The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 26 Wu Wanqing's Thoughts

in the bathroom.

The washing machine is humming.

But that wasn't why he was stunned.

After entering the bathroom, Wen Yan realized that there was not only one sound in the bathroom.

It's just that the "buzz" sound of the washing machine covered the inconspicuous "buzz" sound.

He just pushed open the half-closed door, and what he saw was a plump and exquisite curve, illuminating the eyes of the rash intruder...

"Oh!"

Wen Yan turned around and walked out of the room, and closed the door wisely. He felt that his conscience was being challenged like never before.

He recited in his heart over and over again: "Pomonosuke must die, Momonosuke must die!"

This is to warn yourself of the bottom line of being a human being.

Wen Yan was actually a little angry.

This woman really didn't take children seriously, and she didn't even close the door for doing such a thing.

Is this something children can see?

Please give me a mosaic, please?

Looking at the closed door and thinking of the blush on the child's face just now, Wu Wanqing smiled and didn't take it seriously.

Her daughter is an adult, so naturally she won't be shy about this kind of thing.

Besides, five- or six-year-old children, at most, know a little bit of fur, and how much can they understand?
in the living room.

Wen Yan shook his head and removed the long-legged brain from his mind. This is not something he should think about at his age.

"Little guy, little guy."

Wen Yan was still calming down the throbbing in his heart, when Wu Wanqing's voice suddenly came from the bathroom.

Wen Yan tried his best to control the fluctuation of his voice: "Aunt Wu, what's the matter?"

"Auntie's clothes are washed. Go to Luo Xi's room and help Auntie get a set of her clothes." A woman's voice came from the bathroom again.

"Auntie, how can I give it to you?"

After a few seconds, a woman's voice came from the bathroom:

"If you want to send it in, Auntie won't mind."

Wen Yan quickly refused and said, "It's better to forget it."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, just pass it in to auntie." Wu Wanqing stopped joking.

"Auntie, I'm back in my room. You're still wearing a bathrobe. Go to Sister Luo Qi's room to find clothes by yourself." Wen Yan said and went to the room.

He didn't forget to remind: "The bathrobe on the shelf belongs to Sister Luo Qi."

After entering the second bedroom, Wen Yan closed the door loudly to remind Wu Wanqing that she was not joking, and really went back to the room.

Wen Yan wouldn't give her clothes, even if they were handed in through the crack of the door, it would be embarrassing.

Besides, his mind is that of an adult, and asking him to look for clothes in a girl's closet is not a pervert.

After all, some clothes are very private.

After a while.

Wen Yan heard the door of the bathroom slamming, and it seemed that Wu Wanqing followed his advice.

This also made Wen Yan heave a sigh of relief.

At least, he doesn't have to do things that challenge the bottom line of morality.

Although, this kind of thing can be very exciting, and many people may also have yy in their hearts.

But he still has to live with Wang Luoqi for a long time.

He didn't want to spoil this warm and beautiful atmosphere.

After a few minutes.

Wu Wanqing's voice came from outside: "Little guy, auntie has changed, come out."

Wen Yan opened the door to a gap, and seeing that Wu Wanqing had really changed her clothes, he pushed open the door and walked out.

The woman in the living room changed out of her cheongsam and put on her daughter's dress, which weakened the sense of alienation.

At this time, Wu Wanqing was wearing a light blue dress, probably because of the small size, which highlighted the charming curves of her figure.

When Wu Wanqing wears a cheongsam, she feels noble and elegant, and the atmosphere around her is a bookish air.

And putting on a dress, it gives people a visual impact of a light mature beauty, like a peach-like feeling, which is extraordinarily provocative.

"Auntie, is this sister Luo Qi's clothes?" Wen Yan was a little strange.

Wang Luoqi's dressing style has always been mature and capable. How could she buy this kind of dress?
"Auntie bought it for her when she was shopping. It looks like she has never worn it." Wu Wanqing took off the label of her clothes, and a bitterness flashed in her eyes.

Wen Yan didn't dare to answer this, he could only change the subject: "Auntie, you look so good in this dress."

"Yo, the little mouth is quite sweet."

"No wonder Luo Qi hurts you so much."

Wu Wanqing was a little bit appetizing. Looking at Wen Yan, she stroked her damp hair and said:
"Little guy, come and blow your aunt's hair. It's not very convenient for me to blow it myself. I didn't blow it just now."

Blowing hair is a small problem. Picking up the hairdryer, Wen Yan walked to the sofa and motioned Wu Wanqing to sit down.

Seeing that Wen Yan did not refuse, Wu Wanqing scratched his little nose, looking very intimate.

When Wen Yan started to move, she took out her phone again, switched to camera mode, looked at Wen Yan and said:

"Little guy, let's take a photo together."

"Auntie, let's forget it." Wen Yan quickly shook his head and refused.

He always felt that Wu Wanqing was a little weird today, as if he had some intentions.

Wu Wanqing showed a disappointed look: "Little guy, do you think Auntie is ugly, so you don't want to take a photo with me?"

"Auntie, I didn't." Wen Yan was a little tired, and the woman started acting again.

"Then why don't you want to take a photo with Auntie?"

Wu Wanqing looked at herself and said with pity: "That's right, Auntie is almost 40 years old, you must despise Auntie for being old."

In the face of this kind of drama, what can Wen Yan do?
He could only choose to lie flat.

Seeing Wen Yan's acquiescence, Wu Wanqing immediately moved her fingers and started framing from all angles.

During the filming, she also made a lot of intimate actions with Wen Yan.

I don't know, I thought the two were mother and son.

After taking ten or twenty photos in a row, Wu Wanqing put away her phone and asked Wen Yan to continue blowing her hair.

When [-]% of the hair is blown dry, Wen Yan stops, because it is too dry, which is not good for hair quality.

"Auntie, it's done, I put the hair dryer back in the bathroom." Wen Yan said hello and went to the bathroom.

Looking at Wen Yan's back, Wu Wanqing's mouth curled into a meaningful smile.

She took out her mobile phone, found the photos she just took from the album, selected nine of the most intimate pictures, and uploaded them to the circle of friends.

She also added a sentence:

"My son blows my hair, the little guy is so sensible!"

And the permission she set is: only Wang Luoxi can see it!
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