Wen Qian's cold is actually not completely cured, and then she has experienced what happened just now, and now she only feels top-heavy, as if she is about to fall at any time.

Xia Yan looked at Wen Qian's pale face, and her heart tightened, "Why is your face so pale?"

Xiao Ling looked over his head and realized that something was wrong with Wen Qian, stretched out his hand to test the temperature, and had a fever again.

Wen Qian didn't know what happened in the end, she only remembered that she had always wanted to say a few words to Wen Yan, but in the end she didn't say anything.

By the time Wen Qian woke up, she was already in a strange room.

Wen Qian felt that she was still dizzy, and it took her eyes to roll for a long time before she adapted to her surroundings.

She slowly propped herself up and looked around the room, the whole room was decorated in a retro English style, from furniture to lighting, each piece looked expensive, but Wen Qian felt a little depressed.

At this time, the door of the bathroom was pushed open, and Xiao Lingyue took a shower and walked out of it.

Rubbing his hair, he asked, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Wen Qian felt that her voice was a little hoarse, and she wanted to speak but didn't say it, so she shook her head.

Xiao Lingyue walked directly to the edge of the bed and sat down, habitually touched Wen Qian's forehead again, and found that it was not hot, so he said: "Are you tired? If you are not tired, we will go down to eat now!"

When Wen Qian heard about eating, she remembered Xiao Shan's condescending attitude when she got out of the car just now.

She wasn't afraid of Xiao Shan, she just felt embarrassed to get along, and she was also Xiao Lingyue's mother, Wen Qian really didn't want to make the relationship between the two too stiff, because she was afraid that Xiao Lingyue would not be good in the middle.

Xiao Lingyue seemed to see Wen Qian's melancholy, and attached herself to her forehead and kissed her, "I apologize to you on her behalf for making you feel wronged today." ”

Wen Qian was almost amused by Xiao Lingyue's serious appearance, obviously she was so many years older than Xiao Lingyue, but now she wanted him to comfort her.

Wen Qian stretched out her hand, touched Xiao Lingyue's soft hair, and laughed softly: "We are becoming more and more like adults!"

In fact, Wen Qian could feel that Xiao Lingyue had been changing herself, before he was the eldest young master who didn't touch Yangchun, but now he has slowly learned to take care of her and care for her.

Especially when she has been sick in the past few days, Xiao Lingyue's various behaviors really warm her again.

But even though he is trying to be an adult, Wen Qian has to admit that his heart is still immature.

For example, he brought her to attend Wen Yan and Xiao Su's wedding, he just wanted Wen Qian to watch Wen Yan get married, and then cut off Wen Qian's thoughts about Wen Yan, but he never thought about what kind of situation Wen Qian would fall into if he did so.

But no matter how difficult the road is, Wen Qian still has to go!

She got up and simply cleaned up, and followed Xiao Lingyue downstairs.

When the two of them went downstairs, the others were already seated, ready to eat.

After Wen Qian sat down, she found that there was no Xiao Shan.

She is not there, and Wen Qian is also happy.

Xia Yan sat next to Wen Qian, and after the two of them talked for a while, the meal was served.

Dinner was Western-style, and Wen Qian was actually a little hungry, but she actually wanted to eat some clear soup noodles more than steak, macaroni, and bread.

But on such an occasion, she didn't want to give any opinions, so when she picked up the knife and fork and was about to eat, she was stopped by the maid on the side and said, "Miss Wen, please wait a while, because Miss Wen has a cold, and the young master stewed soup in the afternoon, and I will serve it to you in a while." ”

"Yes, you better eat something light. Xiao Lingyue moved the food in front of Wen Qian away.

Originally, everyone was ready to eat their own food, but they instantly shifted their attention to Wen Qian.

Wen Qian didn't want to be noticed, so she glanced at Xia Yan, who looked at her as if she was just eating dog food.

Wen Qian raised her head again to look, Wen Yan who was sitting opposite him, after Wen Yan glanced at Wen Qian, she began to carefully help Xiao Su cut the steak, Wen Qian couldn't see what his expression was.

At this moment, the maid came up with Wen Qian's meal, a bowl of chicken noodle soup.

It was light and light, and only green vegetables and green onions were put as decorations, which immediately aroused Wen Qian's appetite.

Xiao Ling glanced at Wen Qian, who was happily eating, and then raised his head and met Wen Yan's eyes on the other side, and the corners of his lips chuckled imperceptibly, as if he was disdainful of Wen Yan.

After dinner, Xia Yan took Wen Qian out to chat, the two of them hadn't drunk together for a long time, and Xia Yan and Liquor secretly came out of Gu Qingchuan.

Xia Yan gave it to Wen Qian, and then remembered that Wen Qian had a cold.

"Ah, I forgot, you have a cold and you can't drink. ”

Wen Qian picked up a wine glass and motioned for Xia Yan to pick it up as well, "It's good to drink some wine when you have a cold!"

Xia Yan picked up the wine glass suspiciously and touched it with Wen Qian, "Really?"

"Really!" Wen Qian raised her head, and drank all the wine in the wine glass, the whole action was clean and neat, but Xia Yan knew that Wen Qian, who was drinking like this, must have something on her mind.

Wen Qian finished drinking, and Xia Yan was still holding a wine glass, looking at her.

Wen Qian smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't take medicine, let alone cephalosporin, so I shouldn't worry!"

Xia Yan didn't answer her words, picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and then asked slowly, "Are you unhappy?"

Wen Qian poured herself wine again, this time she was not in a hurry, her slender white fingers, pinching the handle of the wine glass and gently shaking the liquid inside, said half-loudly, "He has never grown big." ”

If they are just an ordinary couple, the gap between the two sides is not so big, Wen Qian will not care if Xiao Ling grows up or not, she likes Xiao Ling to be coquettish and cute to her, and she is willing to coax him and spoil him.

But after going through so many things, Wen Qian is tired, except for being able to cooperate with Xiao Lingyue in bed now, at other times, she feels that she has completely become a waste.

But Xiao Lingyue was happy that Wen Qian would become a waste, he liked such a waste.

In Wen Qian's opinion, she is more like a beloved toy than a lover, hidden in the most secret place, enjoying it alone, never caring about the life Wen Qian wants.

"Then you're going to wait for him to grow up?"

"But I'm already so big, I can't afford it!" When Wen Qian said the last few words, her voice was very soft, as if she was helpless, and she seemed to be very weak.

This kind of conversation made both of them think of the drunken Wen Qian before, and said to Xia Yan with a big tongue: "Xiao Yanyan, I'm sorry for you, I'm in love with Xiao Lingyue!"

It's only been a year since then, and now the girl who said "love" at the time was finally defeated in real life, leaving only "tired" and "tears".

Xia Yan didn't know how to comfort her, she was strongly opposed to them being together at the beginning, but what she was afraid of was that Xiao Lingyue would be hurt, but now it seems that as long as she is trapped in love, there will be no one who will get out, and she can't talk about who hurts whom, because they have become each other, he hurts, how can she not hurt?

Wen Qian wiped away the tears left behind, then raised her wine glass to Xia Yan and said, "Congratulations to our little Yanyan, who has finally achieved a positive result with her Mr. Gu!"

Xia Yan raised the cup and touched her, and the two of them drank it all.

"When are you going to get married?" Wen Qian put down her glass.

"I don't know, but he's already proposed to me!" said Xia Yan and stretched out her hand to show Wen Qian her engagement ring.

The style is very simple, but Wen Qian can see that Xia Yan is very happy.

She and Xiao Lingyue don't talk about engagement rings, even couple rings can't be worn.

The two of them drank one after another, and after drinking one bottle of wine, Xia Yan ordered the servant to open another bottle.

Wen Qian felt that every time she drank with Xia Yan, she would feel that she had a thorough conversation, and today was no exception.

By the end of the day, both of them were a little drunk and almost fell asleep in the garden.

Xia Yan woke up, worried that Gu Qingchuan would find her, so she shook Wen Qian awake, "Get up, let's go back!"

The two of them staggered back, and Xia Yan's house arrived first, and she went in.

In the end, Wen Qian was left alone in the corridor looking for the room she lived in.

The Xiao family's house was very large, there were many rooms in it, and it was like a labyrinth going around, and Wen Qian couldn't even remember what floor she lived on.

Just one step at a time, twisting and turning.

Just as she was about to knock on a door, the door opened from the inside.

Then Wen Yan crashed into Wen Qian's sight unexpectedly.

Wen Qian has always wanted to talk to Wen Yan today, but she has never had a chance.

Now I suddenly saw Wen Yan, but Wen Qian just smirked at him, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Wen Yan was originally going to go to Xiao Su's room to see Xiao Su, Xiao Su's condition has stabilized a lot recently, but he still wants to go to see her every night before going to bed, but as soon as he opened the door today, he met Wen Qian.

Wen Qian's body was very heavy with alcohol, and she was unsteady when she walked, Wen Yan immediately reached out to support her, "Why do you drink so much alcohol when you are sick?"

Wen Qian looked at him and smiled: "With Xiao Yanyan······ Happy. ”

Wen Qian said that she was happy, but tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes, and Wen Yan felt uncomfortable in her heart when she looked at it.

Although he had already put Wen Qian down, no matter what, he still wanted Wen Qian to be happy.

What Xiao Shan's attitude towards Wen Qian, he saw it.

In the past, they often quarreled and looked down on each other, but he always protected her well and never let her be hurt at all, and now he doesn't want his sister to be bullied.

Wen Yan helped Wen Qian to walk forward, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back to the room!"

Even if Wen Qian was supported by Wen Yan, the steps under her feet were messy, and she walked crookedly.

Xiao Lingyue's room was on the third floor, and one person occupied the entire floor. Wen Yan and the others are only on the second floor now, and when they reached the staircase and were about to go up the steps, Wen Qian couldn't find the direction, her feet were floating, and she almost fell.

Wen Yan had no choice but to pick up the person horizontally and walk upstairs step by step.

Wen Qian is 165 tall, but because she is very thin, she is held, and she is so small.

Her head rested on Wen Yan's arms, and the whole person was still in a trance, and it took a long time to see Wen Yan's side face clearly, and then she remembered that she had always wanted to ask Wen Yan a question.

She stretched out her hand, poked Wen Yan's chin, and then said with a smile: "Brother, you're getting married, are you happy?"

Wen Yan had already carried Wen Qian up to the second floor, and when he heard Wen Qian's words, he stopped, and was about to answer Wen Qian's words when two voices sounded at the same time, "What are you doing?"

Wen Qian heard Xiao Lingyue's voice and looked up to see that he was standing at the door looking at them with a gloomy face, his eyes seemed to be carrying a knife, making people have nowhere to hide.

Wen Yan turned his head to see that Xiao Su was standing at the corner of the stairs, looking at them with a resentful expression, his eyes seemed to be filled with despair, which made people's hearts ache.