Chapter 651 Strict Wife Control

The resort hotel where Xia Wanyuan and An Rao stayed was 500 euros a night, plus various food and drink expenses,

With 23,000 euros, Xia Wanyuan and An Rao are very rich for food, drink and housing as long as they don't buy luxury goods.

"The show crew, I love you guys, and I arranged a thigh for me. The feeling of hugging my sister's thigh is really cool!"

[Hahaha, I also want thighs like Xia Wanyuan, what a fairy woman, I really love it. 】

[Xia Wanyuan is simply a bug in challenging variety shows, I'm really curious, is there anything she can't pass? ? 】

[Last time, the guests didn't earn the money to stay in the hotel for two days, and in the end, the program team couldn't see what they lent them. It's better to go to Xia Wanyuan's place. Too much money can't be spent, too fierce. 】

Xia Wanyuan and An Rao were safely counting the money in the hotel,

On the other side, Xuansheng's group is also quite leisurely.

After all, wherever Xuan Sheng was, the person who gave things and money was there. Qin Cang and his group didn't need any effort at all.

Xuansheng whole like a vacation.

Lin Xuan and Zhang Ming were even more miserable. In the afternoon, they sang on the street first. Although they also earned more than 200 euros, they didn't even earn the money for staying in a hotel.

Zhang Ming and Lin Xuan could only find another way.

"What do you know?" Zhang Ming had heard of Lin Xuan's versatility since the recording of the show, and now it's time for her to perform.

"Tea art, flower arrangement, reading, singing, yoga," Lin Xuan said, Zhang Ming's face was a little dark.

These are indeed talents, but they are not used here.

Zhang Ming thought for a while, and when he saw a shop selling Chinese toys in Chinatown next door, Zhang Ming thought to himself, "Otherwise, I'll play a little gun, and then we'll go to the street to perform, and then make some money."

"Ah? Performing arts?" Seeing that Zhang Ming's expression changed, Lin Xuan immediately changed her mind, "Okay, go buy it, I'll wait for you."

However, when it came time for the actual performance, Zhang Ming was playing with a gun, but Lin Xuan was embarrassed to shout, and stood on the side without speaking.

Zhang Ming had no choice but to shout after himself, and then play with the gun.

[Emmmm, I really sympathize with Zhang Ming, the last episode of the show was also cheated, and this time I was cheated again. 】

【Is Lin Xuan being too hypocritical? ? ? Can you die by opening your mouth? Do you really think of yourself as a lady? 】

[We Lin Xuan have never shouted in the streets like this, okay? What's wrong with being thin-skinned? 】

The barrage is noisy,

Xia Wanyuan and An Rao, after counting the money, were ready to go to dinner.

"What do you want to eat?" An Rao asked Xia Wanyuan,

"I don't know, I don't really want to eat Western food," Xia Wanyuan is a person who can eat a Western meal occasionally to taste a taste, but can't eat it continuously.

"I don't want to eat either, sister. Let's upgrade to a suite with a kitchen. Let's make something to eat. You've worked hard today. How about I treat you to a meal?" An Rao hooked Xia Wanyuan's arm,

"Okay." Xia Wanyuan agreed, and the two went to upgrade a suite together.

Then An Rao made a list, gave a tip, and asked the waiter to bring everything over.

[emmmmm, how do you look at it, An Rao doesn't look like someone who can cook. 】

[Yuan Yuan, we might as well eat western food, I am afraid that in the end, the two of us will still have to go out to eat obediently. 】

[Hahahaha, don't do this, you have to fully trust An Rao, okay, in case someone will cook noodles or something,]

In the apartment next door, watching the complaints in the barrage, An Rao, who was covered in a blanket, was so angry that she threw the blanket on her body.

"What's going on with these people?! I don't have any vision, huh, I'm so pissed off."

Bo Xiao sat on the sofa on the other side, looking at An Rao's anger, she was amused, and poured her a glass of water, "They will know that An Rao is amazing in a while, who is An Rao, the chef god,"

"Pu Chi," An Rao couldn't hold back, and was amused by Bo Xiao, "You are the God of Cooking, can you speak, shouldn't I be a vixen like this? The kind that kills everyone,"

Now it's Bo Xiaole's turn, "Stupid or not, how can you scold yourself like this?"

"Tsk tsk, Bo Xiao, you're so rude, you don't know, I used to say that a woman was a vixen, and I was scolding her, but now I say a woman is a vixen, that's a compliment, have you ever seen a vixen with a bad appearance and a bad figure? "

"Where's the fallacy?" Bo Xiao tapped An Rao's head, "put on the blanket and watch TV."

"It's so hot, what blanket to put on?" Bo Xiao always likes to let her wear a coat or a thin blanket at home these days.

When An Rao's words fell, Bo Xiao suddenly bullied him,

"What are you doing? Didn't you say no?" An Rao was scalded by his heat,

"If you wear a suspender and dangle in front of me every day, I can't guarantee that our agreement will still be valid. Letting you wear a coat is for your own good. It's not conscience."

An Rao then lowered her head and glanced at it. She was used to wearing it like this, so she didn't know that she had a hot body and wearing a suspender was a big temptation for Bo Xiao.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't know who said that I was not in good shape, and no one looked at me, hum," An Rao sneered, but she quickly pulled the blanket over her body, and her ears were reddish, "Rogue."

Bo Xiao laughed, "Okay, I'm a dog man, a hooligan, and an old man."

"It was," An Rao snorted softly.

Bo Xiao went back to the sofa, "Okay, whatever you say is right, hey, who will let my wife take care of me."