Young Master's NO.1 Warm Wife

Zhao Ziqian was satisfied with his warm heart and drank all the water in the cup.

Wenning didn't drink a mouthful, but when they didn't pay attention, he poured a little.

After a while, Wen Qian came down. After taking a bath, she put on a make-up and changed a suit of clothes. The whole person restored her generous image.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting," Wen's eyes scanned the crowd. He didn't see Jiang Xiaowan. His eyes were a little complicated.

Wen Qian knows that Jiang Xiaowan must want to trip Wen Ning, but he didn't expect Wen Ning to pull her over. It's too much.

Wait a minute, she's going to embarrass Wenning in front of everyone!

Wen Qian's eyes fell on the water cups that Wen Ning and Zhao Ziqian had already drunk, and the corners of his lips raised an imperceptible smile, then left and sat down.

"Don't worry about what happened just now. Just let you see a joke. I'm afraid you can't eat the cake." Wen said with regret.

Wenning nodded and said, "what my sister said is right. I can't eat. I'll feed it to the dog."

Wen Qian choked and tried her best to keep a decent smile. She moved in the direction of Zhao Ziqian. Zhao Ziqian smelled the smell of her just after bathing and was distracted in an instant.

"Brother Ziqian, have you prepared a gift for me?" Wen Qian asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Zhao Ziqian nodded immediately, "of course! Here..."

Then Zhao Ziqian wanted to take it out to her, but Wen Qian stopped him. "Brother Ziqian, can you give it to me in private?"

Zhao Ziqian was puzzled. Seeing that Wen Qian's cheeks were red, he immediately understood. He immediately nodded, "OK!"

"Well, I'll find an excuse to go back to my room first. You'll come to me later?" Wen Qian winked at Zhao Ziqian and hooked Zhao Ziqian's soul.

Zhao Ziqian restrained his excitement and watched Wen Qian stand up.

"Sister, you see your clothes are dirty. Shall I go with you to change one? Just in time, I left some things in the room. Let's go in together?" Wen Qian looked at the cake stain on Wen Ning with guilt.

Wenning has long felt unbearable, but because Wenqian has not been there, Wenning must do his best to be the host, so he didn't go.

But now, Wen Qian deliberately wants to go with her. Wen Ning wants to give Wen Qian a chance to fight. Otherwise, where does Wen Qian get the chance to die?

Wenning stood up. "Excuse me."

Wen Qian and Wen Ning entered the house together.

Walking to the living room, Zhao Ziqian remembered that he didn't know which room Wen Qian lived in.

Just as a servant came down from upstairs, Zhao Ziqian walked over and asked, "excuse me, which room does shallow live in?"

"Turn left on the second floor to the first one." the servant pointed upstairs.

Zhao Ziqian immediately went upstairs and came to the door of the room that the servant said. When he found that the door was not closed, he knew that Wen Qian had deliberately left the door for himself.

Zhao Ziqian pushed the door in and closed the door. What came into view was Wen Qian lying in bed, motionless.

The people on the bed were motionless. There was a gap in the pulled curtain. The moonlight penetrated and shone on Wenqian. She was as attractive as the selected prey.

Zhao Ziqian took a step forward and didn't pay attention to his feet. He stumbled forward and fell down.

Zhao Ziqian directly lay on Wen Qian's body. The sudden weight made the sleepy Wen Qian hum.

"Well..."

Wenning's room is just opposite Wenqian's room. Wenning can hear some subtle sounds from Wenqian's room. If she hadn't just knocked her unconscious and threw her on the bed while Wenqian turned back to her room, she also grabbed the servant arranged by Wenqian at the entrance of the stairs in advance, asked her to turn against each other temporarily, and told Zhao Ziqian the location of Wenqian's room, At that moment, it was Wen Ning who was forced to bow by Zhao Ziqian's overlord.

Wenning changed his old clothes and went downstairs as if he couldn't hear the sound of their room.

Wen Ning accompanied Wen Qian to chat with several of Zhao Ziqian's friends. They talked for half an hour. They had nothing to say. They stared at each other, and there were no figures of Zhao Ziqian and Wen Qian.

"Well, my sister and Zhao Xuechang may have something to do. Don't mind. If you need anything, you can tell me." Wen Ning has done his master's obligations in place.

The others knew the relationship between Zhao Ziqian and Wen Qian, but they didn't expect that Wen Qian looked pure, but dared to take Zhao Ziqian to his room at the Wen family. It was still broad daylight. It was really - tut tut tut.

Just when a group of people guessed what Zhao Ziqian and Wen Qian were doing in the room, Tang Jing came back from the company.

She had planned to come back this noon to see what Wen Qian wanted to do, but the company had something to do and was delayed.

Seeing Wen Ning sitting in the garden with a group of people, Tang Jing's footsteps paused and then recovered, "Ning Ning, these are shallow students? Hello, I'm shallow mother."

"Auntie is so young."

"Good aunt!"

"Aunt is so beautiful. No wonder shallow is so beautiful."

Several girls talked more likable. Tang Jing couldn't help laughing all the time.

Wenning quietly echoed, "aunt Jing is young and beautiful, and her temper is also very good. My sister followed aunt Jing."

Tang Jing was teased by the children for a while. She found that Wen Qian had not seen anyone for a long time. She couldn't help wondering, "where are the shallow people?"

"My sister just went upstairs with me and said to go back and get things. Zhao Xuechang said he would go to the bathroom. EH - why hasn't he come back for so long?" Wen Ning looked down at his watch. It's been an hour. Zhao Ziqian's efficacy should have passed. Why hasn't there been any movement?

Shouldn't it be that Wen Qian fainted due to lack of strength?

Otherwise, there should be movement.

Tang Jing's heart "clattered" and realized that it was bad. She was going to say she would go and have a look, but suddenly she heard a harsh scream upstairs: "ah -"