The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 211 Wang Luoqi's Black Belly
Using a tissue to help Wen Yan stop the nosebleed, Zhao Wanqi breathed a sigh of relief.

"The weather is dry now. You usually need to add more water and eat more fruit... Hey, what are you looking at?"

She was about to tell Wen Yan to pay attention to her daily diet and develop a healthy lifestyle, but she suddenly found that Wen Yan's eyes were always erratically looking at the location of the balcony.

A pair of people who want to see but don't dare to watch, and even have a guilty conscience.

She turned around suspiciously and followed Wen Yan's gaze, her pretty face instantly flushed with blush, like a boiled prawn.

Ah, I forgot about this. It's so embarrassing. Zhao Wanqi's toes curled back and forth, and her slippers made a "squeak" sound.

She lives alone all year round, so when drying clothes, she naturally doesn't have too many scruples.

Bringing Wen Yan here tonight was just a decision made by chance. Otherwise, she would definitely clean up in advance to show the atmosphere of a warm little home.

Thinking of Wen Yan's exploratory gaze, she was a little angry and clenched her fists slightly. How do capitalists educate their children?
How well-behaved and obedient Wen Yan was when he was a child, his big black eyes were full of innocence, and he was cute like a porcelain doll, but now there is a tendency to develop into lsp?
Did Wen Yan become filthy when he grew up, or was he misled by the capitalist Wang Luoxi, and went astray?

Well, she prefers the latter in her heart. If Wen Yan grows up by her side, he will definitely be a modest, literate and gentle gentleman.

Eh, I just took a sneak peek and was discovered by Sister Wanqi. Are my eyes so obvious?Wen Yan looked at the nose and the nose at the heart, and put his hands on his knees honestly.

He pointed to the half-open window of the balcony, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "Sister Wanqi, today the moon is very round and the stars are very bright, but the wind is a bit strong..."

Looking at the small cloth swaying in the wind, Wen Yan's voice became smaller and smaller, and he wished to slap himself twice, he might as well not explain.

Isn't this tm not self-inviting?

"Bah, you're still staring, you'll grow a needle sooner or later." She glared angrily and said warmly, Zhao Wanqi ran to the hanger, took off all her underwear, and hurried into the bedroom.

Kacha, Kacha, looking at Zhao Wanqi's flustered back, Wen Yan seemed to hear the sound of something shattering—

That was his glorious image in Zhao Wanqi's heart.

Isn't it just a bunch of small pieces of cloth, as for looking and staring at it?Leaning back on the sofa, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, Wen Yan questioned himself.

Although he really wanted to wave his hands and say, "No, no, what a big deal." But people often can't deceive their hearts.

He despised himself like this. (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

But this is the instinct of most men.

Whenever I see colorful pieces of cloth fluttering in the wind, I can't help but take a second glance. Moreover, this has nothing to do with evil thoughts, just out of pure curiosity.

But being caught on the spot, even if he is cheeky, there will be a little bit of embarrassment.

In particular, he and Zhao Wanqi are still so familiar with each other, and they have always gotten along as sisters and brothers since they met.

Looking at the closed door of the master bedroom, Wen Yan secretly sighed:
Alas, they all rely on the low system.

"Ding." A crisp sound came from my mind.

Seemingly heard his shameless slander, the system gave a rare response, and a line of small words appeared on the data panel:
[In the system program upgrade, the current progress has been completed 62%, and the countdown to the upgrade completion is 09:38. 】

Damn, I actually cheated. Looking at the information on the data panel, Wen Yan was taken aback.

The low system, which has been like one day for ten years and has no sense of existence, seems to be a little active these two days. Even when it is upgraded, it does not forget to jump out to show its sense of existence.

I hope there won't be any moths. Don't be like a certain mobile phone. The system upgrade is equivalent to a direct crash. Wen Yan prayed secretly in his heart.

Staying alone in the living room is also a bit boring, Wen Yan said that the financial fan attribute was online, and began to observe the layout of Zhao Wanqi's house, in order to speculate her worth.

It has two bedrooms and two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom. It is a medium-sized apartment, which is about a hundred square meters.However, Fengdu Garden is strategically located, adjacent to the university town and hospital, with convenient transportation. It is also a high-end community in Modu.

According to the market conditions, the house price here should be around [-] or [-] square meters per square meter, which means that this house should be at least around eight figures...

Hiss, Sister Wanqi is also a little rich woman!

Do you want her to pay back the money later?Wen Yan touched his chin and thought secretly.

In fact, his worth is not low. Even if he puts aside his shares in "Xiyan Investment Co., Ltd." and only says that he has earned money from comics and song copyrights over the years, at least he already has a small goal.

Only seventeen years old and worth over [-] million yuan, how can he be considered young and promising?
But the fact is quite the opposite.

The comic book earns a lot of money, Wang Luoxi took it as his own, euphemistically called it "wife book", and earned 3000 to [-] million for the copyright of a few songs, but Zhao Wanqi was even more outrageous...

She is in arrears.

Just because these two mad sisters are there, he is now as clean as his face, and his whole body is only about a hundred dollars. Today's two meals are still eating and drinking.

Sometimes, Wen Yan even had the illusion that the two women had agreed to divide the money he earned by three to seven and directly drain his small treasury.

No, I'm an adult now, I can't go on like this anymore, Wen Yan shook his head secretly.

Later, find an opportunity to test Zhao Wanqi's tone and see when she will pay back the money?
Hmph, if you owe it again, tell her about the concept of his wife, and see if she dares to owe the copyright fee!

"Clap."

Just when Wen Yan was thinking nonsense, Zhao Wanqi pushed open the door and walked out. During this time, she had changed her clothes.

At this time, she was wearing a long off-white sweater, light gray loose trousers on the lower body, and her long wavy hair was tied into a ball with a headband.

Seeing Zhao Wanqi's outfit, Wen Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately she was wearing pants...

Heck, don't think about it.

Based on the experience he has observed from Wang Luoxi over the years, girls wear long sweaters at home. As long as the fabric can hang below the buttocks, [-]% of them will not wear pants.

Well, just to make it easier and easier.

Walking to Wen Yan, Zhao Wanqi patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Are you hungry? Would you like to have some supper?"

Her tone was as gentle as usual, as if she had forgotten what happened just now.

"Don't tell me I don't feel it yet. You mention that, I'm really hungry." Touching his stomach, Wen Yan pointed to the kitchen with a smile:
"Sister Wanqi, your house should be on fire. I'll go get some noodles."

In fact, he is not hungry at all now. Wu Hao is crazy and ordered a table of good kidney nourishing products. It is no wonder that he can digest it.

But after Zhao Wanqi came out of the magic art, she went to look for him, and she has been frightened until now, and she hasn't had dinner yet.

"You cook?" Zhao Wanqi raised her eyebrows, obviously not believing his cooking skills.

"That's right." Wen Yan nodded and said with a smile, "I'm not bad at cooking, and the following is delicious. Sister Wanqi, just take a look."

"Forget it, I'm quite satisfied with the kitchen at home, and I don't want to renovate it yet." Zhao Wanqi waved her hands again and again.

Wen Yan: "?!"

What do you mean, this is looking down on his cooking skills?
"The capitalists have told me that some time ago, someone wanted to cook on a whim and almost blew up the pot, giggle..."

Zhao Wanqi walked to the kitchen, trying her best to control her smile, but she still couldn't hold it back.

"You wait!"

Wen Yan grabbed her wrist, pointed to himself and said:

"You mean Sister Luo Qi told you that I almost fried the pot?"

"Hmph, what's the matter? Are you still trying to hide from me?"

Zhao Wanqi shrugged her shoulders and gave him a look to let him experience: (￢_￢)
Wen Yan: "..."

He could understand why everyone said that only the wrong name was given, and there was no wrong nickname.

His understanding and gentle sister Luo Qi turned out to be a black-bellied girl.

Moreover, regardless of the enemy or me, even his own person is black.

Warm words: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Hmph, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, he has already recorded an account for Wang Luoxi in the small book.

After a while, she must be allowed to sing conquest and use the posture in ↓ps.

ps, I was so short, I was wrong _|￣|●

It has been decided that from tomorrow, I will send feces and paint the walls!

(End of this chapter)