The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 118 The Tomb Bungee 【Subscription】

Seven Mile Fragrance.

Second bedroom.

The sun shines through the half-opened window lattice, forming a "Tyndall effect" beam of light, reflecting countless small particles flying in the air, and then shining on the angular side face of the boy.

Wen Yan slept soundly, the quilt was pushed against the edge of the bed by him, and half of the quilt had fallen to the ground, and his sleeping posture was also very bold——

Well, the whole person is lying on the big bed in the shape of "wood"!

"Xiaoyan, did you get up yet?"

There was a knock on the door, and Wang Luoxi's urging voice came from outside.

He was disturbed by the "gentle" wake-up bell, so he missed the opportunity to discuss learning postures with Zhou Gong's daughter. Wen Yan couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

He opened his sleepy eyes and shouted to the outside:

"Chu Chui Chui, what about Soul Crush? The alarm clock hasn't even sounded yet, but you are more on time than the alarm clock. Let me sleep a little longer..."

Wen Yan woke up a little angry, he rolled up the quilt that was sagging on the edge of the bed, pulled it over his head, isolated the noise in his ears, and prepared to fall asleep again.

At the age of prosperous and prosperous, and in the bright spring season, wouldn't it be a waste of precious youth if I don't sleep for a while?
But Wang Luoqi was obviously not used to him, and a girl's ruthless voice came from outside:
"Wen Xiaoyan, I'll give you 3 minutes. If I fail to see you in the living room after 3 minutes, I will interrupt you!"

Wen Yan didn't care about Wang Luoqi's threat at all. If he couldn't even keep the freedom to sleep in, how could he have family status for the rest of his life?
The younger brother is also a good cut to save face.

Therefore, for the sake of a happy life in the future, Wen Yan decided to hold high the flag of rebellion and fight against the evil force Wang Luoxi to the end.

Therefore, he directly lifted the quilt, sat up, and replied to the outside with a strong backbone:
"Get up, get up... Sister Luo Qi, don't worry, I'll get up now."

Well, after this conversation, he is no longer sleepy.

Well, he admits there is an element of strategic compromise.

After all, the uprising has to be planned slowly, so it shouldn't be rushed.

When the door is closed, everyone is a family. Even if they want to fight in the same room, they must give Wang Luoqi time to adapt, and they can't finish with one shot.

He threw the wet shorts into the storage basket and cleaned up the traces of overflowing water. Wen Yan couldn't help feeling a little emotional:

The most fearful thing at a young age is that good and evil are unrewarded!
Looking at the time on the phone, Wen Yan also understood why Wang Luoxi came over and urged him.

It was almost seven o'clock, and it was obvious that he had slept too fast and missed the alarm clock.

Putting on his big pants, Wen Yan stepped on his slippers and walked to the bathroom, yawning while walking, his expression a little sluggish.

Wang Luoqi was brushing her teeth, her red lips were stained with white foam. Seeing Wen Yan come in, she frowned and looked a little unhappy:

"Why are you swollen and not wearing clothes?"

Because of the foam, Wang Luoqi's pronunciation was a little vague, and there was foam when he spoke, which splashed on Wen Yan's chest.

"Wear it later, wear it later." He wiped off the foam on his body and said perfunctorily as usual.

No way, he was used to this conversation and had to come every morning.

Well, Wang Luoqi's attitude is still not firm enough, otherwise it would be impossible for him to keep this bad habit until now.

Glancing at the lines of Wen Yan's abdomen, Wang Luoxi didn't say any more, she shifted her body to the side, and her expression was obviously disgusting.

Wen Yan saw the needle, squeezed into the space vacated by Wang Luoxi, picked up the toothbrush and was ready to wash.

"Huh?" Looking at Wen Yan's dark circles, Wang Luoxi was a little surprised: "Didn't they all make you sleep early, why are you still such a ghost?"

"I was in bed after nine o'clock, but the quality of sleep was a bit poor, so I haven't slept enough yet." Wen Yan said perfunctorily while squeezing toothpaste.

Well, I went to bed after nine o'clock, checked the news, ate melon online for a while, and played a few games, and before I knew it, it was early in the morning.

He used to rest in the early morning, but now he can get six or seven hours of sleep, and he won't go out with dark circles under his eyes.

But before going to bed, he was reading the novel for a while, and when he got to the latest chapter, it was already past three in the morning.

Well, staying up late to cultivate immortals has boundless mana.

After washing up, Wang Luoqi put aside Wen Yan beside him, and said:
"Hurry up, and hurry up to cook when you're ready. There are still things to do at noon."

"What's the matter, tell me first, so that I can prepare myself mentally." Wen Yan said vaguely.

"You don't need to prepare, you just need to arrive!"

Wang Luoqi patted Wen Yan's shoulder, wiped off the remaining water stains on his hands, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Mysterious and mysterious, I must not hold back." Looking at Wang Luoqi's back, Wen Yan beeped softly.

After leaving the bathroom, Wang Luoqi was about to go to the master bedroom, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of the half-open door of the second bedroom, and Wang Luoqi couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Wen Yan went back to his room after nine o'clock and slept until seven in the morning, but he still looked like a sluggish ghost.

To say that there is nothing tricky in this is simply an insult to her IQ.

Thinking of the most searched entry last night, Wang Luoxi narrowed his eyes. Did this guy do anything strange in the bedroom?
After yesterday's events, Wen Yan's credibility in her heart has plummeted and become no longer pure.

After all, how pure can you expect a young man who even dares to wander around the Fengyue place?
Walking into the second bedroom, Wang Luoxi's beautiful eyes flowed, scanning the entire room, except for the messy bedding, the furniture was fairly neat.

Since the windows are half open, the air can circulate, and there is no odor in the room, Wang Luoqi nodded, quite satisfied.

How can I tell if he has done something wrong?Wang Luoxi touched his chin, remembering the comment under the hot search entry yesterday.

By the way, suspicious tissue!
Thinking of this, Wang Luoqi went straight to the trash can to see if there was any evidence of a crime in it.

If there is, it means that Wen Yan has done something bad, then it is necessary for her to think about countermeasures.

Well, the trash can is empty and there are no suspicious tissues.

After some inspection, Wang Luoxi's mouth showed a smile, and Wen Yan did not develop a bad habit, which made her very satisfied.

But just as Wang Luoqi turned to leave, she suddenly caught a glimpse of——

Storage basket in the corner of the room!
……

After washing up, Wen Yan came out of the bathroom and was about to cook, but he bumped into Wang Luoqi who had just come out of the second bedroom.

"Sister Luo Qi, what are you doing in my room?" Wen Yan was a little puzzled.

"I'll help you clean up the room." Wang Luoqi said with a stern face: "You're so old, can't you fold the quilt after getting up?"

Looking at the quilt folded into squares, Wen Yan felt a little strange. When did Wang Luoqi care about these little things?

However, the woman's brain is very strange, and Wen Yan didn't care too much. Wang Luoxi may have suddenly become interested and wanted to take care of his daily life.

Wen Yan smiled and said, "When I get up, I first ventilate the bedroom, and then fold the quilt, so that I can be more comfortable when I go to bed at night."

"Then, be more diligent next time." Wang Luoxi walked quickly towards the master bedroom.

Looking at the girl's hurrying back, Wen Yan was a little confused, so he just folded the quilt. Why did his earlobes turn red?
After half an hour.

At the dining table, Wen Yan and Wang Luoqi sat opposite each other, having breakfast.

Wen Yan felt that Wang Luoqi was a little weird today. Usually, when the two of them were eating, there was no rule of "sleep without talking, eat without speaking".

The atmosphere at the dinner table has always been relatively active. Occasionally, the two of them would fight a few words, and even start a fierce chase with chopsticks because of a piece of favorite food.

Well, it usually ends with a warm word winning.

Don't get me wrong, this is not because he is strong enough to be able to grab food from the tiger's mouth.

But after some fierce competition, the dining table is the destination of the food, and now it is time for Wen Yan to clean up the battlefield.

In short, when the two of them dine, the atmosphere is more lively.

But today, Wang Luoqi didn't say a word, just immersed himself in cooking, even though Wen Yan took the initiative to find a topic.

She also just replied "um ah ah" with a very perfunctory expression.

That's fine, maybe it's because he's in a bad mood and doesn't have the desire to speak.

But when Wen Yan buried her head to eat, she would silently use her eyes to measure Wen Yan's movements, as if she was observing something.

Aware of the weight of Wang Luoxi's eyes again, Wen Yan suddenly raised his head, looked directly into her beautiful eyes, and asked:

"Sister Luo Qi, is there something dirty on my face?"

"No, no!" Wang Luoxi's eyes were dodged.

"Then why have you been looking at me?" Wen Yan was a little strange.

Wang Luoxi refused to admit it: "When did I see you?"

"I've read it many times, you think I didn't find it." Wen Yan spread his hands, a little helpless.

He was caught by him, but he still wanted to hide it, um, this is very Wang Luoqi.

Arrogant chant!
Wang Luoxi rolled his eyes: "If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

Wen Yan: "..."

Well, the topic is stuck in an endless loop!

……

After breakfast, Wang Luoqi cleaned up the dishes and went back to the master bedroom.

after awhile.

With a set of clothes in her hand, she walked up to Wen Yan and said with a serious expression:

"Go to the room and change."

Wen Yan didn't care too much at first after taking the clothes.

Over the years, Wang Luoqi has often bought him more clothes, even more than she bought herself. It seems that she has regarded dressing up her little brother as a pleasure.

But after taking a glance, Wen Yan was a little surprised, Wang Luoxi had not bought him this kind of clothes yet.

This is a handmade black suit.

It is said that there must be a solid black suit in the wardrobe of an adult man, because there are two occasions that will be used - weddings and funerals!

Thinking of Wang Luoqi's abnormality today, Wen Yan's heart tightened and asked:

"Sister Luo Qi, whose funeral are we going to?"

"Funeral?" Wang Luoqi's eyes were a little weird, but after thinking for a while, she nodded and said, "It's not so bad... it's almost."

Huh... Hearing Wang Luoqi's tone, Wen Yan was also relieved. There was no sadness in the girl's tone, which meant that she was not a close person.

Seeing that Wang Luoqi was really serious, Wen Yan didn't hesitate, he picked up his clothes and went back to the bedroom.

Since it was the first time in his life to wear a suit, his craftsmanship was a little unfamiliar, so Wen Yan spent a lot of time before tying his tie.

By the time he walked out of the second bedroom, seven or eight minutes had passed.

As soon as the bedroom door was opened, Wen Yan saw Wang Luoqi, who happened to be walking out of the master bedroom. During this time, she also changed her clothes:
At this time, Wang Luoqi was wearing a business woman's professional suit, lined with a pure white shirt, showing the proud fullness in front of him.

The lower body is a black dress. Even if she is not wearing stockings, it still does not affect the beauty of her legs. She still has a pair of black high heels on her feet, which she rarely wore in the past, showing the capable style of an urban strong woman.

Wen Yan has not seen Wang Luoxi's formal attire for a long time, which further confirmed his thoughts.

Well, it should be to attend the funeral of a business partner!
Coming to Wen Yan, Wang Luoxi carefully looked at his clothes, and habitually helped him smooth the folds at the corners of his clothes.

When she saw Wen Yan's tie, Wang Luoxi frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied, she untied the tie and tied it again for Wen Yan, a slightly mature "business knot".

Seeing Wang Luoqi's neat and tidy technique, Wen Yan was a little ashamed. He had tied a tie many times in his previous life, but he was not as proficient as a novice Wang Luoqi.

After tying his tie, Wang Luoqi took two steps back, looked at Wen Yan again, and nodded with satisfaction.

Well, this dress is very suitable for Wen Yan, her eyes are so good.

Before leaving the house, Wen Yan asked Wang Luoqi, "Sister Luo Qi, whose funeral are we going to? Who is it? Do I know who it is?"

After all, the funeral is an important occasion, and Wen Yan wanted to know the situation of the deceased in advance, so as not to make a joke at the time.

"It's not a big boss in the business world, you probably don't know him." Wang Luoqi pondered for a while, and said in a heavy tone: "Anyway, you only need to know that he is a poor man."

……

The two took the elevator to the underground parking lot. As soon as they got into the smooth curve of the SUV, Wang Luoqi kicked off his high heels, frowned and said:

"This thing is really uncomfortable, and my feet hurt after wearing it for a while."

"You know it's uncomfortable, but you still have to wear it?" Wen Yan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, shrugged: "You just wear ladies' leather shoes like you used to?"

In fact, he didn't want Wang Luoxi to wear high heels. To know Wang Luoxi's net height, he was 172 cm.

Now, the girl stepped on the black high heels of five or six centimeters, and her height was almost 178 centimeters, which made Wen Yan of 182 centimeters feel a little pressure.

"What do you know?" Wang Luoxi rolled his eyes, threw the high heels to Wen Yan and said, "This is my sister's magic weapon."

The magic weapon of victory is a little stunned. He goes to a funeral, but regards black high heels as the magic weapon for victory. Is there something wrong with this style of painting?

Are you going to knock ghosts with high heels?
However, looking at the high-heeled shoes in his arms, Wen Yan also threw away the extra thoughts. Now the only thing he can be sure of is—

He seems to have become the "boy with shoes" under the eldest sister!
With the roar of the engine, Wen Yan could feel a clear push back, and then the SUV rushed out of the parking space.

From this soaring speed, Wen Yan inexplicably felt a trace of murderous aura.

Shouldn't this really be a fight with the kid, Wen Yan secretly complained about Wang Luoqi's abnormality.

……

After half an hour.

The SUV slowly drove into the central business district of Modu. Wen Yan felt something was wrong. He agreed to attend the funeral, but why did he come to the leisure business street?

Looking at the disco not far away, Wen Yan felt a little chilly, shouldn't this be to dance on the grave?

"Sister Luo Qi, are you sure we are going to the funeral?" Wen Yan felt that Wang Luoxi was playing tricks on him.

Near a high-end cafe, Wang Luoqi slowly stopped the car, loosened her seat belt, and then turned to Wen Yan and said:

"Just to attend the funeral!"

"Don't be funny." Wen Yan didn't believe Wang Luoxi's nonsense at all: "That sb will hold a funeral here?"

"There really is such a sb." Wang Luoqi pointed to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the cafe not far away, and said:

"Just like him!"

Following the direction of Wang Luoqi's fingers, Wen Yan saw a man in a high-end suit sitting by the window of the cafe with a large bouquet of roses on the table.

This man is about 26 or [-] years old, his hair is combed meticulously, looking at the suit on his body, and the famous watch with a rough outline, he should be worth a lot of money.

Wen Yan was a little puzzled: "Sister Luo Qi, who is he?"

A sneer flashed across Wang Luoqi's mouth.

……

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(End of this chapter)