She cheated on the cultural relics I dug

Before going to sleep, Wen Tan finally remembered the homework she assigned Song Manqing before going for a walk.

Song Manqing was called by her to sleep with her on the bed. After helping her take a bath, Song Manqing is still in the bathroom.Holding her mobile phone, she clicked on the circle of friends and selected photos in the album.

On normal working days, Wen Tan does not update photos frequently, about twice a week.She is far away from her parents, and she has no habit of being seen in groups.The circle of friends who records life every week is more to let parents know about their current situation, so they don't need to worry too much about themselves.

It's been a while since she was injured and hospitalized this time, and she also posted a post on the way, and An Lingshan smelled something different for some reason.Fortunately, her parents have been hiding it very well, and they don't know that she is still recuperating in Haicheng.

Wen Tan was choosing photos from the album, but really didn't know which one to use.She looked up at the bathroom, guessing that Song Manqing was about to wash up, so she chose a photo of Song Manqing taking a nap on the sofa.

It was a noon two days ago.

Not long after lunch, Wen Tan went to wash her face and hands, and saw Song Manqing asleep on the armrest of the sofa, her hair pressed under her smooth face, which formed a sharp contrast with her fair complexion.She stared at Song Manqing for a long time, and then gently put her hands on Song Manqing's hair to cover most of her face, only showing the lower part of her red lips and smooth jaw, and took a picture photo.

Just as Song Manqing came out rubbing her hair, she clicked send.Seeing her smiling happily, Song Manqing asked as she walked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm slaughtering dogs." Just as Wen Tan withdrew from Moments, the red numbers started to rise.She was so happy to watch it, and she was not in a hurry to click on it now, and waved to Song Manqing for her to come over.

Song Manqing's hair was still dripping, and she was holding a hair dryer in her other hand.Wen Tan took the hair dryer in Song Manqing's hand with his left hand and said, "I'll help you dry your hair."

Song Manqing glanced at her right hand, and said slowly: "No, don't force it."

Wen Tan's right hand can be moved, and she can complete daily movements, but Song Manqing doesn't want her to be like this just by chance.

Wen Tan refused, grabbed the cord of the hair dryer and said, "You want me to blow it for you? It's ok, like this, it's fine if I hold the hair dryer in my left hand and keep my right hand? Then I will be in charge of blowing the hair, and you will be in charge of me. The movement of the right hand stroking the hair."

What she said was so natural that Song Manqing followed Wen Tan's words and said, "Then I'll plug it in for you."

Wen Tan nodded and said, "Yes, hurry up."

Song Manqing just couldn't help laughing, and said belatedly, "You still ordered me to blow my hair, didn't you?"

Wen Tan felt at ease, took one look at Song Manqing and turned on the hair dryer, which made a whirring sound.Therefore, Wen Tan's voice was a little louder, for fear that Song Manqing could not hear clearly: "Come on quickly! Come on quickly! Stretch your head over here."

Song Manqing convinced her.But still obediently sat on the bed, with his back to Wen Tan's embrace, so that Wen Tan could blow off more.Wen Tan adjusted the wind speed to the first gear, and the gentle wind hit Song Manqing's face slightly, making it slightly hot.

"It's time to test our tacit understanding." Wen Tan continued, "I'll hold the hair dryer, you take care of your hair, let's start."

Song Manqing did as she said, Wen Tan started blowing from the roots of her hair, and curled a part of the towel into Song Manqing's collar like she cut her hair when she was a child, and laid the rest down.In order not to wet Song Manqing's clothes with dripping water from the ends of her hair that she hadn't had time to dry.

The cooperation is not bad, Wen Tan can see Song Manqing's fingers with sharp phalanges are grabbing the hair, and he moves in the direction of her hand, and blows the hair, but be careful not to blow it for too long, or the temperature will be too high She was afraid that it would burn Song Manqing's hands.

Song Manqing's hair is black and shiny, as beautiful as silk.Wen Tan couldn't help raising his hand to touch her blow-dried hair, it wasn't knotted at all.

Song Manqing quickly grabbed Wen Tan's right hand with her free hand, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing? I told you not to move your right hand, it will hurt later."

Wen Tan said: "Why, don't always treat me like a fragile doll. The right shoulder and hand will always recover. It's good to train properly, it won't hurt at all."

Song Manqing's hair is almost blown, and it's summer now, so let the hair be blown eighty percent dry and the rest can be dried naturally.Wen Tan turned off the hair dryer and put it aside, then stroked Song Manqing's hair, barely satisfied.

Song Manqing said slowly: "You are not a fragile doll."

Wen Tan let out a long "Oh" and said, "What is that?"

Song Manqing said: "It's a fragile treasure, more precious than a doll, and it's a priceless treasure."

Wen Tan pressed herself on Song Manqing's back from behind, and the weight of her whole body was safely handed over to Song Manqing to carry it.Her hair was messed up by her previous sleep, and the fluffy head arched around Song Manqing's neck, and sighed: "General Song, I can't stand your words more and more."

Song Manqing hummed suspiciously.

Wen Tan buried her head in Song Manqing's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "...it's nothing."

Song Manqing rubbed this fluffy head, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you for blowing my hair."

When Wen Tan was told so seriously by her, she felt as if she had made some great achievements, so she immediately raised her head, and said embarrassedly: "It's...too polite, it's what I should be."

Song Manqing didn't move, but turned her face slightly to look at her, her eyes fixed on Wen Tan.

Wen Tan didn't realize it, but when she saw the smile on Song Manqing's face, she suddenly came to her senses. She held Song Manqing's face in one hand, kissed her hard, and then backed away and said, "This is what you should do! I gave it to you." Hair blow reward."

Song Manqing whispered, "That's right."

Wen Tan got up from Song Manqing, and finally remembered that he had given General Song homework before, and said while holding his hand: "Do you still remember what I told you before I went for a walk...ah!"

Before she finished speaking, she was frightened when she saw the number of messages on her phone.

On the Moments page, Kankan 99+ dynamics are waiting for her.There are as few as 1000 people in Wen Tan’s WeChat account, including relatives, friends, and miscellaneous people who don’t know each other, and various contacts accumulated over the years of work.

But usually we don’t have much contact with each other, they are active in Moments, and if nothing happens, we will give a like, and click a little red heart to make friends in the WeChat campaign.

In addition, this is the first time to show affection, and the circle of friends is as if it exploded. The junior high school students who have not been in touch with Wen Tan for many years all came to give her a like.

It's really a dog slaughter.

Wen Tan clicked through each article, and there were many likes and comments.The first one to comment and like was actually Song Chen, probably after coming to Haicheng to temporarily escape from the company's chores, he started to live in a villa in Moments.

Song Chen: I can't recognize who this is.

Porcelain group Zhou Ya'an: It's the fairy sister! ! ! ! ! !Teacher Wen's long absence from the circle turned out to be holding back his big move. [laughing]

Colleague 1: It's the fairy sister who brought a horse to pick up Sister Wen! ! ! ?

Ancient Books - Yin Ya's reply to Porcelain Group Porcelain Group Zhou Ya'an: Your expression is really earthy.Every day, I only think about Sister Immortal, do you know that there is Teacher Wen!

Reed: ...

Wen Tan continued to watch.

Mu Ke Tingre replied to Song Chen: Can't you recognize it?This is home.

Zuo Hedong, Do Not Disturb at Work, replied to Song Chen: Can't you recognize it?This is the head of the oh.

Porcelain group Zhou Ya'an returned to the old book-Yin Ya: [laughing] [laughing] [laughing]

Colleague 2: I lick my face.She has seen a real person's performance, and Xiao Wen is completely talented and beautiful when she is with Xiao Wen, which is extremely seductive.

Classmate 1: I rely on Wen Tan and you actually show your affection? ? ? ?

Classmate 2: Is this the rhythm of getting married?

Father Wen: If Xiao Song usually works hard, don't forget to make some soup at home.

Mother Wen: When will you bring Xiao Song back?

Anjiayou Shanmu: I came so far to see you and you didn't post about my circle of friends!snort!You value sex over friends!

Wen Tan was dying of laughter watching, and when she was sliding, she saw that Song Chen began to reply again.

Song Chen: Ke Tinghan, Zuo Hedong, it's because I overpaid you guys, right?

The joy on Wen Tan's face attracted Song Manqing, so she leaned over to watch it with her, and while watching, she was still saying: "People who never show affection actually show affection... Ah, I'm dead, please be positive... lick Screen off...what are these?"

Wen Tan said proudly: "Are these? It's everyone's envy for a fairy love."

Song Manqing said, "Don't be naughty."

"How can I be naughty!" Wen Tan squeezed the phone, and looked at Song Manqing fiercely, but he nestled into Song Manqing's arms again, "What about you, have you thought about the homework I assigned for you?" ?”

Song Manqing circled her from behind Wen Tan with one hand, stuck to Wen Tan's back, put one hand on Wen Tan's waist, and moved it up little by little.He touched Wen Tan's hair with his fingers, combed her hair one by one, and said, "I didn't expect..."

"Liar." Wen Tan didn't believe it: "I didn't expect you to think about it now. Anyway, you are not allowed to call Wen Tan Wen Tan when we are two in the future. I want to listen to something else."

Wen Tan paused, and then continued: "According to Zhaonan at that time... If you and I have such a close relationship, what would you call me?"

Her tone was persuasive, yet vaguely expectant.Wen Tan held the mobile phone in his left hand, and gently rubbed Song Manqing's hand with his right hand. After a few seconds, he deliberately grabbed Song Manqing's index finger and pointed it around.

Song Manqing thought about it.

Wen Tan felt that the short two seconds were too long, so she turned her head and moved her lips twice but didn't say anything.

Song Manqing was still combing her hair, now she moved her fingers to the back of Wen Tan's neck to massage her, and asked, "What?"

Wen Tan said softly: "My wife."

"what?"

Wen Tan's voice was even quieter, it was clearly planned in her heart, she felt a little embarrassed for some reason, but she continued to say: "I want to call your wife..."

Immediately afterwards, Wen Tan said: "It's okay if you don't agree..."

It does matter, Wen Tan doesn't want Song Manqing to disagree.

Song Manqing was indeed stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she stuck closer to Wen Tan, and couldn't control her heartbeat to jump up rapidly following Wen Tan's words, and it was obvious that she would blush in the next second.But the happy mood is unstoppable, Song Manqing whispered: "Ma'am."

Wen Tan: "Huh?"

"Homework." Song Manqing also felt embarrassed, and repeated in a muffled voice: "You are Mrs. Song."

Ah!

Wen Tan felt comfortable in her heart, and finally put the phone in front of her, and replied in front of Song Manqing's face that she detonated the post on Moments.

Wen Tan: "Thank you for your concern, this is my wife. I wish you all a happy life. :D"

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