Delicate Wife Is too Attractive

The state lasted until lunch. The mailbox was still empty. Xia Qingli collapsed at her desk with a decadent face and turned her head to stare at Li Jing helplessly.

"Why didn't you do anything all morning? I feel so tired. "

Li Jing smiled and pretended to be someone who came over. She sighed slowly: "this is what you have now, but you still have to complete the task."

After hearing this, Xia Qingli quickly picked up her coat, turned out Wen Yaya's resume, and prepared to go to her house to ask about the situation according to the address.

She took a taxi and went all the way to the garden community in Northern Henan. She looked around and finally came to the door of wenyaya. She pressed the doorbell in sweat and held the cold wall with her other hand.

Who knows, I pressed it a few times and there was no response.

Xia Qingli frowned and knocked on the door with her fingers: "is Miss Wen Yaya there? I'm not a bad person. I'm your editor. "

At this time, Xia Qingli heard the sound of clattering in the door. Xia Qingli looked down and saw a young boy open the door and staring at her with small round eyes.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for wenyaya. She's yours..." Xia Qingli was stunned. What's the relationship between this five-year-old boy and wenyaya?

"I'm her brother. My sister is still sleeping. I'll call her."

While talking, the little boy opened the door, trotted all the way to the bedroom, clenched his little fist and knocked on the door.

"Sister, a beautiful lady has come to you."

Xia Qingli's originally depressed mood was swept away. Unexpectedly, the little boy in front of her was so interesting.

She went to the room and looked around. There were many toys in the small room, but it didn't look messy. There were emergency kits on the table at the door, and even heart first aid medicine on the table, which made her a little curious.

But it was someone else's family business. She withdrew her curiosity, sat politely on the sofa and waited for wenyaya to come out.

I only heard a female voice from the bedroom: "wait for me, I'll open my eyes now."

"Sister, hurry up." The little boy urged, went to the kitchen, took out some small cakes, put them on the table, raised his smiling face and looked at Xia Qingli, "little sister, please wait a moment, she will come out right away."

Xia Qingli nodded slowly. She didn't expect that the little boy in front of her was so sensible. She stretched out her hand and touched his little head: "what's your name?"

Looking at him wearing a sky blue T-shirt and simple black trousers, although it is the simplest dress, it seems that the whole person is very energetic, but the little boy's face in front of him is morbid pale.

"Wen Zishu, I will be seven years old soon." Wen Zishu raised his head and smiled. After all, he often stayed at home with Wen Yaya and never came to anyone else.

Seeing the beautiful little sister is naturally happy. She goes around Xia Qingli and finds snacks from home from time to time and puts them in front of Xia Qingli.

She couldn't laugh or cry. She gently took Wen Zishu's hand and held him on the sofa: "OK, it's very polite."

"You're welcome. You should give the delicious food to the fairy."

Xia Qingli burst out laughing. Before talking to Wen Zishu, she heard the sound of the bedroom door being pushed open. She slowly raised her head and saw a little girl wearing pink baby pajamas with a round face and bangs coming out.

She struggled to open her beautiful eyes, with big dark circles under her eyes. I don't think she's had a good sleep these days.

"Hello."

The sweet voice reached her ears. Xia Qingli stood up and nodded politely: "Hello, I'm your responsible editor."

After listening to this sentence, Wen Yaya immediately withdrew his hand and looked a little embarrassed: "sorry, I haven't sorted out the manuscript yet. Can you give me more time?"

"In fact, I came here today to tell you that the manuscript of this book is almost gone. I'll get the manuscript to be published in the next few days of this week."

Wen Yaya scratched his hair and nodded slowly: "well, I'll make it up as much as possible. Can you give me another two days?"

Xia Qingli frowned slightly. Of course, she knew that there were not too many manuscripts. If she wanted to write, she could almost finish it in a day.

"Then I'll apply with the editor..." she was also embarrassed to urge and was thinking about how to explain to Ann. At this time, Wen Zishu picked up the small cake on the table, came bouncing over and stuffed it into Xia Qingli's arms.

"Be sure to try this small cake. It's the best one my sister has bought for me."

The childish voice made her laugh slowly. Xia Qingli took the cake and put it in her bag: "your brother is very good."

"Yes, Zishu, we have to go out today. Go and tidy up." When Wen Yaya spoke, he went into the bathroom to wash.

Xia Qingli stood awkwardly in the hall, her eyes falling on the table. There is also a instant noodle box on the table. I think I didn't throw it away after dinner yesterday. The printed manuscripts are neatly placed around.

She walked forward slowly, but wanted to be too impolite, so she had to sit back on the sofa and wait for wenyaya to come out.

After a while, she wiped her wet face, quickly came to the computer, integrated all the documents and sent them to Xia Qingli's mailbox.

Turning back, with a sweet smile on his face, Wen Yaya arranged his hair and put the towel on the wooden stool: "I have sent the manuscripts that need to be updated in the past five days, which also gives you an explanation."

Originally, Xia Qingli was still a little tangled. When she heard these words, she smiled happily and couldn't help reminding her: "don't always eat instant noodles. You can order some takeout."

Wen Yaya's face stiffened, and a deeper smile rippled in an instant. He nodded gratefully to Xia Qingli: "I'll pay attention next time. Thank you for caring about me."

Looking at her clear and moving eyes, Xia Qingli was speechless. After saying goodbye to the two people, she took her bag and prepared to leave.

When I was on the bus, I couldn't help recalling the appearance of Wen Yaya and Wen Zishu in my mind. I thought they were particularly interesting.

I think one of them must be ill, otherwise there would not be a lot of medicine at home. There is no trace of adult life in that house. It is estimated that they two depend on each other in this city.

Xia Qingli couldn't help feeling and slowly took out the small bread stuffed with Wen Zishu from her bag.

When you go to Wen Yaya's house next time, you must bring Wen Zishu some snacks as a return gift.