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Chapter 649 - Wife Control
Chapter 649: Wife Control
Translator: Atlas StudiosEditor: Atlas Studios
The resort where Xia Wanyuan and An Rao stayed was 500 euros a night, together with all sorts of expenses.
23,000 euros. As long as Xia Wanyuan and An Rao didn’t buy luxury goods, they were extremely rich in food, drinks, and accommodations.
“Production team, I love you. You arranged a thigh for me. The feeling of hugging my sister’s thigh is too good!”
[ Hahahaha, I want a thigh like Xia Wanyuan too. What goddess? I really love her. ]
[ Xia Wanyuan is simply a bug-like existence in a challenge variety program. I’m really curious. Is there anything she can’t pass? }
[ The last guest didn’t earn enough money to stay in the hotel for two days. In the end, the production team couldn’t stand it and lent it to them. But when it comes to Xia Wanyuan, she has too much money to spend. She’s too fierce. }
Xia Wanyuan and An Rao were safely counting the money in the hotel.
On the other side, Xuan Sheng’s team was quite leisurely.
After all, wherever Xuan Sheng was, the person who delivered the gifts would be there. Qin Cang was in his team and did not need to spend any effort.
Xuan Sheng seemed to be here for a vacation.
Lin Xuan and Zhang Xing were in a worse state. The two of them first sang on the streets in the afternoon. Although they had earned more than 200 euros, they did not even earn the money to stay in the hotel.
Zhang Xing and Lin Xuan could only find another way.
“What do you know?” Ever since they had just started filming the program, Zhang Xing had heard that Lin Xuan was multi-talented. Now, it was time for her to perform.
“Pouring tea, arranging flowers, reading, singing, yoga,” Lin Xuan said as Zhang Xing’s face darkened visibly.
{ Hahahahaha, don’t be like this. You have to trust An Rao fully. What if she knows how to cook noodles or something? ]
In the apartment next door, An Rao, who was covered in a blanket, was furious when she saw the comments. She threw the blanket away.
“What’s wrong with these people?! They have no taste at all. Hah, I’m so angry.”
Bo Xiao sat on the sofa on the other side and watched An Rao cry in anger. He felt amused and poured a glass of water for her. “They’ll know how amazing An Rao is in a while. Who is An Rao? The Master Chef.”
“Pfft.” An Rao could not help but laugh at Bo Xiao. “You’re the Chef God. Do you know how to speak? Shouldn’t I be a vixen like this? The kind that kills everyone with lust.”
It was Bo Xiao’s turn to be amused. “Are you stupid? Who scolds themselves like that?”
“Tsk, tsk. Bo Xiao, you’re so old-fashioned. You don’t know that in the past, when you said that a woman was a vixen, you were scolding her. Now, when you say that a woman is a vixen, that’s a compliment. Have you seen a vixen who isn’t good-looking and doesn’t have a good figure?”
“What nonsense is this?” Bo Xiao knocked on An Rao’s head. “Put on the blanket and watch television properly.”
“Why are you wearing a blanket when it’s so hot?” Bo Xiao had always liked to let her wear a coat or a thin blanket at home these few days.
‘As An Rao finished speaking, Bo Xiao suddenly approached.
“What? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t...” An Rao was scalded by his heat.
“If you wear a sling in front of me every day, I can’t guarantee that our agreement back then will still be effective. I made you wear a jacket for your own good. You heartless person.”
Only then did An Rao lower her head to take a look. She was used to wearing this, so she did not know that her already hot figure wearing a suspender was not a small temptation for Bo Xiao.
“Tsk, tsk. Back then, I didn’t know who said that my figure was bad and no one looked at me. Hmph.” An Rao scoffed, but she still quickly pulled the blanket over and covered herself. Her ears were slightly red. “Hooligan.”
Bo Xiao laughed. “Sure, so I’m a dog man and a hooligan. I’m still indecent.”
“That’s right.” An Rao snorted.
Bo Xiao retreated to the sofa. “Alright, whatever you say is right. Sigh, my wife is strict..