In the past, if he drank too much wine, the kitchen would make him a bowl of hangover soup, but it was all hot. This bowl is not only cold, but the taste is so familiar...

Wen Jingjun's mind was a little sluggish after drinking, so he took another sip and tasted it carefully, and found that he guessed right the first time.It's really just a bowl of tomato juice, nothing else, pure tomato juice.

Wen Jingjun was a little annoyed.

Who is doing this, and dare to fool him when he drinks too much?

Wen Jingjun also drank a little too much. Although his steps were fairly steady, his mind was still very chaotic and impulsive. After taking a sip of the hangover soup, he put it aside, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

This time, it was a little fierce, and the alcohol rushed up.

Chen Yan had just put his own soup into his large-capacity thermos, and there was still some left in the pot.

Based on the principle of not wasting, he poured out a small bowl of the remaining soup, and Chen Yan planned to finish it before going to bed.Anyway, this is a health-preserving soup, it doesn't matter if you drink it sooner or later.

As soon as Chen Yan took a sip of the soup, he heard the kitchen door being opened with a bang, and then Wen Jingjun walked in with a calm face.

Chen Yan choked on this mouthful of soup and spewed it all out.

"It's you?" Wen Jingjun's eyes sparkled, and he hurriedly walked away, but he seemed a little staggered due to the anesthesia of alcohol. "Why are you here?"

Wen Jingjun didn't expect to see this kid again soon, and he was at his home.The urge to drink too much wine made him eager to try, quite excited.

Chen Yan couldn't help but took a step back.

Wen Jingjun drank too much?It looked a little scary, and the eyes were glowing green.

"Why are you running?" Wen Jingjun saw Chen Yan's small movements, and couldn't help but his face sank, "Do you want to avoid me again?"

???

Chen Yan had a question mark all over his head. After much deliberation, he guessed that Wen Jingjun had drunk too much.A gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, Chen Yan immediately put down the small bowl in his hand, and prepared to bypass Wen Jingjun and leave the kitchen.

"Don't go!" Wen Jingjun was angry, and stretched out his hand to grab Chen Yan's arm.

"It hurts!" Chen Yan couldn't help but yelled.

In his previous life, he was not bad, but in this generation, the fat little Chen Yan was purely spoiled and raised, and his skin is very delicate.Wen Jingjun had a lot of strength, and he drank too much wine without seriousness. With this grip, Chen Yan felt as if his wrist was being clamped by an iron pliers.

Wen Jingjun let go of his hand subconsciously, and lowered his head in a daze.

Chen Yan was a little annoyed, rubbed his clenched wrist, turned around and left.

"Don't go." Wen Jingjun blocked Chen Yan's way, reached out to grab Chen Yan's wrist, "Let me see."

Chen Yan dared not let him hold her again, she immediately took a step back and stared at Wen Jingjun vigilantly.

He's just a drunk, if he dares to come over again, he doesn't mind using the eighteen moves his brother taught him to deal with him!

But Chen Yan obviously miscalculated Wen Jingjun's combat power. The moment Chen Yan gritted his teeth and raised his leg to kick, Wen Jingjun held that chubby little white foot in his hand.

"Hey, let me see how your hands are doing." Wen Jingjun clamped Chen Yan's feet under his arms, and reached out to touch the sleeves of Chen Yan's pajamas.

With Chen Yan's body shape, even if he has lost about [-] catties these days, he is still a chubby guy with a lot of weight. This kind of posture with one leg raised can't stand, and he can't help but fall backwards.

It was also fortunate that there was a cooking table behind, so Chen Yan didn't fall down, one foot was on the ground, the other was raised high, one hand was supporting the cooking table, and Wen Jingjun held the other hand in his hand.

This posture is called a high difficulty...

Wen Jingjun looked carefully at Chen Yan's wrist.He did pull a little more urgently just now.On Chen Yan's chubby and round wrist, which looked like a lotus root festival, there was indeed a circle of blue marks.

Don't look at Chen Yan's fat, but his skin is very good, very delicate, and he rarely sees the sun, so it is white and tender.Therefore, the blue bruises in this circle were particularly obvious, and Wen Jingjun couldn't help but blame himself when he looked at it.

How could I accidentally hurt it!

"Let me go!" Chen Yan kept fighting, his feet were lifted, his hands were grabbed, and his lower back was still pinched.The uncomfortable feeling was indescribable, my waist was sore and my legs were hurting, and my hands were convulsing, and Chen Yan's eyes were red.

Hearing Chen Yan's aggrieved voice, Wen Jingjun looked up, saw Chen Yan's red eyes, and suddenly burst out laughing.He stretched out his hand and lightly poked Chen Yan's Xiaoyuan's face: "Hehe...this face looks like a bun!"

!!!

"Wen Jingjun, I am at odds with you!" Chen Yan growled.

The old butler ran to the kitchen to ask for a bowl of hangover soup, and then ran up to the second floor. Just in time, Wen Jingyi came out to talk to the old butler, but he missed Wen Jingjun.

When the old butler came down, there was a bowl of hangover soup on the table, but no one was there, and there were faint voices of conversation in the kitchen.

The old butler followed the voice and found the little fat man of the Chen family trapped between his body and the cooking table by his eldest son, holding his feet with one hand and pinching his face with the other, forcing him to People's children have red eye circles and want to cry.

Is this still the eldest young master of the Wen family who I am invincible, invincible and immortal, and enjoy longevity and heaven?

Why do you look like a rogue?

"Master..."

The old butler opened his mouth tremblingly, and his three views were shattered and scattered all over the ground.

Chen Yan was rescued by the old housekeeper, and after being comforted for a while, he went to sleep with a pitiful appearance.

Wen Jingjun was dragged into the room by the old housekeeper in a daze, he didn't drink any hangover soup, and threw it on the bed.

Taking advantage of the alcohol, Wen Jingjun fell asleep and slept until the next morning.

Wen Jingjun got up, saw that he hadn't bathed or changed his clothes yesterday, and scratched his hair in a daze.

I really drank too much, why did I just fall asleep like this?

But...how does it feel like I forgot something.

Wen Jingjun got up, took a shower and shaved, and came out of the bathroom after getting dressed, just in time for the old housekeeper to knock on the door.

Even after one night, the old butler still didn't wake up from the shock, and the look in Wen Jingjun's eyes was a bit indescribable.

"What's the matter? Looking at me like that?" Wen Jingjun touched his face, the old housekeeper's expression was too weird, could it be that he didn't wash his face clean?

"Young master...you don't remember what happened last night?" The old housekeeper hesitated, but decided to speak.

It's fine if he doesn't know about it, but he saw it, and it was his young master who bullied a teenage boy, so it's impossible for him to pretend that he didn't know about it.

Lun Gong is the housekeeper of this family, and he has the responsibility to tell the owner everything.In private, he also has the cheek to think that he is Wen Jingjun's elder, so he has to talk about this kind of thing.

So the old housekeeper trembled and said what he saw in detail.

Seeing Wen Jingjun's expression as if struck by lightning, the old housekeeper felt a little relieved.

really!My young master just drank too much!

Not really playing hooligans!

Anyway, bad wine is better than bad character!

The old butler has abandoned the three-view self-comfort.

It is true that Wen Jingjun is regretting.

But what he regrets is how he happened to be drunk last night.

If only he had been awake at the time.

Such a good opportunity, just missed it for nothing, he should catch that kid and force him to admit his identity, and then the two can be happy with each other and be together happily ever after.

Chen Yan didn't know what Wen Jingjun was thinking, otherwise he would have thought that this fellow hadn't woken up yet, otherwise how could there be such wishful thinking of a second-hand youth.

"Has he woke up?" Wen Jingjun cheered up again, anyway, it's a good thing to be around, what happened last night did sound a bit ridiculous, it's not something a gentleman did.

He didn't leave a good impression on the other party in his previous life, and he will definitely not in this life.He has to behave well, be a gentleman, and be dependable.

Anyway, that kid is smug, lustful, and crazy about paying back money.He has to work hard to develop in the direction of the opponent's weakness, to be a good old Gong who is beautiful, rich, and likes to praise him for his beauty.

"No, Mr. Chen has already left. He followed Er Shao and Mr. Yang and left early in the morning." The old housekeeper said honestly.

"Ah." Wen Jingjun's disappointment was beyond words, and he couldn't help clenching his hand holding the doorknob, "Okay, I get it."

"..." The old butler felt extremely relieved.Seeing the eldest young master's expression of regret, remorse, remorse, and hatred all day long, he knew that he was right! "Breakfast is ready, hurry up and eat while it's hot."

Wen Jingjun responded vigorously, tidied up and went downstairs.

Ever since Chen Yan came over to make pan-fried buns last time, the cooks behind have noticed.

The Patriarch of the Wen family is their food and clothing parents, the big benefactor, and taking good care of this is the key to their income.Although the salary is very high, the work is only three meals a day, but it is not easy.

Because all of their chefs together couldn't get the point in Jinzhu's stomach.

No matter what they do, this old man just tastes it, guarantees the calories he needs for a day, and keeps himself alive.If there is any great interest in eating, it is completely invisible.

But since the second young master's friend brought his younger brother and cooked a few dishes in the kitchen last time, they were surprised to find that their benefactor turned out to be the same as a normal person.

But they can't taste those dishes, and they can't master the precise cooking time, so they can only sigh.But a few days ago, this little Mr. Chen came over to make fried buns again, and they found that the patron liked it even more than last time!

They cook all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas in different ways every day, and this one only eats a few bites. The gold master ate more than 30 buns made of meat and noodles?

This is easy to handle!They will also make buns!

So, from time to time, steamed buns would appear on the dinner table of Wen's family, such as meat buns, vegetarian buns, red bean paste buns, custard buns... appearing in turn.

It was the same today, a bowl of millet porridge and a plate of steamed buns were on the dining table, waiting for Wen Jingjun to enjoy.

Wen Jingjun picked up a steamed bun casually, the small steamed stuffed bun was soft, very much like Chen Yan's white and round face on the way to lose weight, he couldn't help laughing.

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