After transmigrating into a cannon fodder female supporting role, I exploded in Lian Zong

Chapter 195 A Weird Similarity

Wen Jingxing had no choice but to lie down too.

But just as he lay down, Song Wanning, who was sleeping on the inner side of the bed, immediately clung to him.

"You are so active today?"

Of course Wen Jingxing hugged Song Wanning in his arms unceremoniously.

But Song Wanning didn't reply.

Wen Jingxing sighed, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

At night, Song Wanning slept extremely restlessly, always moving around, even if Wen Jingxing avoided her, because Song Wanning would push her back when she fell asleep.

Wen Jingxing didn't fall asleep until late at night.

But there is still a task to continue shooting tomorrow, so Wen Jing acted to appease Song Wanning, directly got into Song Wanning's bed, and hugged her two hands and the two most restless legs tightly in her arms.

Song Wanning tried to struggle a few times in her sleep, but after finding that she couldn't free herself, she finally didn't move much, and it was only in the middle of the night that Wen Jingxing fell asleep soundly.

No.20 On the morning of the eighth day, when Song Wanning woke up, she found herself sleeping in Wen Jingxing's arms again.

This time it was Wen Jingxing who got into her bed, but when he thought of being on Wen Jingxing's body like an octopus in the morning, the questioning words were brewing in his stomach, and they disappeared.

Since she drank alcohol last night, she still had a headache when she got up in the morning, so she sat at the table eating, looking listless.

In contrast, the old monk on the side still looked happy.

Song Wanning thought to herself, did he drink more than herself yesterday?There is nothing wrong with it!

Xiao Mi, who was eating noodles next to her, finally spoke, "Sister Wanning, aren't you leaving today? Why hasn't Brother Jing Xing woke up yet? Could it be that you missed something by drinking last night?"

Song Wanning quickly picked up a big steamed bun and stuffed it into Xiao Mi's mouth, "Hurry up and eat! Your brother Jing Xing will wake up soon, so there is nothing wrong."

She felt guilty about grabbing Wen Jingxing's body like an octopus in the morning.

So when she left in the morning, her movements were so light that even Wen Jingxing didn't notice it.

She couldn't control when Wen Jingxing wanted to get up.

But the audience who just poured into the live broadcast room didn't care about that.

As soon as they came in, they heard Xiao Mi saying that Song Wanning and the others made a mistake by drinking.

Song Wanning looked guilty again, and everyone immediately took it for granted.

【Oh~ Wanning is shy! 】

[No way!I haven't stared at my female goose all night, and the two of them are doing bad things again?This... is this the rhythm of giving birth to my grandson?Ah ha ha ha ha! 】

[The variety show is coming to an end, and there are more and more people on the Internet who are bad-mouthing the gentle cp!Wanning, you have to live up to it!Be sure to become Mrs. Wen San!I envy them to death. 】

[By the way, what will be the last variety show mission? 】

[It may be a gorgeous ending. 】

[Then when it comes to reality, they will break up in one shot!Hahahahaha. 】

[You bastards are too annoying! 】

[Forget it, ignore them, don't be angry with these wicked people, learn more from Wanning, be more Buddhist, and piss them off! 】

【Let me tell you, why did Wen Jingxing fall in love with Song Wanning?Now all of these are scripts, arranged by the director for ratings. 】

[If you envy Song Wanning, just say it, you speak so sourly, do you want to be jealous and sour yourself to death? 】

After the three of them had breakfast, the program team delivered a letter as scheduled.

Song Wanning took the letter, and finally became a little interested, and immediately opened it to read.

At that time, Wen Jingxing had just woken up and was sitting at the table eating, staring at Song Wanning with resentful eyes.

But how could Song Wanning remember what she did last night, Wen Jingxing stared at her so strangely that she touched her chin, "Do you want to watch it with me?"

Wen Jingxing didn't speak, just stared at her.

Song Wanning spoke to herself, "If you don't speak, I will take it as your consent?"

Then she took the envelope and sat next to Wen Jingxing, and skillfully opened the envelope.

But the moment she opened the envelope, Song Wanning was stunned.

I saw the first page of the envelope, this time there was only one photo, and it was of two children, a boy and a girl.

The two of them were standing next to each other hand in hand, behind them was an unknown big flower bed, and the boy was the one in the photo that Wen Jingxing asked her to leave that day.

Song Wanning's fingers trembled slightly, "Jing Xing, is this kid you?"

Then she had just given away the photos in front of the other party back then, but fortunately she just returned them to herself, which was regarded as returning to the original owner.

If this is sent to outsiders, it will not make sense.

It's just that when Song Wanning noticed the face of the little girl in the photo, her heart trembled.

The original owner's face was exactly the same as his own when he was a child.

To say that the name is the same, the height is the same, and the face is similar to when she grows up, then the face of this little girl is carved out of the same mold as herself when she was a child.

Even if she saw it with her own eyes, she might not be able to tell the difference between her and the original owner.

In fact, as long as Song Wanning thinks back carefully, she can find that even the faces of the two people when they grow up are very similar.

It's just that the original owner has never been worried about anything, and he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing. In other words, he is big-hearted and stupid. The flowers that have lived in the greenhouse since childhood are naturally delicate from the inside out.

As for Song Wanning in her previous life, although she had no worries about food and clothing in the past ten years, she suffered from family changes and country changes. She worked desperately to survive, battle-tested, and disguised herself as a man all year round.

Naturally, the appearance is neutral, but also has a ruthless vigor.

So Song Wanning never paid attention to it. Isn't the original owner's face the same as herself when she was dressed as a woman?
Wen Jingxing saw that something was wrong with her, and asked, "A-Ning, what's wrong with you?"

Song Wanning shook her head a few times, then shook her head and said, "No, it's fine."

Only then did Wen Jingxing say: "The person in the photo is me, and this little girl is you. It's just that you don't remember what happened when you were a child, and it's normal that you don't remember me."

Song Wanning recalled what happened back then, and scratched her head guiltily, "Sorry, I didn't recognize it back then."

Hearing what she said, Wen Jingxing had a question, "Since you don't know me, why did you keep this photo with you for so many years?"

"Maybe it's important? Or maybe he thought the kid was cute so he kept it."

The front is Song Wanning's nonsense, and the back is Song Wanning's thoughts when she saw this photo, so these words are half-truths and half-false, but Wen Jingxing still believes it a little bit.

But the other party only said: "Really?"

Immediately afterwards, Wen Jingxing said again: "Let's see what the task is this time!"

"it is good."

Song Wanning complied, and turned the envelope over. This time the task content became shorter, but just a few words made Song Wanning's breathing stop.

(End of this chapter)