monopolize her

The voice fell, and the corridor fell into dead silence.

The field of vision was pitch black, but the rest of the perception was magnified. The soft voice of the little girl seemed to stick to the ear and soak into the bottom of my heart.

Wen Yuran didn't move.

It is okay to play the same trick once, but it will be boring if you play too much.

Over and over again, she made progress again and again, making her feel like she was being led by the nose and out of control.

This feeling made her a little unhappy.

Wen Yuran said lightly: "I won't go in, don't waste time."

The little girl is still holding on firmly.

"Let go."

Wen Yuran repeated it again.

The voices died down, the corridor became quiet, and Wen Yuran could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat.

Silence lasted five seconds.

Finally, the little girl let go of her hand.

Wen Yuran felt that the slight pressure on his body disappeared.

"Goodbye."

The little girl's voice was soft and low.

Wen Yuran replied: "Well, goodbye."

After saying goodbye, Wen Yuran raised his hand, elegantly pulled the hair around his ears, and turned to leave.

His eyes hit the dark corridor.

The corridor is like the entrance of an abyss, as if some humorous ghost will jump out of it in the next second.

The imagination of human beings is boundless, and it will continue to deepen and refine. If you think more deeply, you can substitute it into the female ghost in today's horror movies...

Wen Yuran hesitated at his feet.

There were no lights on the second floor, only the lights on the first floor were still working. Wen Yuran had to go through the dark second floor to go down.

Wen Yuran narrowed his eyes, paused for a moment, and then slowly raised his feet.

"Boss Wen."

Ning An called her from behind: "If you are afraid, I can accompany you down again."

Wen Yuran twitched the corner of his mouth, not wanting to answer this question.

When she acquiesced, Ning An grabbed her cuff again and walked in front of her.

Although he couldn't hold back his face, Wen Yuran still heaved a sigh of relief, and he was no longer afraid, so he just let the little girl lead her.

Slowly, step by step, go down.

Wen Yuran smiled inwardly as he walked.

In more than 20 years, it was the first time for Wen Yuran to encounter such an embarrassing and absurd scene - she accompanied the little girl upstairs, and was finally sent down by the little girl.

The two of them really have nothing to do.

boring enough.

After Wen Yuran went downstairs, he got into the car.

And Ning An has been standing at the stairs, staring at the car going away.

Back home, Wen Yuran took a shower and replied to several work emails with his mobile phone.

After swiping a few times, my fingers unconsciously opened WeChat.

[naw]: Thank you for the gift, I have already started using it~

[naw]: [picture]

The loaded small ring rotates twice, and the picture is displayed.

It's a photo of the mobile phone that Wen Yuran gave to the little girl today. There is also a mobile phone case on the phone, which should be put on by the little girl. It has a pink and tender cartoon appearance, and a marker is drawn on it. Sticky smiley.

A high-end mobile phone positioned as a luxurious atmosphere is dressed up in a cute pink shape.

Wen Yuran was a little dumbfounded.

After chatting briefly, Wen Yuran was ready to go to bed.

Neither the thrilling footage of a horror film nor some small, unpleasant detail left much of a mark.

Only the last cute mobile phone picture of the little girl remained in my head, extending into a peaceful sleep.

The next morning, Ye Qinmian called Wen Yuran and asked her to go back to Wen Yuran's house for a meal.

Wen Yuran hesitated for a moment, agreed, and drove back at noon.

As soon as he saw Ye Qinmian, Wen Yuran almost reflexively began to think about how to deal with the marriage urge.

But the fact is that from the moment he entered the house until the meal was over, Ye Qinmian was just chatting with her family, and had no intention of urging marriage at all.

It seems that Ye Qinmian was really persuaded by Tuomeng's grandfather.

I was not troubled by the urging of marriage, and this meal was very comfortable.

While eating, Wen Yuran noticed that his younger brother Wen Qu was always looking at him.

As soon as the meal was over, Wen Qu dragged her to the balcony in the name of caring about her sister's life recently.

Wen Qu dragged his voice and shouted: "Sister..."

"What's the matter?" Wen Yuran lazily leaned against the glass fence of the balcony, looking at the round and plump emerald green particles hanging from the pearl spider plant on the flower stand, with a somewhat absent-minded tone.

What else could be wrong?

As long as the younger brother speaks in this tone, he must be asking for something.

Wen Yuran knew it well, and waited for Wen Qu to speak.

"Sister...can you lend me your assistant..."

"What are you doing again?"

"No, um, there is a parent meeting in the afternoon... I missed the point in my Chinese composition in the last monthly exam, and I dare not let my mother go..." Wen Qu looked guilty.

After hearing this, Wen Yuran thought for a while, and didn't rush to reply. He turned his head and thought about his recent itinerary. Today is still free.

"I'll accompany you there."

"what?"

"Is there a problem?" Wen Yuran glanced at him.

He immediately closed his mouth and shook his head, of course there is no problem.

When he arrived at school, Wen Yuran listened to the teacher's exam summary in its entirety, and found that Wen Qu hadn't lied. Except for the precipitous drop in Chinese, other subjects were quite high.

In order not to make Wen Qu stand out too much, today Wen Yuran dressed simply and didn't wear any jewelry. He sat next to the students like other parents, and looked like an ordinary deserted beauty. From time to time, some boys looked over here.

Wen Yuran didn't pay much attention.

When the teacher said to take a break, a large number of parents gathered around the podium. When the parents were no longer around, the students let go, and some people began to discuss in low voices.

"Who is that? You don't look like your mother at such a young age?"

"I've met Wen Qu's mother, she doesn't look like this, she should be her sister."

"quite pretty."

"Well, it's really good!"

"Tch, if you want me to say, the young lady from S University who came to introduce you last time is pretty, what's her name?"

Wen Yuran was young and high-ranking, and he had heard all kinds of discussions along the way, so he didn't care at all.

But when she heard "Miss Sister of University S", something flashed by, she squinted her eyes and listened carefully.

Coincidentally, a boy next to him picked up the conversation and answered the question——

"I remember, it's called Ning An, that means An Ning is reversed."

The heart skipped a beat.

Wen Yuran frowned, paused his fingers slightly.

The little girl came here to preach?

why here?

Why is it exactly Wen Qu's school and Wen Qu's class?

"Wen Qu." Wen Yuran called out to his younger brother.

"Sister, what's the matter?"

Wen Yuran stroked the edge of the wooden table lightly with his fingers, and asked, "Do you know Ning An?"

The tone of the question is close to that of a declarative sentence.

"Ah?...I know, I know." Wen Qu replied stumblingly.

"Ever talked?"

"Say it, I said it," Wen Qu went through a few hurdles, and finally let the words go smoothly, "About a month ago, the young lady came to give a promotion, and after the promotion was over, many people added her account, I had some questions about the university that day, so I knocked on her and asked... I didn't contact her after that..."

"Then why are you nervous?"

"It's...it's nothing...it's just that after I finished asking the question that day, I started talking for no reason, um...the main, the main thing I talked about was you...well, sister, you don't know her..."

The more Wen Qu talked, the lower his voice became, and the more guilty he became.

Wen Yuran didn't answer his question, but stared down at the grain on the wooden table, exerting a little force on his fingers.

She continued to ask, "What are you talking about?"

Wen Qu has always been afraid and trusting of this elder sister. When asked about this, he hesitated a few times before gritted his teeth and told the truth.

"I didn't say anything, just... I told her that I have a very good sister. Although she looks a little too calm, as long as she pokes the right point, it is easy to soften her heart. For example... when I was young, as long as I grabbed my sister's If I want something for the clothes, my sister will definitely not be able to hold me back, hee hee, anyway, my sister is a good sister!"

Now that he started talking, he naturally wanted to say something nice. Wen Qu polished the language a few times, making himself feel a little embarrassed when he said it.

I thought that my sister should be happy after hearing so many beautiful words, but Wen Qu soon realized that something was wrong.

Wen Yuran just stared at somewhere expressionlessly, with a cold and calm expression.

Deep in thought.

——As long as I grab my sister's clothes and ask for something, my sister will definitely not be able to hold me back.

This sentence, the little girl really made full use of it.

Wen Yuran swallowed lightly, and lowered her brows.