The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 74 When can I play with him?

After reading the message, put the phone in your pocket.

Looking at the silent girl, Wen Yan didn't disturb her, but walked out of the room silently.

As the saying goes: Heart disease must be healed by heart medicine, and the bell must be dealt with by the bell.

If the rigid relationship between mother and daughter is likened to a water pressure well in childhood.

At most, he would inject a stream of water into the water of the two people's nearly dried-up emotional wells.

As for whether the piston moves after the water injection can lead to new spring water, it depends on the luck of the two.

After all, he was just a bystander.

"Squeaky" Wen Yan opened the door while thinking about his thoughts.

But before he could take a step, he saw a slender figure covered in blue and white, staggered forward two steps, and rushed towards him.

Fortunately, the woman who eavesdropped on the corner grabbed the door frame in time, and Wen Yan avoided the fate of being a meat pad.

"call"

Before Wang Luoqi found out, Wen Yan quickly closed the door.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said angrily, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

"Look, look at the scenery."

Wu Wanqing tilted her head and looked around, as if curious about everything around her.

You're a jerk, Wen Yan almost spit out a beautiful hometown dialect.

If you eavesdrop, just eavesdrop, I won't laugh at you, you are still acting.

Sure enough, the drama elite is the drama elite, polishing his acting skills all the time.

Wen Yan felt some emotions in his heart, those little fresh meat should really learn from Wu Wanqing's professionalism.

But now that he was going to pick up someone, he didn't argue too much with Wu Wanqing.

"Auntie, Grandma Wen and the others are going downstairs soon. I'll go out and pick them up."

"Then I'll go with you."

She felt that she couldn't let go of this opportunity to gain favorability.

After all, her status in this family is only the first.
Thinking of her order in the family, Wu Wanqing suddenly froze for a moment.

She, the head of the household, seems to be just a non-staff at present.

How can there be any status at all!
Oh, it's so frustrating.

"Auntie doesn't need it, I'll just go by myself." Wen Yan said and ran out of the room.

He has his own scruples, so he doesn't want Wu Wanqing to follow him.

"Hey, wait." Before she could finish her words, Wen Yan ran out of the room.

Looking at the shaking door, Wu Wanqing sighed in her heart: "This little guy is quite fast."

Because she was wearing high heels when she came, she didn't chase after her.

……

Community gate.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, Wen Yan saw a taxi and stopped slowly.

Seeing the old lady and Zhao Wanqi getting off the bus, Wen Yan hurried up to meet them.

"Sister Wanqi!"

Wen Yan waved his arms as he ran, a happy smile on his small face, and surprises in his big eyes full of aura.

This wave~
This wave is called self-cultivation of children.

He ignored Zhao Wanqi for the first two days and didn't contact her for several days. He felt that he wanted to show how much he missed the girl.

If you want to describe what he misses, it would be - if you don't see him for one day, it's like every other day!
As for Mrs. Wen, he chose to ignore it for the time being, and the old man would definitely understand the helplessness in his heart.

"Wen Xiaoyan!!!" Seeing Wen Yan's actions, Zhao Wanqi also trotted to meet her.

She hadn't seen him for a long time, and she also missed Wen Yan in her heart.

So, when the two met, Zhao Wanqi directly put Wen Yan
Pick it up.

Looking at the ground farther and farther away from him, Wen Yan took a deep breath.

Sure enough, the next moment he felt that his eyes became dark.

"Slime talk, dirt talk." After more than ten seconds, Wen Yan began to kick his short legs.

He was afraid that he would not struggle again,
The way of death on the lifting platform in the previous life was already bizarre enough, and Wen Yan didn't want to create a new way of death.

"The cloth in the mud village is open, oh bitch and sneeze"

Seeing that Wen Yan was going to use a trick, Zhao Wanqi reluctantly let go.

This little guy had really sneezed in her arms.

Zhao Wanqi didn't want to change her shirt here.

"Zhao Xiaoqing, can you not do this trick every time? It's very uncomfortable, okay?"

That's why he didn't want Wu Wanqing to follow him.

The drama essence attribute is invincible enough, and Wen Yan doesn't want her to learn other new skills.

Then he couldn't stand it.

"Humph, I'm happy, I want you to take care of it."

Zhao Wanqi poked Wen Yan's fat little face:
"Wen Xiaoyan, you are a white-eyed wolf, and now my sister hugs you, you don't want to."

"Sure enough, you left the orphanage, you won't kiss me anymore, you forgot who slapped you with shit and urine."

"Stop, stop, Sister Wanqi, I was wrong." Wen Yan immediately compromised when he heard that Zhao Wanqi was going to turn over the old accounts again.

He didn't want to discuss the embarrassment of his childhood with Zhao Xiaoqing.

At that time, he was the age to be manipulated.

Human cubs can't be hurt!

Zhao Wanqi: "You miss me"

Wen Yan: "I think about it!"

Zhao Wanqi: "You are here"

Wen Yan: "I'm used to living here."

Zhao Wanqi: "That King"

Wen Yan: "Sister Luo Qi is very kind to me."

Every time, without waiting for Zhao Wanqi to finish speaking, Wen Yan immediately started to answer.

Zhao Wanqi: "You grab it again"

Wen Yan: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, just tell me."

"what!"

The girl's roar came from the gate of the community: "Wen Xiaoyan, sister is going to kill you!"

"Unfortunately, you have no chance."

Wen Yan suddenly became very calm, looking at his enemy with pity like a general with a victory in hand.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Wanqi was a little puzzled.

Why is this little guy so hard all of a sudden?

However, when she looked at the little guy in her arms, Wen Yan had changed her expression.

"Grandma Wen, Sister Wanqi is bullying me~" Wen Yan looked behind the girl and shouted.

His tone was very aggrieved, like a little daughter-in-law who had just been comforted by a big man.

It is very poor.

"Snapped."

"Snapped."

"Snapped."

Facing Zhao Wanqi's little buttocks, Mrs. Wen was just a set of three draws.

"Ah~"

The girl cried out in pain. She looked at the old lady behind her and said pitifully:

"Mr. Wen, why are you hitting me?"

"How many times have I said it, Xiaoyan is still young now, so don't be fussy, okay?"

Mrs. Wen was a little angry: "he hasn't developed yet. What if you hurt him?"

"Yes, yes, what if you hurt me?" The little man with a warm expression was triumphant.

Mrs. Wen is his backer.

As long as she is there, Zhao Wanqi, who is flamboyant and majestic, will instantly become a wronged Zhao Xiaoqing.

Sichuan Opera has changed its face, find out!
Looking at Wen Yan's sudden hardening, Zhao Wanqi pinched his waist quietly.

"hiss"

Wen Yan cried out in pain:
"Grandma Wen, she pinched my waist again."

"Don't put him down yet." Mrs. Wen slapped Zhao Wanqi on the ass again.

"Humph" Zhao Wanqi put Wen Yan down reluctantly.

Looking at the warm words being given to the old lady, pinching her little face,

Looking at the warm words of the ghosts and ghosts, Zhao Wanqi asked a little unconvinced:

"Mr. Wen, when can I let go and play with him?"

　The next chapter is a little late.

　　Ask for a ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)