The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 86 Wen Yan: Sister Luo Qi [please order first]

Looking at the little feet on his knees, Wen Yan was calm on the surface, but panicked in his heart.

Looking at the black classic asterisk canvas shoes in front of me, and the white tender ankles that formed a clear color difference with the canvas shoes.

Of course Wen Yan knew who the owner of this little foot was—

Zhao Wanqi!
what happened?Wen Yan has some doubts in his heart.

Did Zhao Xiaocoo take the wrong medicine today?
Everyone is eating, but you put your foot on my knee. If you are seen by Fanliji, you will be beaten and cried. Wen Yan silently complained in his heart.

He had heard Wang Luoqi say that when she was a child, she followed the guards of Mr. Wu and had practiced martial arts boxing. Usually, one or two adult men were not her opponents.

Of course, Wen Yan felt that she was suspected of bragging.

But he has also seen the girl with his own eyes, and has played with the posture of a one-word horse, with such flexibility of limbs, coupled with the girl's long straight and powerful legs.

Wen Yan has no doubt that she can send Zhao Xiaoying away with a high kick.

The girl who was usually cowardly and angry suddenly became arrogant today. Who gave her the courage?

There is no Liang Jingru in this world!

The opposite Zhao Wanqi felt very angry.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, this wave of Wen Xiaoyan's facial cleanser
Cough cough, slippery, slippery.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Wen Xiaoyan's wave of killing her brother in her arms would have been delivered on time.

Even more accurate than Maozi's missiles!
Humph, this Wen Xiaoyan is so annoying!

Obviously she sent a signal with Wang Luoqi, why should she serve Wang Luoqi first?
Besides, Wen Xiaoyan clearly knew her first, okay?

Obviously she was the first.
But this abominable Wen Xiaoyan still patted her behind.

This is too bullying.

What she thought just now was not wrong, Wen Xiaoyan, this little red guy, is a big cock with a long tail—

The ungrateful white-eyed wolf. (Well, she made it up.)
he tui.
Zhao Wanqi put the diced spicy chicken into her red lips and chewed it hard, as if this spicy chicken was the hateful Wen Xiaoyan.

At the same time, her little foot on Wen Yan's knee also began to exert a little force.

I want to give him some color to see, otherwise he will not have a long memory.

Do you really think that Sister Wanqi has no temper?
However, Wen Yan is still young now, and she also consciously controlled her strength, worried that she would really spoil the little guy.

Then she will feel distressed.

After all, although Wen Xiaoyan was suspected of betraying the revolution, he was also her younger brother.

What kind of bad thoughts could her sister have?

Well, she will only feel bad for her brother. (Grit your teeth jpg)

Therefore, on the premise of not hurting Wen Yan, Zhao Wanqi increased her strength a bit.

She's going to take a lot of pain, her sweet little brother.

After all, it hurts to hurt.

"hiss."

He sucked the marrow from the ribs, and Wen Yan showed a satisfied smile on his little face.

Well, he was definitely not taking the opportunity to take a breath.

"Zi." He seemed to feel that the ribs were very fragrant, and he took another sip.

Zhen Ni was in pain, and Wen Yan felt that his knee was a little numb.

If it wasn't for the shyness to get up, the girl next to him might find out the clue, and Wen Yan would like to have another wave of constipation.

But when he got up together, the girl's foot would definitely hit the stool and make a noise, and it would be another Asura field.

She still knows Wang Luoqi relatively well. The girl is a strong person, and she had a little conflict with Zhao Wanqi just now.

Seeing the current scene, she is likely to take the opportunity to attack.

At that time, one punch of Zhao Wanqi will not end well.

Therefore, for Zhao Wanqi's safety, Wen Yan could only endure the pain while eating casually.

Also, be prepared for the unexpected.

For example, if Wang Luoqi turned his head to talk to him, he would quickly pick up chopsticks for the girl.

Divert her attention.

Wen Yan felt that it was too difficult for him. While being bullied, he had to cover for those who bullied him.

This is too bullying for children.

"Auntie, I want to eat that." Wen Yan pointed to the stir-fried oysters in front of Wu Wanqing with her little finger.

He definitely didn't want to cheer, he just wanted to use this to distract a few people.

When the eyes of several people turned to the plate of oysters, Wen Yan quietly moved his chair back.

Well, that's the sound of the east and the west.

"Okay." Wu Wanqing smiled and pushed the oysters towards Wen Yan.

The light mature woman's charming eyes flashed with a different kind of light, as if she was saying--

Little guy, have a future!
He put the chopsticks and oysters in his mouth, Wen Yan chewed it a little, and felt that the taste of this dish seemed to be better than others.

What the hell is this?

Of course, these are all trivialities, just ignore them.

The most important thing now is that he is out of the bitter sea, and Zhao Wanqi's little feet have left his knees.

He finally no longer has to be forced to accept the love of his sister.

Wen Yan ate a few more oysters, a happy smile on his fat little face.

Sure enough, it became more fragrant.

Seeing Wen Yan taking a few bites in a row, Wu Wanqing asked curiously:

"Xiaoyan, do you like this dish made by auntie?"

"Hmm." Wen Yan subconsciously nodded his head.

Wu Wanqing was a little relieved, she smiled and said:

"That's fine, another day, auntie will continue to do it for you."

Wen Yan: "..."

He always feels that something is wrong with the light mature woman. What is the comfort of the old mother in your eyes?

I just thought it was delicious, but nothing else.

Children's paper, you don't need such strange things.

"Then thank you auntie." Wen Yan's mouth was sweet.

Although he didn't need it, if Wu Wanqing insisted on doing it for him, he would not refuse.

Don't get me wrong, it's not about being honest.

He just wants free labor.

Wu Wanqing's craftsmanship is not bad. If she can come to cook at home, then he, the royal chef in Room 601, can't have a holiday.

Unfortunately, it's basically impossible now.

When Mrs. Wen and the others leave, the light mature woman will probably be fired. This is the sadness of temporary workers.

Whether she can continue to keep her job as a chef is all in Wang Luoqi's mind.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan glanced at the girl beside her, who was eating food in small bites.

Appears very demure, like a lady.

If he didn't find out, Wang Luoqi's little devil attribute, Wen Yan really thinks that this girl is an elf who has strayed into the mundane world.

But thinking of her supernatural powers, Wen Yan threw this idea into the clouds.

lady?

nonexistent.

Ladies don't pick up children's pants.

As he turned his attention to Wang Luoxi's beautiful profile, Wen Yan also discovered a small detail that had been overlooked before.

That was Wu Wanqing who was sitting in the main seat.

Although she has been chatting with Mrs. Wen, and occasionally picks up a few chopsticks for meals, her peripheral vision has been staring at Wang Luoqi.

It seemed that she didn't want to let go of every movement the girl made while eating, but she was worried that she would be uncomfortable.

Therefore, the light mature woman will use the chat with the old lady as a cover.

To avoid disturbing this beauty.

Seeing the relief and satisfaction in the beautiful eyes of the young mature woman, Wen Yan sighed in his heart, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

This mother-daughter conflict, and I don't know when it will come to an end.

Aware of Wen Yan's gaze, Wang Luoqi swallowed the food in his mouth, and wiped the oil stain on his red lips with a tissue.

Then, she turned to look at Wen Yan and asked:
"What are you staring at your sister for?"

"Sister Luo Qi, I want to drink milk." Wen Yan pursed her lips.

……

　The next chapter is being revised.

　　Say every day is every day!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)