Abduct A Mommy And Bring Her Home

Wen's.

Wen Langyun learned the lesson from last time and completely muted the phone.

So he took it for granted and failed to receive the text message from Qin Ziqing in the first time.

I don't know if it's because a few days have passed since the first night of Thunder's treatment. Those who had problems took some luck, and it took a while to deal with these people.

Wen Langyun didn't pick up his phone until all the dust settled. When he saw the message from Qin Ziqing, he was stunned.

Qin Ziqing sent him a message at four o'clock in the afternoon, asking him to be at the Chinese restaurant at six o'clock, and it was almost seven o'clock now.

Wen Langyun didn't think too much about getting married with Qin Ziqing, but he had to do what he promised.

When we arrived at the address, it was already half past eight. When we got out of the car and saw the familiar decoration, Wen Langyun realized where it was, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

The happiest period of his youth was probably here.

"Boss Wen?"

He stood there for a long time without moving, the little assistant called out suspiciously, and Wen Langyun walked in as if he had just woken up from a dream.

After entering the door, the waiter led him to the box. Qin Ziqing wore the red dress he had seen this afternoon, leaned on the table, propped his head on one hand, and looked at him calmly. On weekdays, she is always smiling and full of vigor, and it is rare to see her cold face, but she has the appearance of some cold beauty rumored by the outside world.

The two looked at each other, and Qin Ziqing opened his mouth coldly: "I've been waiting for you for nearly two hours, and I thought you wouldn't come."

"Sorry." Wen Langyun didn't know what to say, and his attitude of admitting his mistake was quite sincere, "Are... are you hungry?"

"What do you say?"

Wen Langyun was silent for two seconds: "Then... eat now?"

"I've lost my appetite." Qin Ziqing glared at Wen Langyun with anger and resentment on one side of his cheeks: "It's all your fault! You have to make up for it!"

"……good."

Seeing that Lang Yun's attitude of admitting his mistakes was not bad, Qin Ziqing finally calmed down a little, and snorted softly: "I don't want to eat now, go back."

After finishing speaking, he walked out, and the sound of high heels became almost inaudible after a while.

Seems to be really angry.

Wen Langyun thought silently, and walked out, only to find that the boss and waiters outside gathered together, seeing him coming out, they all looked around as if they had just passed by, their acting skills were quite clumsy.

...Qin Ziqing was really outraged to ignore such a group of people.

"Oh! Isn't this Langyun?" The boss turned his head exaggeratedly, showing a surprised expression, "Oh! Long time no see, you are so old!"

Wen Langyun: "...I have been back to China for less than two years."

He is not Nezha, can he change his appearance in two years?

Boss: "Ahahaha..."

After a brief moment of embarrassment, the boss approached Wen Langyun and handed him a bag of things: "Neng, I heard you're coming today, so I made it for you, but looking at it now, you can't eat here."

Wen Langyun took the bag, and could smell the faint fragrance through the packaging, which reminded people of the carefree time when they were young.

The boss sighed deeply: "Oh, what about this matter, you did it wrong. The little girl waited for you for so long and didn't say anything. If it was my daughter, you should be beaten right now."

He didn't know what to think again, he trembled, and put on a bitter face: "Go back and apologize to others, women will hold grudges, if they don't handle it well, it will be much more terrifying than now to bring up old accounts! "

The boss looked really worried, Wen Langyun smiled slightly, without explaining much, thanked the boss and chased him out.

He will have nothing to do with anyone.

Outside, Qin Ziqing was standing beside Wen Langyun's car, it was freezing cold, she rubbed her hands and stomped her feet, puffed up when she saw Wen Langyun.

"Sorry, I haven't seen Uncle Zhao for a long time, and we chatted for a while."

Wen Langyun unlocked the car remotely, and was about to open the door for Qin Ziqing, Qin Ziqing snorted coldly, opened the door and sat on it, the door was slammed loudly.

It seems that he is really angry.

Wen Langyun touched Hui Hui's nose, and went to the driver's seat very wisely to be the driver. Putting down the bag in his hand, Qin Ziqing said, "What, it smells so good."

Wen Langyun turned his head, Qin Ziqing curled his lips angrily after finishing speaking.

Tsk, it's so fragrant, I couldn't control it for a while, so I asked directly.

The corners of Wen Langyun's lips curled up indistinctly.

He thought Qin Ziqing wouldn't talk to him until he got home.

"Uncle Zhao made it himself, try it when you go back later?"

Seeing that Langyun didn't have any low-key whistling, Qin Ziqing snorted softly, folded his hands on his chest, and nodded quite reservedly. Wen Langyun turned on the stereo, and the soothing music reverberated in the quiet carriage.

Qin Ziqing closed his eyes, and under the vague blessing, his swollen head felt better.

But she was still uncomfortable.

She knew very well that Wen Langyun didn't let her pigeons go on purpose, he just forgot during the meeting.

But if she really cared even a little bit, Wen Langyun would not be late for so long. This cognition was quite different from her previous preset effect, which made Qin Ziqing quite annoyed.

After so long, did she still leave no trace in Wen Langyun's heart? Is Wen Langyun's heart made of stone?

This is too much self-esteem!

The more Qin Ziqing thought about it, the more stinky his face became, and then he even started grinding his teeth, making a piercing creaking sound. After hearing this, Wen Langyun thought about it: "How do you want me to compensate you?"

Qin Ziqing snorted softly, "What do you think?"

"I'm wrong this time. As long as your request is reasonable, I will do it."

"As long as it's reasonable—" Qin Ziqing dragged on, "It's not a reasonable request for you to associate with me, is it?"

Wen Langyun glanced at her, but didn't speak. After all, both of them knew that what Qin Ziqing said was right, and they knew it well.

"Hey, well, I won't embarrass you monk anymore."

Qin Ziqing propped his chin and thought for a while, "I heard that you wanted to be a cook when you were young, and Aunt Zhu also said you could cook, so why don't you cook me a meal?"

Wen Langyun: "..."

Childhood black history!

Seeing that Lang Yun's expression changed, Qin Ziqing felt a little better.

After calming down, Wen Langyun said, "My craftsmanship is incomparable to that of a chef."

"That's for sure!" Qin Ziqing gave him a suspicious look, "But now you are the one who has wronged me, so I ask you to cook and compensate me. Is there a problem?"

Is it possible that this man still thinks that she let him cook because he cooks delicious food?

Wen Langyun had a choked expression on his face, Qin Ziqing raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to go back on your word, do you?"

"No, if this is really the compensation you want, I will do it, but...you'd better not expect too much."