How can I always be treated as a woman

When Wan Feng heard Mrs. Lan say this, she felt a little bit in her heart, which meant she had made up her mind!In this way, the meaning of this banquet is quite different...In the blink of an eye, Wan Feng's thoughts changed a lot, thinking of having a good talk with her old man after returning home.

Sure enough, when Mr. Lan was giving a toast at the banquet, he solemnly introduced Jing Xing to his relatives and friends as Lan Wanhua's boyfriend.Afterwards, Jing Xing and Lan Wanhua separated, and was led by Lan's mother to shuttle between the banquets, and met many elders and peers.Lan Wanhua, together with Lan's father, discussed some business matters with several family friends.

The reception was half over, and people were almost leaving, Lan Wanhua finally got out, wandered around in the hall, Lan Wanhua found Jing Xing on the chair by the balcony.I saw him sitting alone next to a big ball of champagne roses, with a cup of plum green tea in front of him.

Blindfolding Jing Xing's eyes from behind, Lan Wanhua asked in a naive and hoarse voice, "Who am I?"

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"I guess, I guess it's my boyfriend!" Jing Xing smiled and pulled Lan Wanhua's arm, turned his head and said.

Sitting down on the chair opposite Jing Xing, Lan Wanhua asked, "Why alone?"

"My aunt suddenly answered an emergency call and went to deal with work; the teacher was taken away by my uncle and went to the study to play chess." Jing Xing leaned back on the chair, his voice was a little lazy, and he looked like he had been drinking.

Lan Wanhua reached out and touched Jing Xing's blushing face due to alcohol, and asked, "Why are you drunk? I remember asking my mother to change it to low-strength champagne."

"It's champagne, I didn't drink much!" Lan Wanhua's hand was on her face, it was cold, and Jing Xing couldn't help rubbing it on it.

"If I knew your drinking capacity was so bad, I should have told my mother not to let you drink." Lan Wanhua sighed lightly, let Jing Xing do his best, and said, "I'll let the kitchen cook some for you. Hangover soup?"

"No need, there is plum green tea." Jing Xing raised the cup in front of him, took a sip, and smiled, "Look, I drank it."

Lan Wanhua couldn't help but support his forehead, should he be thankful that Jing Xing's wine is good?Don't cry or make trouble when drunk, answer whatever you ask.

As Jing Xing said, his energy became more and more lacking, he leaned his head on the sofa, and almost fell asleep.Seeing Jing Xing's sleepy look, Lan Wanhua stepped forward to pick him up and said, "I'll take you to have a rest, okay?"

Jing Xing nodded in a daze.

Jing Xing, whose consciousness was a little fuzzy, followed Lan Wanhua all the way up to the third floor. The whole villa of the Lan family, the first floor is the living room, audio-visual room, dining room and other public activity areas, the second floor is the bedroom of the old couple, Lan's father's studio and Lan's father. Mother’s study room, and the third floor is the bedroom and study room of Lan Wanhua and Lan Xinlan Chengchi’s siblings, but now that they are all grown up and have moved out of the villa, the third floor is often vacant, and the old couple is afraid that their children will suddenly come back. There is no place to live at home, so a nanny will be arranged to clean up regularly and dry the bedding.

Lan Wanhua's room is the same as his own, with white and beige as the main colors, the gentle layout, the bed and sofa must be a mess of comfort at first glance, the desk and wardrobe have obvious Chinese style, the material of huanghuali, the value Not cheap.A row of glass-paneled cabinets along the wall contained a cabinet of trophies and awards.

When Lan Wanhua supported him and fell on the bed, Jing Xing's consciousness was a little blurred, he barely realized that he had changed his position, he opened his eyes in a daze, and asked, "Where is this?"

"My room." Lan Wanhua replied, gently lifted Jing Xing's body, took off the alcohol-stained coat for him, and was about to wipe his face with a hot towel.

"Your room?" Jing Xing obviously couldn't quite understand Lan Wanhua's words at the moment.

"Hey, let's wipe our faces." By the way, Lan Wanhua took off his coat, comforted Jing Xing, and went into the bathroom to put a basin of hot water out.

The soft towel was slowly dragged across Jing Xing's face, and the just right water temperature not only did not wake Jing Xing up, but the heat stimulated the alcohol in his body to continue rising.

Jing Xing frowned slightly, unconsciously trying to sweep away Lan Wanhua's annoying fingers, and muttered: "Don't bother me..."

Hearing Jing Xing's lovely voice, Lan Wanhua couldn't help chuckling: "Why do I bother you, huh?"

"I want to sleep!" Jing Xing said in his sleep, frowning and losing his temper.

"Okay, I'll let you sleep." Lan Wanhua pinched Jing Xing's nose pamperingly, stopped her hand movements, and put the towel back into the basin.Resignedly, he took off Jing Xing's shoes and socks and stuffed them under the quilt.

"It's hot, don't cover it!" Jing Xing kicked the sky, and kicked the quilt on his body to the ground.

Lan Wanhua had no choice but to lower the temperature of the air conditioner, picked up the duvet from the ground, and covered Jing Xing again.Feeling that the temperature in the room was a little low, fearing that Jing Xing would catch cold if he stepped on the quilt again, Lan Wanhua carefully tucked the feet of the quilt covering both sides under Jing Xing's body.

The quilt that had just been aired smelled like sunshine, and the lowered temperature was so comfortable that Jing Xing soon fell into a deep sleep.Lan Wanhua sat by the bed, looked at Jing Xing's innocent appearance in his sleep, and after a long time, finally planted a kiss on Jing Xing's forehead.

When I woke up, the sunset had already begun to set, and the red rays of light came in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a streak of golden light on the beige quilt.It took Jing Xing a while to realize where he was now.The warm air from the air conditioner in the room was blowing, and the thin clothes on his body made Jing Xing feel a little cold when he sat up from the bed.The decoration in the house is unobstructed, there is no one, and there is a photo of Lan Wanhua on the desk on one side. Lan Wanhua, who is sixteen or seventeen years old, stands under the wisteria flowers and smiles gently.It seemed to be Lan Wanhua's room, and with such recognition of Jing Xing, his heart became much more at ease in an instant.

Jing Xing got up and smelled the smell of alcohol on his body.Jing Xing frowned, he kept wandering between taking a bath and being patient.

Is it not good to take a bath at Lan Wanhua's parents' house?It smells bad if you don't take a shower!

It smells even after taking a shower without a change of clothes!It hurts not to take a shower!

It's time to eat, will someone suddenly come in and call?Itchy body without bathing!

Finally, all the worries in Jing Xing's heart were overcome by Virgo's obsession with cleanliness, Jing Xing decided to go to the bathroom to take a shower, at worst, he would wear the clothes that smelled of alcohol before!

After entering the bathroom and taking a good shower, Jing Xing wrapped the towel around his body, looked at the unwashed clothes in the laundry basket, and frowned in disgust, as expected, he still didn't want to wear them!

After hesitating for a second, Jing Xing resolutely threw away his clothes, intending to take one from the space and put it on first, but he was afraid of arousing Lan Wanhua's suspicion.In desperation, Jing walked out of the room and opened the closet in the room. It was clearly in Lan Wanhua style, half of which were shirts and suits, all kinds of hand-made customization with some exquisite workmanship;

He took out a Hanfu inner jacket that looked very comfortable, and put it on Jing Xing's body, which was obviously one size larger, just covering his buttocks, looking lazy and a little seductive.

Sitting by the bed and calling Lan Wanhua:

"Jing Xing is awake?" Lan Wanhua's voice on the phone seemed very cheerful.

"Well," Jing Xing's voice had a nasal voice that had just woken up, and he said with some hesitation, "I took a shower... There is no change of clothes."

As Lan Wanhua said, he gestured to the person next to him to go upstairs, walked up while making a phone call, and said, "Just find a piece of my clothes from the closet next to you and put it on."

"It's too big." As Jing Xing said, he straightened his sleeves that were about to cover his hands.

"Let me see how much bigger it is?" Lan Wanhua's teasing voice on the phone had just finished, when there was the sound of the doorknob being turned.

Jing Xing hung up the phone and looked towards the door, but it was Lan Wanhua who came in, changing into a casual Tang suit.

Lan Wanhua saw Guang Yiguo's slender legs under Jing Xing's loose white inner garment, her eyes were a little dark.

Seeing Lan Wanhua's expression, Jing Xing suddenly thought of teasing, the little fox in his heart waved the flag and shouted, Jing Xing's body moved slightly, and the inner garment immediately slipped down from Jing Xing's thigh, and the graceful body curves naturally The toes stretched upwards, all the way up, and disappeared into the dark underclothes.

The scenery in front of him could be described as lively and fragrant, Lan Wanhua took two steps forward, sat on the edge of the bed, embraced Jing Xing, and held his feet, just when Jing Xing thought that Lan Wanhua could not bear to do something at last. At some point, Lan Wanhua tucked his legs into the bed and asked, "Isn't it cold just sitting by the bed?"

The expected reaction didn't appear, Jing Xing couldn't help but touch his forehead, he was about to be defeated by this gentleman who was so upright in his face!

"It's not cold." Jing Xing stretched his thighs out of the quilt again, and gently teased Lan Wanhua's thighs with his toes, he couldn't believe that he couldn't see the man losing his composure.

Lan Wanhua took a deep breath, and held Jing Xing's restless foot that kept igniting on her body with one hand, her pink toes were round and cute, and her jade-colored feet were too small compared to boys of the same age.

"Bad guy!" Lan Wanhua scolded with a smile, and decided to give Jing Xing a little punishment.He saw Jing Xing was fixed with one arm, while the other hand scratched the sole of Jing Xing's feet.

"Ahahahaha—haha!" The body transformed by the elixir and Yuquan is extremely sensitive, and the laughing point of the itchy flesh has also been magnified dozens of times. Jing Xing, who hadn't reacted for a while, suddenly laughed and lay down on Lan Wanhua Body: "Ah, ah ha ha - ha ha, brother Lang, let me go!"

"Say, will you still play tricks in the future? En?" Lan Wanhua put her lips against Jing Xing's ear and asked dangerously.

Jing Xing choked when he was questioned, and he was so competitive that he stopped talking.It's just that the body is always more honest than the mouth, the itch under the feet spreads all over the body, Jing Xing writhes in Lan Wanhua's arms like a dehydrated fish: "Haha, hey hahaha..."

Lan Wanhua grabbed the right hand of Jing Xing's foot, it was as firm as a pliers, Jing Xing tried several times but couldn't break free, he deliberately exerted great strength, but he was afraid of hurting Lan Wanhua.Jing Xing had no choice but to let Lan Wanhua move. Anyone who has been scratched knows that when he was first scratched, he just thought it was a joke. After a long time, it is inevitable that he will feel annoyed in his heart: " Hahaha, Lan Wanhua, you are bad! Ahhaha—let go of me!"

Lan Wanhua was about to laugh when she saw Jing Xing's tears. After all, she felt distressed. She stopped scratching the soles of her feet, but still held Jing Xing's feet in her palms, and asked, "Will you make it worse in the future, eh?"

"I didn't!" Jing Xing took a deep breath and said firmly.

"Who was teasing me just now, eh?" Lan Wanhua said, putting the jade-like toes in his hands into his mouth, and the tip of his tongue flicked across the gap.

The numbness flashed by, and Jing Xing shuddered violently.

"Ah—" Jing Xing couldn't help but groan, looking at Lan Wanhua's smiling eyes above his head, he was dumbfounded!

"I can't always sit still," Lan Wanhua sighed, stuffed Jing Xing's feet back into the quilt, and pecked away the tears from the corners of Jing Xing's eyes, "So, don't challenge my endurance all the time. "