Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Yan Rongrong felt that this Aunt Wen was very good at acting, and she definitely graduated from the School of Showing Jokes. The tone of her voice really made her want to laugh.

But it seemed that it was not good to laugh at people face to face, so she endured it forcefully and lowered her head to eat the fried eggs.

But before he finished a bite of the fried egg, Aunt Wen came out again, still asking in that pretentious voice.

"If you eat fish, do you like braised fish? Or boiled? Or grilled fish, the spicy one, the one that makes your nose run down."

"what?"

Yan Rongrong almost choked to death with a mouthful of fried eggs, so she quickly grabbed the glass and drank a glass of milk, and then she felt smooth.

"You...you can eat whatever you like,"

Aunt Wen shook her head.

"Hey, then..."

Realizing that her voice was getting louder, she lowered her voice again and spoke softly.

"I'm a wage earner. I'm here to cook for you. Of course, I have to cook according to your taste. Also, if you have anything to do with me, just say, I'm here to serve you wholeheartedly." .”

Yan Rongrong's smile was particularly awkward, because this aunt's words made her feel very uncomfortable from the beginning.

"That, it's very spicy, can you make it a little less spicy on this basis?"

Aunt Wen smiled, very confidently.

"No problem, just sit and wait to eat."

Girls, many like spicy food, and Yan Rongrong is no exception. When I was in school, as long as I had money in my pocket, I would definitely buy a few packs of spicy strips.

After breakfast, just as she picked up the plate, Aunt Wen ran out.

"You don't need it. This is my job. I'll just clean it up. Go and play."

Yan Rongrong scratched her head.

"Then, please."

"No trouble, no trouble, it should be."

Yan Rongrong took the mobile phone and sat on the sofa. She still didn't know how to deal with Si Boheng's high-tech TV, so she didn't watch it at all, and continued to use the mobile phone.

But those people on Weibo kept repeating those words, what kind of elder sister is the most beautiful, what is the best match with Si Boheng, Yan Rongrong didn't feel it anymore, anyway, she made up her mind to ask Si Boheng when he came back, it was related to her Baby, she still wanted to get a guarantee from Si Boheng.

But just as he was about to swipe away, he saw another message.

[Si Boheng's ten-thousand-year iron tree bloomed, and the records of staying in a hotel with a woman flowed out! 】

When Yan Rongrong looked at the photo, she felt both familiar and strange. The familiarity was that the hotel was the hotel where she and Si Boheng stayed that night. What was wrong was that there was no sign of Si Boheng in that photo , only a black shadow, still has long hair, and from the figure, it still looks like that big star.

Sure enough, there were a bunch of comments below, all guessing that it was Chen Shiwan.

"Ahhh, is this the rhythm of the official announcement? Look at how those presidents are still cleaning up. Hasn't the handsome president been taken down by our sister?"

Yan Yan, Yan Rongrong thinks that this title is quite appropriate for Si Boheng, his face is really good-looking, and his temperament is even more outstanding, he is a noble son raised by a wealthy family.

But these people can really spread rumors, she couldn't help but reply.

"The picture is so dark that you can't see anything clearly, right? How do you know that the president has moved in?"

Someone replied to her right away, a screenshot of the check-in record, all other information was mosaiced out, only Si Boheng's name was clear.

That character is vigorous and powerful, and the pen is like a snake. It is definitely not easy to imitate.

Seeing that Yan Rongrong stopped talking, the other party was extremely proud.

"All arguments are useless in front of the evidence. Wait for the official announcement. Shi Wan is going to marry into a wealthy family, or a top wealthy family."

Yan Rongrong put down her phone and decided not to use it anymore.

She really had nothing to do herself, so she could only pick up the vacuum cleaner and try to clean the house.

But as soon as the vacuum cleaner rang, Aunt Wen came out and stopped her from doing it, saying that she would clean up later, and pushed Yan Rongrong onto the sofa again.

Yan Rongrong is bored. I remembered that when I was at home, the work was always endless. Sweeping the floor and tidying up the house was always in a hurry, and I didn’t dare to stop for a moment. If it took too long, the cooking time would be shortened. When her younger brother comes back from school, if the meal is not ready, she will be scolded again.

Sitting on the sofa alone in a daze until after eleven o'clock, Si Boheng came back.

When Si Boheng opened the door, he could smell a spicy smell that irritated his nostrils.

He asked as he changed his shoes.

"What kind of food is this?"

Seeing him coming back, Yan Rongrong's eyes lit up instantly, she quickly jumped off the sofa and ran towards him.

"Mr. Si, are you back?"

Si Boheng hummed, his eyes moved down, and he caught sight of her pair of white bare feet.

Sensing his gaze, Yan Rongrong moved her toes and said very consciously.

"I'm going to put on my shoes."

Si Boheng walked up to her and hugged her up.

Yan Rongrong was startled.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Si Boheng didn't speak, and carried her directly into the bedroom, leaving only Aunt Wen standing at the kitchen door with a spoon in her hand and her mouth open enough to stuff an egg.

She, what did she see?

Aunt Wen couldn't believe her eyes. Her young master actually hugged that girl. Although she had guessed that the girl might be raised outside by the young master, but...seeing her with her own eyes, she still couldn't believe it.

In the eyes of all of them, Si Boheng is a person who is so indifferent that he has no worldly desires, and the rumors about him on the Internet are even more difficult to read. Some say that he doesn't like women, others say that he is frigid, and even There are countless ugly words to say that he can't stand up.

That's why the people in the family are urging the young master to find a partner. Several blind dates have been arranged, but the young master didn't attend any of them. Those rich and noble girls were let go, and there were even more ugly words.

Fortunately, her young master probably never read those things, and with his cold temper, no one dared to beep in front of him.

But now, today, Aunt Wen saw him holding a girl and entering the bedroom...

There is so much room for imagination. Aunt Wen really wanted to take out her mobile phone and call Madam immediately to tell her the breaking news, but she didn't dare to call because of the young master's order!

Such explosive news can only be known by himself, which is really tormenting.

Aunt Wen muttered, took the spoon into the kitchen and continued to work.

Si Boheng carried Yan Rongrong into the bedroom, only to find that the slippers were not there.

Yan Rongrong whispered.

"in living room."

He turned and went out, brought her shoes in after a while, knelt down and put them on for her.

"In the future, you can't run on the ground without shoes. Girls can't catch cold, and you're still pregnant."

Yan Rongrong was made uncomfortable by his gentle tone, and unconsciously thought of Chen Shiwan in her mind, that woman is really blessed, such a good Mr. Si belongs to her!