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

Chapter 6

Seeing Wen Jingxing standing here, Cheng Mu asked a little strangely, "Boss, why are you standing here? Did I forget to take something?"

"Heh, I'm watching a little wild cat bullying people."

After finishing speaking, Wen Jingxing strode forward towards the small building.

Cheng Mu murmured in his heart, how could there be wild cats here?And did the boss just smile?
He didn't dare to think too much, and silently followed behind, sent the documents to the house, and left.

Upstairs, Song Wanning was wiping her hair, when she heard a noise downstairs, she frowned.

Could it be that Jian An'an's heart is not dead?

Or is it that someone came in, but shouldn't only you have the key?

Picking up the broom in the corridor, she walked downstairs lightly.

Just after Jian Anan finished looking for her, Song Wanning thought that she would not come downstairs, so she turned off all the lights on the first floor.

Downstairs is now in total darkness.

There is only a pale street light outside the house, which is reflected on the wooden floor along the thick curtains, and a tall figure can be vaguely seen walking in the living room.

Song Wanning quietly walked around behind the figure, raised the broom and was about to throw it at the head.

At this time, the lights in the room were bright.

Wen Jingxing sensed that there was someone behind him, and immediately turned around.

I saw the woman who was doing all kinds of things in front of him yesterday, but today she took a broom and pretended to beat him.

His eyes turned cold, "Song Wanning, what are you doing today again!"

Song Wanning, who was being called, gave her hands a pause, and the broom head came to a dangerous stop three centimeters away from Wen Jingxing's forehead.

She saw that the other party could call out her name, seemed to know her very well, and could enter the room freely, could it be...

"You...Wen Jingxing?"

"Why, you can't remember me after only seeing you for a day? Is Miss Song bothering me so much?" Wen Jingxing took two steps back and stood with a playful expression.

"You came in silently, without even turning on a light, who knows if you are a human or a ghost!"

Song Wanning turned back.

She only knows the relationship and the plot of the characters in the book, as for the appearance, she doesn't know at all, she can only know by the names of others.

However, Wen Jingxing didn't say anything, Song Wanning must have heard from his tone that it was him.

The description of the hero in the book can be described as ruthless and poisonous.

Facing the original owner Song Wanning and Jian Anan and other beauties, none of them were tempted, and they only focused on their careers.

Everything about love is a burden to him.

Song Wanning was standing with Wen Jingxing facing the light, dressed in a formal black suit, probably just finished work.

Her neat short hair was a bit messy, her handsome eyebrows were furrowed, and her eyes as deep as a cold pool were staring at Song Wanning's small face.

The thin lips under the tall bridge of the nose were tightly pursed, and the thin jaw line was tense, as if he was forbearing.

There is an aura of not getting close to strangers around him.

She shook her head secretly, for such a perfect man, it would be impossible for him not to get married.

Wen Jingxing's frown became deeper and deeper. The woman wanted to beat him with a broom for a while, and shook her head for a while.

Yesterday I kept finding fault with myself.

What was in her little head?
Tangtang Wen Shao didn't understand the complexity of a woman's heart, Song Wanning finished talking and didn't talk nonsense to him.

Turn around and walk upstairs.

The two of them didn't talk for a night, and the next morning was early.

Wen Jingxing, who got up early, was sitting on the sofa outside the living room. The decoration in this small building was very simple. Except for some necessary furniture, the program team didn't give any extra items.

Last night Li Weiwei sent a message to tell him that since he didn't come to draw the ID card yesterday, he will work with Song Wanning in the next two days.

But he sat for a long time, and there was no movement in Song Wanning's room.

He glanced at the door several times, seeing that the assembly time was running out, he planned to leave.

The closed door was suddenly opened at this moment.

He saw that Song Wanning was wearing a pair of suspender jeans with a short sleeve printed with small flowers, and his eyes instantly showed some surprise.

This is not much better than the short pink tutu skirt from the day before yesterday! ? ?
The young girl's skin was white and creamy, she had not applied any makeup, but she exuded a pure and lively aura.

"You..." Xu Shi was amazed by Song Wanning, Wen Jingxing, who was always venomous, didn't say anything this time.

"It's been a long time, let's go."

When you arrive at the meeting point, there is a place to eat.

A breakfast seems to be calm, but there are all kinds of gunpowder hidden in it.

Especially Jian Anan, compared to the previous two days, she dressed up very delicately and beautifully today, as if she was deliberately showing it to someone.

She first said softly: "Sister Shen Yue, our food is different today, do you want to come and eat with us?"

Shen Yue likes to form small groups, she immediately agreed with a smile.

As her partner, Jiang Mingzhao, the only son of Jiang's real estate, is a well-known playboy, but his style of acting is very open and aboveboard.

Although she couldn't understand her pretentious attitude, but she also knew that she was recording a program, so she didn't say anything, just kept a calm face.

"Then do you want to be together?" Jian Anan asked the others, and her expectant eyes fell on Wen Jingxing.

But both teams said at the same time that they don't need it.

Jian Anan, who was refuted, was a little embarrassed, and quickly put on a smiling face, "It's okay."

After the meal, Song Wanning went to yesterday's work place. Wen Jingxing followed behind her and inadvertently asked, "What kind of job did you get?"

This woman looks weak and weak, so don't get any more difficult jobs.

But in the next second, Song Wanning said, "It's the gardener."

Wen Jingxing almost slipped his feet, and wanted to ask Song Wanning if she didn't finish yesterday's work.

But thinking about the two trending searches he saw, he felt a little unnecessary, so he stopped talking.

After arriving at the place, Song Wanning saw that it was the same old man from yesterday who picked them up.

The old man came over with a smile and said to Song Wanning: "You are here, today's work will be easier than yesterday. Is this boy also a guest who came to work together this time?"

"Yes, old man, what is today's job?" Song Wanning walked over lightly, showing no sign of dislike for this job.

Wen Jingxing saw that the two of them chatted more and more speculatively as soon as they met, and left himself behind.

"What's wrong with her, it's a bit the opposite from the day before yesterday?" He asked doubtfully from behind.

In front of Song Wanning suddenly turned her head, Wen Jingxing thought she heard it, but unexpectedly she said: "Hurry up, our job today is to grow flower seedlings."

"It seems that you are still very enthusiastic..." Wen Jingxing said again, but did not reply to her words, and quickly followed her.

The old man said: "Today we are not outside, but indoors. Some flower seedlings are very fragile, and they need to be specially cultivated before they can be transplanted outside for planting..."

He talked a lot of very professional things, Song Wanning listened all the way, but she was looking forward to it, can I finally go indoors today?

Although she didn't mind basking in the sun, but the weather was too hot.

But looking at the big glass room gradually appearing in the field of vision, Song Wanning paused and said, "Old man, is this the room you mentioned?"

Hearing her words, Wen Jingxing subconsciously thought: This woman finally can't hold on anymore?
　Song Wanning in the eyes of others: She looks too fierce and aggressive.

　　Song Wanning in Wen Jingxing's eyes: It seems... a little cute.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)