"Then I'll call my wife, you guys go change clothes first. Take your time, it's okay."
After saying that, Xia Yuan sent his home address to the group, and then ran back home while a few people were changing clothes.
He called Ying Sitong while running.
"Quick, clean up the house, a few of my colleagues will be here in about half an hour."
Xia Yuan's panting voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Huh?"
Ying Sitong turned over on the sofa and her eyes fell on the coffee table.
There were all kinds of snacks scattered on it.
Potato chips, spicy strips, jelly...
There was also a small bag of blood.
She frowned slightly and looked around the house.
Did Xia Yuan install a camera at home? Otherwise, how would he know that the house was so messy and asked her to clean it up?
"Okay, I will clean it up." Ying Sitong answered seriously.
...
After about ten minutes, Xia Yuan ran back home breathlessly.
Ying Sitong opened the door, glanced at Xia Yuan, and burst out laughing:
"Hahahaha..."
She held her hands to her stomach and laughed so hard that Xia Yuan couldn't help wondering if this vampire was crazy.
"Why are you like this? You actually shaved your hair?"
Xia Yuan ignored her and bent down to change his shoes.
"I didn't think your head was big before, but it looks pretty big now." Ying Sitong reached out and touched Xia Yuan's hair, "It's just a little prickly."
"You can still laugh?" Xia Yuan raised his head and glared at her fiercely, "Guests are coming, can't you be a little nervous?"
"Why should I be nervous?" Ying Sitong muttered behind him, "I didn't do anything bad, and I cleaned it up."
Xia Yuan ignored her and walked into their bedroom to check.
Two seconds later, Xia Yuan's furious voice came from the room.
"What did you clean up? What did you clean up?"
There was only one pillow in both bedrooms, and the sheets and quilt covers were not changed.
He opened the refrigerator door and was furious-
In the freezer, there was a pile of blood bags brought back by Ying Sitong.
"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over. There's no hope for you." Xia Yuan's face was ashen.
"I wiped the table clean, mopped the floor, and threw away the garbage." Ying Sitong wrinkled his nose and retorted unwillingly.
"Does that matter?"
Xia Yuan covered his forehead in pain, and was furious at this idiot.
"We can't let others find out about our fake marriage, and we can't expose your vampire identity."
"Ah!" Ying Sitong slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "So that's it. Why didn't you say it earlier?"
"...How could I know that you have such a poor understanding?"
"Don't say that to me." Ying Sitong angrily put his hands on his hips, "Have you forgotten that I gave you your life?"
Xia Yuan opened his mouth and was silent for two seconds.
"Okay, I'm not scolding you." His tone softened a little, "Hurry up and take action before they come."
...
Xia Yuan first went to the closet to find a pillow and threw it back into his bedroom, then changed into a four-piece suit.
Then he took the women's products in Ying Sitong's room to his room.
Ying Sitong found some opaque cardboard to cover the refrigerator layer with the blood bag, and put a layer of eggs on the blood bag.
Xia Yuan locked the prenuptial agreement in the cabinet to avoid being discovered.
After doing all this, the two looked at each other, thinking carefully whether there was anything that was missed.
"Oh, there is another very important thing." Xia Yuan said.
"What?" Ying Sitong blinked her big eyes.
"Let's practice addressing each other first." Xia Yuan's eyes condensed, his face solemn, "We are husband and wife, we will definitely not call each other by name directly but have special nicknames, otherwise it will seem too unfamiliar."
"Yeah, that makes sense." Ying Sitong nodded seriously, "Then let's try it."
The two adjusted their breathing and stood face to face.
Xia Yuan held Ying Sitong's shoulders with both hands and called affectionately-
"Xiaotong."
"Yuanyuan." Ying Sitong replied.
Two seconds later.
"Ah, no, it's too corny."
The two hugged their arms and rubbed them back and forth. It was really corny and goose bumps all over their bodies.
"What about a more normal address? For example, wife." Xia Yuan continued to suggest.
"Hubby." Ying Sitong called out timidly.
"Very good. This one is vulgar, but much better."
"Try again. Husband."
"Wife."
"Show a little more emotion. I can't feel your love for me."
Xia Yuan was silent for a moment, lifted her hand with his hand, held it in his palm, and gently pulled her into his arms.
Ying Sitong's heart suddenly moved, and she instinctively took a step forward and stuck close to him.
The two looked at each other, with less than ten centimeters between their faces.
The light blurred Xia Yuan's outline, and his face was deeply imprinted in Ying Sitong's heart.
"Wife." Xia Yuan called softly.
"Hmm?" Ying Sitong was slightly stunned, her eyes blurred and her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated.
She had never stared into a man's eyes like this, nor had she been so close to a person of the opposite sex like this...
"Okay, let's do this for now." Xia Yuan nodded and removed his hands.
Like a computer that has been cut off from power, Ying Sitong stood there, still not coming back to her senses.
…
After a while, Huang Long and his party arrived at the door.
After opening the door, Xia Yuan found that the three of them were also out of breath.
It was obvious that they had come here from running.
"Hoohoo…Oh my god, I'm so tired." Zhao Xiaoyue supported her knees with both hands and panted heavily.
"So why did you run here for nothing?" Xia Yuan pouted.
"You are so embarrassed, I didn't even ask you why you ran?" Cheng Wei raised his head and looked at him a little uncomfortably, "Tell me, did you come here early to do something strange?"
"Hehe…" Xia Yuan laughed nervously twice, "What strange things can I do?"
"Huh, who knows?" Zhao Xiaoyue wrinkled her nose, "Maybe you are faking a marriage, otherwise you would never abandon such a good me, unless…"
"Hello."
Just then, a beautiful and slender girl stood in the room, bowed slightly to them and greeted them.
Zhao Xiaoyue's voice got stuck in her throat, and she didn't say the rest of the words.
Even Huang Long and Cheng Wei were stunned.
Ying Sitong's long hair fell on her shoulders, and her neat bangs made her face look small.
She was wearing a pink and white home clothes, giving people a friendly and beautiful impression.
Her facial features were delicate and her skin was fair, as if she had walked out of a painting.
Cheng Wei blinked his eyes and was completely dumbfounded.
Could it be that Xia Yuan married a celebrity?
But Ying Sitong was obviously more beautiful than all the celebrities he had seen.
Zhao Xiaoyue looked ashen.
Only one thought flashed through the minds of several people -
No wonder Xia Yuan got married.
With such a beautiful wife, any man would want to marry her, right?