watch people urgently, stand by at any time, report at any time, and then find a way to interfere with her, so that she can't really get in and get busy.

It's just that Su Yayan would say it so directly, he really can't do anything else.

"How long have you been busy today?"

"It's only about two hours." Su Yayan didn't forget to add, "I have a rest in the middle, which is a combination of work and rest, and I am not tired."

Huo Chenhuan was stared at by his wife's pitiful eyes, no matter how much anger he was, he said helplessly: "Let's not take it as an example."

Su Yayan blinked, pulling Huo Chenhuan's sleeves, and inquiring in a low voice: "Is there really no next time? I can shorten the time and only live broadcast for one hour."

Huo Chenhuan twisted his eyebrows, but he couldn't get rid of his heart: "Once a month, I will cancel it if it is inconvenient in the later period."

Su Yayan's eyes lit up, and she tried to bargain: "Once a week."

"Two weeks..."

"Deal!"

Huo Chenhuan: "..." I always feel like I've been tricked.

However, when he saw Su Yayan, it seemed that he was finally finding things for himself and doing happily. When Huo Chenhuan reached his lips, he could only swallow back helplessly.

Forget it, it's just that it should be okay at home, no matter how much you stare at it, it's all you need to keep her from getting tired.

The cooking time for Buddha jumping over the wall was already relatively long, and Su Yayan estimated that the time was almost there before reopening the live broadcast.

Because it was mentioned in advance that it will be broadcast in the evening, the number of people squatting in the Su Yayan live broadcast room is similar to that of the live broadcast in the morning, or even a little more. It is estimated that a large part of it was visited by Amway.

Countless audiences and Huo Chenhuan are waiting expectantly at the end of the screen for the delicious taste of the finished jar.

Su Yayan first took off the upside-down jar on the jar. Because of the long time of boiling, the lotus leaves sealed in the mouth of the jar were no longer as green as before, and dried up to light brown.

At the moment of opening, a strong aroma of sub-liquor mixed with various ingredients burst out from the altar rushing into the heart and spleen, which shocked people.

[Ouuuuu, when this smell came out, my saliva was already three meters above the ground, and my mother was mad at me. I didn't think I would clean up and I gave her all the trouble. 】

[Hahahaha, the human world upstairs is real, and the fear of being dominated by the mother is suddenly made up. 】

[Fuck, this is absolutely delicious! No wonder the Buddha jumped over the wall. I don't know if the Buddha jumped over the wall. Anyway, I really want to jump over the wall to dig the anchor's wall. 】

[If I want to dig the wall +1, I think for a while that we need to grab a spot with an eight-figure person, but the husband of the anchor can sit back and enjoy this big jar. Ah, as long as I think of this, my heart is like being soaked in decades of old vinegar, sour that my qualitative wall is separated. 】

[Everyone team up to dig the wall! Successfully divide this altar of Buddha jumping over the wall, even if it is divided into one drop! 】

[As long as the **** is swayed well, there is no corner to dig down, and the duck! Grab the anchor! 】

Huo Chenhuan was completely out of control after looking at the full screen and just smelling it. He invited the audience who had formed a team to dig his own wall to leave a message. He narrowed his eyes dangerously and got up and walked to the small kitchen.

"Baby, are you okay?" The familiar magnetic voice came from outside the screen, and the viewers who were happily swiping the screen in the live broadcast room subconsciously stopped their hands.