The big entertainer adopted by the female president

After dismissing the little secretary who had no eyesight, Wen Yan turned and walked towards the balcony, only to see Wang Luoxi looking at him with a half-smile.

Sure enough, this little trick of driving away unnecessary troublemakers and creating an ambiguous atmosphere couldn't be hidden from the female president's eyes.

Seeing the ridicule in Wang Luoxi's eyes, Wen Yan knew that she had seen through the little Jiujiu in her heart.

However, this is not a bad thing.

On the contrary, since Wang Luoqi knew what he was thinking, he didn't stop Li Yiyi from leaving just now. Doesn't this mean that she didn't resist in her heart, and the two had a little ambiguity in private.

Big sister's reaction is a good start.

"No, Sister Luo Qi, I specially prepared a gift for you."

Walking in front of Wang Luoqi, Wen Yan handed out the rose in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Bright red roses, mellow wine, a spinning Ferris wheel, and drawing a sketch for the person I like by myself is the greatest romance between lovers that I can think of."

"So, on the way home just now, I saw a stall selling roses on the street, and I immediately thought of Sister Luo Qi."

"However, this is the first time I've given roses to a girl, and I don't know what preparations I need to make, what situation I should take them out, and how to send them out, so as to surprise the other party." He said with a smile.

So, you chose the simple and rude way, and just walked in with your hands in your hands. Looking at the rose in Wen Yan's hand, Wang Luoqi secretly cursed in his heart.

However, when she saw little Chilao coming in holding a rose, she was indeed pleasantly surprised.

This feeling reminded her of that summer.

That day, she held Wen Yan's little hand and was walking on the way home from get off work. When passing by the flowers on the side of the road, the little milk boy picked a jasmine flower for her, and said in a childlike voice:
"No, Sister Luo Qi, I'll give it to you."

Even though time flies by, she still remembers the evening, the singing of the cicadas, and the smile on the little baby's face that day.

And, the warmth left in her heart.

This is not the first time she has been given roses. Over the years, the roses sent to the group secretariat by her suitors in various ways are enough for her to open a flower shop.

But she never looked directly at it.

Roses are all the same roses, there is no difference, but what she cares about is the person who gave her roses.

Wen Yan said just now that this was the first time he gave a girl roses, and now, it was also the first time she was ready to accept roses from the opposite sex.

"The timing of sending flowers is indeed not very good, and I don't feel any surprise at all." Looking at the rose in front of him, Wang Luoxi gave an affirmative answer.

Ah, I'm just being modest, you're really dissatisfied. Wen Yan slandered in his heart.

Based on his understanding of Wang Luoxi, a strong and domineering female president has always pursued high efficiency, so she should like simple and rude methods.

That's right, work style and daily love can't be confused. It seems that Sister Luo Qi, like the old aunt, is a woman who likes a sense of ritual in her bones, and takes notes gently and secretly.

"Then I'll deliver it again in two days?" Wen Yan withdrew his arm, turned around and wanted to put the rose aside.

Wait a while, watching the roses gradually move away, Wang Luoqi rolled his eyes, sending flowers is such a romantic thing, how many days can we do it again? …

You thought you were playing a game, but you are treating me as a customs clearance boss. Or, I will give you the permission to revert after death, so that you can brush bugs hard?

"No need." She "took" the rose with her hands.

Looking at the female president who said no, but was very honest, the corners of Wen Yan's mouth rose slightly.

Just now, he was just putting on a show, knowing that Wang Luoqi would not let the flowers he got fly away.

Bowing his head and sniffing the rose in his hand, Wang Luoxi's beautiful eyes narrowed into crescent moons: "I didn't expect it to be quite fragrant."

Looking at Wang Luoxi, who was smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth and sniffing the flower core at this moment, and almost wrote "Sister, very satisfied" on his face, Wen Yan was also very happy.

There is a scent of roses in the wind, flowing slowly, arousing gentle emotions, and flowing into my heart little by little.

He knows that only a woman who has a soft spot for you will treat the gift you give as a treasure.

"Sister Luo Qi, move inside and make room for me."

He said "make room", but he sat down directly against Wang Luoqi's delicate body, and even hugged her fragrant shoulders.

Wang Luoxi froze, the smile on his face gradually subsided, he narrowed his eyes and said:

"Old Chi, didn't you enjoy your self-sufficiency last night?"

"Why don't you go to the bathroom now and do it again, my sister will never laugh at you, giggling..."

Smiling, laughing, she glanced at Wen Yan's big hand on her neck, and said with some disgust:

"Paws away from me, an overnight sugar smell."

Gentle words: "(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻"

He already knew that with Wang Luoxi's black-bellied nature, he would never let this opportunity go, and would definitely use this matter to make fun of him.

Proper black history!
Is it shameful for the five dragons to hold the pillar?
For single dogs, there is no shame, after all, this is a normal physiological problem of men.

But for a man like him who was provoked by his girlfriend with just a few gestures, and then shut out of the door, it was embarrassing.

The degree of embarrassment is like the following sentences:
"2 minutes? Go sleep on the sofa."

"Are you in? What, it's over?!"

"Well, will it work?"

……

Wen Yan instantly became angry:

"Wang Luoqi, you have the nerve to say, run away after lighting the fire, how can you have a girlfriend like you?"

"Since you don't want to open it, don't give me hope, don't tease me at night, I'm not Dayu, I've been through the house three times and never entered, what's the matter?"

"Emergency braking every time, which consumes a lot of durability, understand?"

"Xiaoyan, when did sister tease you?" Wang Luoqi blinked.

"Last night, it was obvious that you couldn't concentrate, and my sister was just hooking your fingers, so you couldn't hold it back anymore, which made me very helpless."

She shrugged her fragrant shoulders and spread her hands, what does it have to do with her?

Do you call "three points and one line" Gogou fingers? Wen Yan rolled his eyes: "What is the truth, you know in your heart that I am the kind of person who can't stand temptation?"

"Really? So confident in yourself?" Wang Luoqi raised his arms.

She put her long hair behind her ears as if nothing had happened, revealing her snowy neck, and then leaned over slightly, revealing her deep career line. …

"Guru..."

Looking at the scenery close at Chichi, Wen Yan couldn't help swallowing, her sister is really hiding everything!

Using career lines to test cadres, who can stand it?

"That's all your concentration? I seem to have heard a joke."

The female president curled her lips, raised Wen Yan's chin with her hand, and said with a smile:

"Xiao Chi Lao, are you trying to laugh at me to death so that you can inherit my trillions of property?"

Wen Yan knew instantly that he had been tricked again.

"Don't pick my chin." He hurriedly shook off Wang Luoxi's fingers, feeling ashamed of being teased.

During the recent period, Wen Yan didn't like it very much. This kind of condescending posture gave him an illusion——

He, Wen Xiaoyan, is the female president, the boss who is raised at home.

"Young, do you still know how to be shy?"

Like a little devil, Wang Luoxi blew into Wen Yan's ear:

"My sister is in a good mood now, so I give you benefits. Don't you cherish it? If you miss this opportunity, it will be gone next time..."

Feeling Wen Yan's tense body, Wang Luoxi made an inch of it, and directly wrapped his earlobe in his mouth.

Hiss, Wen Yan quickly moved away, if he continued, he would not be able to stand it anymore.

"Tsk, I didn't expect you to be so sensitive." Wang Luoqi licked his red lips.

In view of the embarrassment made by Wen Yan the previous few times, she summed up her experience afterwards, that is, she was too passive.

Now, she is ready to adjust her strategy and take the initiative.

Sure enough, the best defense is offense, and Wen Yan's reaction made her very satisfied.

Arrogant, later, to make you look good, Wen Yan wrote a note to Wang Luoxi in the small notebook again, later, the new and old grudges will be settled together.

He changed the subject in a timely manner: "Sister Luo Qi, stop making trouble, is your foot feeling better?"

"Some time ago, I went to a massage up master and learned some massage techniques. How about I help you press it so that you can recover faster."

"Little Chi Lao, what bad idea are you trying to come up with?" Wang Luoqi narrowed her beautiful eyes, and instantly raised her vigilance.

Wen Yan said with a sincere face: "I can have any bad thoughts, I just want to do my best to make sister Qi recover faster."

Xiaoxin Wang Luoxi shuddered, his body tensed suddenly, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his arms.

After the showdown between the two, this word has become a taboo in her heart, and every time she hears it, she feels a little flustered.

"Press or not?" Wen Yan continued to ask.

"Hmph, just press it."

Wang Luoxi insisted and said: "I'm sorry you can't play any tricks."

"In that case, then I'll start." Wen Yan was about to squat down while speaking.

"Wait, wait a minute." Wang Luoqi quickly stopped him: "I'll go change my clothes first."

She is wearing a short skirt now, if Wen Yan knelt down to massage her feet, wouldn't they all be gone?

……

While Wang Luoxi was changing clothes, Wen Yan hurriedly used the skill book, only felt a flash of electricity in his body, and he had a lot of knowledge about acupoints in his mind.

He moved his wrist and found that it was more flexible than before, and his fingers were stronger. Is this the direct formation of muscle memory?

After the system was upgraded, the functions were indeed much more powerful than before, and Wen Yan jumped for joy. …

Before the upgrade, the functions of the system can only be regarded as "enlightenment", allowing him to have more corresponding knowledge in his mind, but he still needs logistics and practice to reach the corresponding level.

But now it's a bit outrageous, directly forming muscle memory, eliminating the need for practice, it can be said to be in place in one step.

Seeing the power of the skill book, Wen Yan was even more looking forward to the effect of the "vitality potion". He took out the small green bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the cap, and drank it all in one gulp.

The medicine enters the throat and stomach, and Wen Yan feels warm in the body, as if soaked in hot water, and the cells seem to be injected with a burst of energy, which is extremely comfortable.

Then, he felt some itching at the wound, Wen Yan lifted off the short sleeve, opened a gap in the gauze, and found that the wound had healed, leaving only the surface of the skin and a layer of dry blood scab.

This healing effect is also great, there is no need to worry about leaving scars at all, the special items produced by the system are indeed black technology, Wen Yan sighed in his heart.

Putting the medicine bottle back into his pocket again, Wen Yan was not prepared to expose the items drawn by the system to others.

Although, he understands the effect of vitality potion, if it is handed over to the experimental team of Qilixiang Group, it may be possible to research the formula, and even come up with several cross-generational patents, thus obtaining a lot of money.

But this thing is not a song, nor is it a comic. It can be blamed on the talent, and the inspiration comes out immediately.

This is a drug that requires countless trials and errors to research. How should he explain the source?

The system is his biggest secret, which he never told even Wang Luoqi, let alone an outsider.

"Why are you in a daze?" Wang Luoqi's voice came from beside my ear.

Wen Yan followed the prestige, and saw that Wang Luoqi had already changed his clothes, and replaced the short skirt that showed his figure with loose suit pants.

"I'm thinking about how to serve the head of the family?" Wen Yan winked, full of hints.

Wang Luoqi had teased him for so long just now, and now it was finally his turn.

But who knows that the female president is not easy to provoke, she frowned slightly, and asked Wen Yan's ear:

"Old Chi, the head of the family is my mother, how do you want to serve her?"

Wen Yan: "..."

Sister Luo Qi, we are not interested in talking about the eighteen forbidden topics, even if I lend my eight guts, I wouldn't dare to take the old aunt's idea.

He resolutely expressed his loyalty: "In my heart, the mistress of the family will always be Sister Luo Qi, and Aunt Wu is just a soy saucer. How can she be the master of family affairs?"

"Really? Then when my mother comes back, you can say it again in front of her. "

Wang Luoxi sat on the sofa, raised his legs, and said with a half-smile:

"Don't rush to refuse, there are hidden benefits."

No matter how good the benefits are, I can't enjoy them. I will be afraid of the gentle words of the old aunt who cleans up the house, so I will start directly:
"Sister Luo Qi, let me take a look at your foot injury first."

"ah"

Wang Luoqi didn't expect Wen Yan to move so fast, he was a little caught off guard, his body trembled slightly, and he instinctively wanted to pull his feet back.

"I'm looking for acupuncture points, don't move around." Wen Yan controlled his wobbly calves, his tone a bit forceful.

But when he took off the shoes on Wang Luoxi's feet and straightened up the trousers of his suit, he froze in place, his eyes became a little fiery. …

Black silk?

Black silk in trousers, what kind of operation is this?
"What's the matter, is there any problem?" Wang Luoqi asked knowingly.

Knowing how to play, this is a wicked heart, and you still want to make a fool of me, right? After calming down a little, Wen Yan said with a smile:

"It's nothing, I just think Sister Luo Qi's dressing style is very tasteful."

Looking at the slender and round legs wrapped in black stockings, Wen Yan did not hide his heart.

He stretched out his hand to hold Wang Luoxi's beautiful feet in stockings, put his thumbs on the thin soles of his feet, and gently kneaded through the smooth and delicate stockings.

He didn't look for special acupuncture points at the beginning, which should arouse the vigilance of the big sister, and, if Wang Luoqi's foot injury is not cured, he can't bear to do unnecessary actions.

After all, this is my girlfriend, so I can't let her bring work with me, that would be too shameful.

Wen Yan squeezed her little feet hard while speaking, trying to divert her attention:

"Sister Luo Qi, although your foot injury this time is not too serious, it's better to be careful in the future, and it's best not to wear high heels anymore."

"Stop talking nonsense, follow your hand carefully, and let me see if your craftsmanship is good?" Wang Luoxi closed his eyes, enjoying himself.

Not to mention, I haven't discovered before that Xiao Chilao's craftsmanship is so good. Feeling the strength of the soles of her feet, she thought to herself:

'In the future, how about turning foot massage into a daily item, so comfortable, if you don't press it five or six times a week, it's too much to bury Xiaochi's old skills? '

Wang Luoqi is very satisfied with his "Male God Cultivation Plan". Look, look, without her training, how could Xiao Chi be so versatile?

ten minutes later.

After this period of massage, Wang Luoqi's injury has been initially healed. Master-level skills are easy to use, Wen Yan sighed in his heart.

Looking at Wang Luoqi with a satisfied face, Wen Yan's fingers slowly moved towards the soles of his feet. After working so hard for so long, it's time to pay some interest.

Another few minutes passed.

"Um"

Wang Luoxi, who was enjoying the service with her eyes closed, suddenly let out a muffled groan. She felt that the soles of her feet were suddenly itchy, and her body was also a little hot.

The feeling now is obviously different from just now, Xiao Chi's fingers kept walking and shuttling on the soles of his feet, causing waves of itching and numbness.

The sensitivity of her body has been completely raised to a level, and every movement of her fingers seems to have brushed against the tip of her heart.

"Sister Luo Qi, how do you feel?" Wen Yan asked knowingly.

"It's okay." Wang Luoqi bit his red lips, his voice trembling.

Another few minutes passed.

"Xiaoyan, why don't I stop here today, I still have some documents to deal with."

Wang Luoqi shrank his feet, gripped the sofa with his fingers, his face flushed.

Wen Yan said solemnly: "If you give up halfway, all your previous efforts will be wasted. How can this be done?"

"But I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable?"

"Where is the pain?"

"It's okay, you stop first and let me take it easy." Wang Luoqi looked at Wen Yan panting, her face turning redder.

At this time, she was already itching to the core, her delicate body was numb, and there seemed to be a heat rushing in her lower abdomen. She could only raise her buttocks from time to time, adjust her posture, and relieve the shivering sensation in her body.

Wen Yan also noticed the change in Wang Luoqi, but this guy was so weak, he just wanted to embarrass his big sister.

Therefore, he intensified his strength again, not forgetting to say flickeringly:

"It's okay, this is a normal phenomenon, if you persist for a while, it will be fine soon."

"Stop, stop." Wang Luoxi finally couldn't take it anymore.

She has two long legs, slightly frosted, gnashing her teeth, and her voice is as thin as a mosquito:
"I want to go to the bathroom."

How could Wen Yan let go of this opportunity?

At this time, Wang Luoxi's soles had already sweated thinly, soaking the thin stockings, so Wen Yan slipped his hands...

With a ripping sound, a big hole was torn in the stocking, exposing her tender little feet.

Wang Luoxi suddenly straightened her body, her eyes widened, and she couldn't believe it:

"Old Chi, what do you want to do?"

……

Da Zhang apologized.

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