Young Master's NO.1 Warm Wife

When the dumplings were finally finished, Lu Yanchuan had flour on his face and hair.

As the successor of Lu Yeqing's slight cleanliness habit, he couldn't stand seeing himself in the mirror. He had to rush upstairs and hurried to take a bath.

Wenning quickly stopped the man, pressed him in his arms, opened the camera and clicked.

The baby has a little temper when he smokes from the corner of his eye. He thought his father was not his own father before. Now he has to evolve to the point that his mother is not his own mother? Mommy has been learning bad from Daddy recently.

The baby's heart is bitter, but he just hummed in his heart. After all, the most important thing is to take a bath!

Seeing that his son ran away, Wen Ning, who was temporarily absent-minded, didn't hurry to catch up. Instead, he sent the picture just taken to Lu Yeqing and wrote: "are you envious of making dumplings?"

After she sent Lu Yeqing a picture of "hanging her appetite", she hurried upstairs to watch the baby take a bath.

Making and cooking dumplings, tossing around for more than two hours, several people can be regarded as eating.

However, looking at the miserable finished products and the gap between eating dumplings, Wen Zhenhua still ordered the kitchen to cook some more food.

Fortunately, although the dumplings sell poorly, they still taste good.

Wen Zhenhua sighed as he ate. "In the past, the older generation always said that they would eat dumplings at the reunion. Unfortunately, Ye Qing is not here today. Let's wrap it again next time."

The old man was always worried about his younger generation's life. Since he mentioned this, Wen Zhenhua said, "Zhixi has been back for some time. How about it? Have you found the right person?"

Smell speech, talk about Zhi Xi's chopsticks, the round dumplings fell on the table.

She quickly lowered her head, opened the dumpling clip to one side and said with a smile, "why does uncle worry about this?"

Wen Zhenhua gave her another clip. "You are my daughter like Ning Ning. Now that her affairs have been settled, it can be regarded as complete. I naturally have to worry about you."

Tan Zhixi said, "I know my uncle cares about me, but I can't help it. I really haven't seen anything close recently."

In order to prove herself, she simply put her arm around Wenning on the side, "I don't believe you ask Ningning. If there is really a suitable one, I must be more than empty window for so long!"

Wen Ning can testify that in five years, she did see Tan Zhixi talk about several boyfriends.

Of course, Qin Yan also witnessed her dumping those boyfriends.

Feelings are like people drinking water. Wen Ning doesn't want to talk about how Zhixi should be. The only hope is that she can be happier. That's enough.

This matter was finally revealed. In the afternoon, after the baby was taken to the study by Wen Zhenhua to play chess, Wen Ning and Tan Zhixi finally had time to be alone.

He handed the hot milk tea in his hand and asked in a warm voice, "you seem a little wrong today?"

Tan Zhixi stretched out his hand to take it and frowned, "milk tea? Or hot?"

How much meat does such a high calorie thing have to grow in a cup? In the end, I have to work hard to lose weight.

Wen Ning gave her a white look, "give it back if you don't want to drink."

"That's no good. It's mine in my hand." Tan Zhixi took a quick drink and connected with the question before her like a slow half beat, "something's wrong? I'm not wrong?"

Although she denied it, Wenning clearly felt it.

When Wen Zhenhua asked Tan Zhixi if he intended to be a lover, Tan Zhixi's smile was mixed with meaning bitterness, and even after that, his mood began to decline.

But now she refused to say, Wen Ning naturally can not "extort a confession".

In the study on the other side, Wen Zhenhua, who had just taught his grandson the basic rules of chess, was defeated magnificently.

In those days, he was a good player in the school chess club. Now why can't he even beat a child?

The baby is not the kind of character who knows the world. After knowing it, he realizes that he doesn't seem to deserve to win this game? Or... At least we should win in a few games?

He grabbed the chessboard and racked his brains for a while. He jumped out of his chair and patted Wen Zhenhua on the shoulder. "Grandpa, don't be sad. My father took me for an examination when I was a child."

"The doctor said I have an IQ of 180. It's normal for you to lose to me."

This comforted Wen Zhenhua. He took the baby into his arms and said seriously, "Grandpa is not sad. Grandpa just thinks that our ah Yan is very powerful."

"But grandpa wants to tell ah Yan that even people as powerful as ah Yan are not powerful occasionally."

He knows that high IQ children are usually accompanied by a lot of stress when they are young. There are from the outside world, but also from parents and relatives.

Wen Zhenhua still feels guilty for ignoring Wen Ning's feelings because of Wen Qian in the past, but he can't go back and change everything, so he has to make up for them to the baby.

Several people had an earlier dinner and got home before dark.

Today can be regarded as a solid day. After returning home, the baby routinely watched TV for a while and felt a little sleepy. Wen Ning took a bath and stuffed it into the quilt.

Out of the baby's room, Lu Yeqing hasn't got home yet.

When Wen Ning returned to his bedroom, he felt that the room was empty, so he felt out his mobile phone and wanted to send a text message to Lu Yeqing.

The text message hasn't been sent out yet. Tan Zhixi's phone came first.

A strange male voice mixed with loud music came, "Hello, your friend got drunk in our bar and just had a little problem. Can you come and pick her up?"

"What?!" Wen Ning suddenly woke up and said in a hurry, "where are you? I'll come now."

Having got the address, Wen Ning hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed there.

That bar is quite famous in the city. There are threshold restrictions for visitors. However, even if there are threshold restrictions, it is impossible to completely screen some fools.

When Wen Ning walked through the dance floor and a pile of card seats, he saw Tan Zhixi on the bar.

Beside her, a man with a comb back and a face full of "I'm a nouveau riche" is tangled up. Tan Zhixi doesn't want to talk to her at all, but he can't avoid it because of the wine.

Winnington was angry when he came forward and grabbed the man's trying hand and twisted it back, "take away your dirty hand!"

Fortunately, the security of the bar here was excellent. When the man wailed, the security noticed here, and then came forward and threw him out of the bar with his arm twisted.

Hearing the familiar voice, Tan Zhixi raised his head and smiled at Wen Ning, "you're coming!"