Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

Wen Xingying's arms that held him ended up being hugged around his waist, and he really wanted to kick this guy straight up. It's fine if he walked dishonestly. He still spoke, but he couldn't enunciate clearly: " Wen Xingying, brother..."

Wen Xingying covered his mouth with his other hand, but she never wanted to hear his nonsense about "brothers and sisters" or "a hundred years together"...

In the bedroom, Wen Xingying lit the lamp, helped the man to his bed, took off his coat and let him lie down, took off his shoes, and finally covered him with the quilt, and made himself sweat profusely after the action. I couldn't bear to just leave him alone.

Wen Xingying got up and wanted to go back down, but before he took a step, he turned back to look at the person on the bed, seeing the unnatural smile and faint blush on his face due to drunkenness, and felt that he hadn't seen him for a long time. I've seen this guy before.

At this time, I heard that person's drunken voice say: "Wen Xingying..."

Wen Xingying's heart trembled, and she sat back on the bed and said softly, "I'm here."

That person didn't seem to hear it, and continued to read like a fool: "Wen Xingying, Wen Xingying..."

His hand was also taken out of the quilt, as if he wanted to hold something.

Wen Xingying looked at him and then at the hand, hesitated for a moment or held it in his hand, the person on the bed finally calmed down, with a smile on his lips, as if he was having a very sweet dream.

Wen Xingying sighed softly, the temperature of this hand seemed to be a little high, I really don't understand why he drank so much wine, obviously he didn't drink very well.

Looking at the person on the bed again, Shi Shi's appearance of sleeping there quietly makes people feel a little cute, and Wen Xingying's heart is also soft.

It seems that you miss me very much, but I haven't seen you very much in the past six months. Of course, I haven't gone to school to look for you again. Even I don't know whether it is right or wrong to do so.

Actually, I miss you a little too.

Wen Xingying lowered his eyes and smiled, a gentle smile that he didn't even notice.

Then he let go of the man's hand, and if he was delayed here, he would really have to go back.

The person who was sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly became agitated, his hand waved wildly, as if he was struggling to grab something.

Wen Xingying hurriedly put his hand back under the quilt, and whispered in his ear: "I'm going to entertain guests, you wait for me here for a while, you will sleep at my house tonight, I will give you You're calling from home."

The person on the bed seemed to hear it, and finally gradually quieted down.

Only then did Wen Xingying turn off the lights and go out.
Back on the first floor, Cheng Hai immediately greeted him and asked how Ye Linglan was. He replied, "He's drunk, let him stay at my house tonight."

"Okay." Cheng Hai also looked like he hated iron and steel, "I don't know what this kid did. After all, we got together and drank too much."

Wen Xingying just smiled: "Brother Hai, let's continue drinking, I respect you."

"Okay," Cheng Hai walked back with him, "I drink much better than that kid."

The banquet lasted until ten o'clock in the evening. Wen Xingying saw off the guests and stayed with his girlfriend for another half an hour before returning to the bedroom after ordering the driver to take her home. Afraid of affecting that person's sleep, he just turned on the wall lamp. He was about to take his clothes and go to the bathroom when he heard Ye Linglan's voice behind him: "You're back."

Wen Xingying turned around in surprise: "Are you awake? Did I disturb you?"

"No," Ye Linglan said, "I woke up after sleeping for a while."

Or, he wasn't asleep at all, or he wasn't drunk at all, he was just pretending.

"Then do you want to take a shower? It's too late, don't go back, I've already called your parents."

"Okay, thank you then." Ye Linglan didn't refuse either.

After both of them had showered and dried their hair, neither of them fell asleep immediately in bed. The reason was very simple. It seemed that they hadn't been lying side by side in bed like this for a long time.

"Then don't worry about it," Wen Xingying turned her back to him, "We just need to know."

Having said that, Wen Xingying actually knew that there was only one time with his girlfriend so far. The girl was very shy and immediately buried her face on his shoulder, but he himself felt very flat, and his heartbeat did not Any abnormality.

It's all because of this person who is sleeping next to her now.
If you let that person know that his two unofficial actions would have such a big impact on him, he will be very proud, so you must not tell him.

The person behind him was reluctant, with a hand on his waist: "Then will you watch it now when you're free?"

Wen Xingying: "..."

"Will you miss her when you watch a movie? Will you think of the woman there as her?"

"..."

"Will you miss her when you do it yourself?"

Wen Xingying took a deep breath: "If you want to talk nonsense again, I will let you sleep in this room alone, and I will go out to sleep."

"..." Ye Linglan smiled, moved closer and put her hand in front of him: "Hey, then I won't talk nonsense, can you let me sleep with my arms around you tonight?"

Wen Xingying: "... Whatever."

So Classmate Ye posted it more bluntly, his nose was full of fresh breath, making people more fascinated.

Wen Xingying: "..."

He suppressed the fire and said: "You can't be more honest, what are you doing!"

Ye Linglan sighed contentedly: "It's been a long time since I slept with you, and I still miss you."

Wen Xingying was a little annoyed, "You started tossing around when you woke up, right? If you don't sleep, I'll let you sleep outside!"

"Stop making trouble," Ye Linglan hurriedly comforted, "Go to sleep, good night." After speaking, she adjusted her posture and closed her eyes.

Wen Xingying let out a breath, and finally fell asleep reluctantly.

This is the best sleep Ye Linglan has had in half a year.

When I woke up the next morning, Wen Xingying was still sleeping in his arms. There was only a slight morning light in the room, and everything was still very dim. Only the body in his arms was alive and warm, as if for a long time. In the past, like the last life, I can't remember how many times I could see that person as soon as I opened my eyes, and I just hugged him like this, looked at him, and quietly waited for him to wake up.

Quietly leaning forward, lingering for a while, Ye Linglan sighed softly, it would be great if such moments could last forever.

Soon Wen Xingying also woke up, opened his misty eyes to look outside as usual, then closed the quilt again and planned to sleep for a while, this sleep seemed to be particularly comfortable because of the unusual warmth behind him.

But after not sleeping for a long time, Wen Xingying gradually felt that something was wrong, subconsciously turned around and looked back, and the smiling face of that person appeared in front of him.

"Morning, how did you sleep?" Ye Linglan said, leaning over and kissing Wen Xingying's face.

Wen Xingying: "...you slept pretty well, you..." He almost asked why you were at my house, but soon remembered that this person had indeed slept at his house last night.

"I slept pretty well because I was holding you." Ye Linglan blinked and said.

Wen Xingying really didn't want to talk to him anymore, and he didn't know who this kid learned from, so glib.

Pulling his arms to sit up, Wen Xingying went to wash up. 
After both of them washed up and had breakfast, Ye Linglan said to the person next to him, "Should I go? Your girlfriend will come, right?"

Wen Xingying spread her hands: "It doesn't matter if she comes, we can play together."

"What are you playing, I won't be a light bulb for you two!" Student Ye snorted.

Wen Xingying looked at him and smiled: "She has something to do today, so she won't come. If you like, you can play at my house. If you want to go home, I can also send someone to take you back."

Ye Linglan rolled her eyes: "Let's play then, what are you playing, why don't we continue watching the movie, we haven't finished the last one yet."

Wen Xingying: "...you go home and watch it yourself, I don't bother to watch it."

After speaking, he got up and walked upstairs, he didn't want to talk to that kid at all, he really didn't understand what this guy was thinking, he wanted to see that kind of thing even if he had nothing to do!

Ye Linglan quickly caught up with him and held his arm: "Then don't watch it, you and I go to the third floor, let's play something together."

Wen Xingying glanced at him indifferently, but didn't speak.

This day, the two basically stayed on the third floor except for three meals. Just like Ye Linglan came here for the first time, they went through various activities on the third floor one by one, including playing badminton and shuttlecock in the fitness room, and the video game room. Internet cafes continue to play games, Ye students are still playing in the movie room, performing blind dance in the disco room, and the music room KTV room is still Wen Xingying's personal talent show Needless to say, only in the studio is a little different , because Wen Xingying has basically seen all of Wen Xingying's works, and there are no new ones. This time, he was asked to act as a model to draw a portrait of him.

Wen Xingying's drawing speed is not very fast, he seems to be quite serious and careful, and he has to look at it several times before starting to paint, which makes Ye Linglan feel that all the muscles in his body are stiff after sitting there for a long time. When it was good, he almost didn't stand up, and then rushed over in a way that almost fell to the ground, almost kneeling at the feet of the male god.

This painting is just an ordinary sketch. From the perspective of Ye, who doesn't know much about the principles of painting, it seems that there are some shadows. The light and shade are handled very well, and the characters captured by the camera are nothing more than that.

"Is this painting going to be given to me?" Ye Linglan couldn't wait to reach out her hand, and waited for the male god to say something, then took it home, framed it, and looked at it every day. As a result, Wen Xingying didn't answer immediately, but looked at it with satisfaction. It took a long time before he raised his head, lifted his jaw and hummed softly:

"Who said I would give it to you? This is my painting, and I want to keep it in my drawing book."

"Ah, no way," Classmate Ye's face turned bitter immediately, "Then when can you draw me a picture?"