Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 31 go home together

The red and swollen little rabbit eyes sunk into the opponent's dark eyes, and there was a slight warmth in the eyes, and soft waves appeared.

Jian Anran sniffed her nose, trying not to let the snot stay.

"Why did you run so far?" He hugged Jian Anran who was curled up and walked towards the car.

"Sorry for waiting for you for so long."

Without giving her a chance to touch the ground, Wen Siheng opened the co-pilot's seat and gently placed Jian Anran on the seat.

After a ten-minute drive, they soon returned to Qishangyun.

Through the windshield of the white sports car, the security guard at the door was a little surprised. The little girl who had to greet them specially every time, drooped her head sullenly and did not look up.

"What else did you say later?" Jian Anran couldn't help asking when the car was backing up.

"I asked her to focus her intellectual curiosity on her studies."

The light in the basement was not very bright, and half of his face was in shadow.

"That's it?"

"Well," he said in a low voice, "that's it."

When the elevator was going up, Jian Anran stared at the tip of her shoe tightly, without saying a word.

"Don't worry too much," Wen Siheng noticed her emotions, "She can't do much."

"Why are you so sure?" Jian Anran raised her head and glanced at him feebly.

"I'm her mentor. I made the scene too ugly. The mentor left midway. The trouble is herself."

"Isn't her uncle the vice president? Just go to the vice president's group."

Wen Siheng smiled slightly, and leaned over to her ear mysteriously: "The vice president will retire at the end of this year."

"Ding—" The elevator door opened, and a bright yellow figure in the lobby seemed to have been waiting for a while.

Seeing them, the other party was very happy to meet them.

"Hello, Mr. Wen, is that right? This is the medicine bought by Meituan, and it's brought to you." The delivery man handed over a yellow paper bag.

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." Wen Siheng took it over.

Taking advantage of the elevator door opening, the delivery man hurried into the elevator and pressed the door close button.

"What kind of medicine to buy?" Jian Anran was a little puzzled, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The other party lowered his head and pointed to her heel, "You are uncomfortable."

It is not even known when Wen Siheng noticed that her heel was worn out, and the medicine had already been delivered to the door.

Jian Anran was a little lost in her heart, the other party's consistent carefulness and extreme tenderness seemed to be like this all the time——

Sneaked into the night wind, moisten things silently.

"I'll take a shower first." Jane Anran walked to the bathroom.

Facing the mirror, she took off the rubber band and let down her shoulder-length half-length hair, only then did Jian Anran notice the faint face leaning against the bathroom door frame.

"I'm taking a shower." Jian Anran wanted to reach out to push him away, but was dragged into his arms by the other party.

She had to emphasize: "I'm going to take a shower myself."

Those usually extremely cold eyes revealed a harmless and docile look, "Really?"

While shaking her head and patted his shoulder, Jian Anran said earnestly: "Calm down, the sky is still bright."

"Can it be dark that day?"

Wen Siheng looked at her aggrieved, his eyelashes moved slightly, and his tone softened. He felt that even if Jian Anran was a rock, he should nod and pull him into the bathroom.

I only hate that she is indeed a rock.

"Crack!" The bathroom door slammed shut.

She took a shower very slowly, and when she came out, she saw Wen Siheng waiting outside the door in a white bathrobe.

The slightly open collar exposed his undulating chest muscles, and his short messy hair was still dripping with water, casting moist eyes on her.

Jian Anran figured that tomorrow she would have to go to her grandmother to ask for the "Meditation Mantra", and make copies of ten or eight copies and put them in every corner.

calm!calm!
Where is this Elder Tang who is as immobile as a mountain? He is clearly the seductive spider spirit in the Pansi Cave.

"What's for dinner? Let's order a takeaway." Jian Anran took the change of clothes to the laundry room.

When you walk to the restaurant, you will be greeted by a whole table full of delicacies.

"Where did these come from?" she asked back in surprise.

"I made it."

"You mean, when I took a shower, you not only finished the shower, but also cooked a whole table of feasts?" Jian Anran asked incredulously.

Just as Wen Siheng was about to speak to state the facts, the villain in front of him lowered his head and murmured: "I take a shower more and more slowly."

Calmly, he walked to the island, silently crumpled the white takeout slip that fell out of the bag into a paper ball and threw it into the trash can.

Wen Siheng pulled out the chair and sat down, arranged the bowls and spoons on the table, "Come and sit, if you don't eat, the food will get cold soon."

"Okay." Jane Anran walked to the dining table with small steps and sat down.

"Why don't you," Wen Siheng showed embarrassment, "stand up for a while?"

"Didn't you ask me to come and sit?"

"That's true." He said with embarrassment, "You come down first and then talk about it."

The hair that had just been washed was still dripping, and Jian Anran sat sideways on Wen Siheng's lap, stretching out her slender fingers to tease his collar.

Looking down his neck, the collar of the nightgown was wide open, exposing most of his collarbone.

"Don't like it?" Jian Anran's eyes were full, her soft lips moved up along the line of his neck, and whispered against his ear.

She's definitely getting revenge for trying to cheat before she showers.

Satisfied to see his auricles slightly blushing, the little man stood up and straightened his clothes, sat down on the chair next to him and ate happily.

After the meal, Jian Anran offered to help clear the table in order to express her "sorry".

When washing her hands after packing up, her slender waist was tightly bound from behind as soon as she foamed her hands.

His chin was resting on Jian Anran's shoulder, and the tip of his high nose brushed against her neck seemingly absently, looking at the person in the mirror with a helpless expression, his thin lips slightly curled up.

"If you don't want to be responsible, some of my functions will be damaged." His hoarse voice came from his ear.

Jane Anran bounced away, and the foam on her hands slid down with the water droplets.

"I," she stammered, "I'm going to see if the sheets are dry!"

"The sun is so strong today, it should have dried up after a day on the balcony."

The other party lowered his head and laughed softly through his nose, "You can wash your hands at ease, I'll go and see."

After washing her hands, Jian Anran found Wen Siheng on the balcony, who was resting his chin on his hands, staring at the pink sheets in embarrassment.

"The sheets are still wet."

Suspiciously, Jian Anran stretched out her hand and pinched the bed sheet, and even squeezed water out.

The strange thing is that only a few places are wet, and other places have long been scorched by the sun.

"It's probably not completely spread out, and some places overlap." The other party shrugged innocently.

On the second night after moving into Wen Siheng's house, Jane Anran still slept in the master bedroom.

The other party hugged her tightly, and no matter how hard she tried to break free, the person behind her would always move over and embrace her again in the next second.

Angrily, she turned her head and planned to beat him up, but under the weak night light, the other party's chest rose and fell evenly, her eyes were closed and she was sleeping soundly, so Jian Anran had no choice but to give up.

What she didn't know, while she was washing her hands after the meal, someone deliberately dug out the small watering can in the storage room——

Squatting on the balcony, spitting water at the pink sheets.

(End of this chapter)