On the other side, Zhao Qian and his wife Lin Shuzhen had already finished dinner and were sitting in the living room chatting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"So, Xiaoyi went on a date with Lingling?"

"yes, this stinky boy! Don't say a word to your family, you will run for nothing! Zhao Qian had an angry expression on his face. Inevitably, his wife is worried, and of course it is better to hide the kidnapping matter. Of course, all the mistakes are the son's fault, do you still expect the old. Does the son take the blame for his son?

"It's all right, young man." Lin Shuzhen was obviously very understanding, shook her head and said, "It's too late for the two of them to reconcile, I'm happy, how can I blame him." ”

"Then you can't just let this kid go! It doesn't matter if you don't go home usually, this is all graduated, and you're still outside! "Zhao Qian is a little into the play.

"Whoever makes you keep a straight face, the child must be scared by you." Lin Shuzhen said with a smile.

Hearing his wife say this, Zhao Qian sneered and did not talk.

"What do you care about as an adult or a child?"

"Am I talking to him? It would be nice if he didn't me off! ”

"It's so late, why hasn't Xiaoyi come back yet?"

"How do I know, and I don't call home."

"I don't know when I'll be able to hold my grandson!"

Chatting and chatting about the topic went off track.

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Hehe, how old is this kid now, be patient and wait a few more years." ”

"I still want to hold my grandson sooner." Lin Shuzhen sighed, and then told her husband, "When Xiaoyi comes back, you can have a long snack, what is the matter if the father and son are always so stiff!" ”

Zhao Qian smiled bitterly, that stinky boy wants to make a conflict himself, blame me?

Alas, there are two children in the family, none of them are worry-free!

……

"Hahaha, it's Xiaoyi! Come! Come in and sit! ”

Looking at the enthusiastic fat man in front of him, Zhao Yi felt that something called a sense of disobedience was constantly breeding.

Are these two really biological father and daughter......

That's right, this is Wen Ling's home, and the fat man in front of him is Wen Ling's father Wen Yufei.

As for the reason why Zhao Yi came here, of course, he didn't know where his home was.

Of course, this kind of thing is not easy to say openly, you can't really pretend to be amnesia, right?

So after eating, when Wen Ling proposed to go back to their respective homes, Zhao Yi tried to make a request to go to the other party's house as a guest. Originally, I thought that it was so late, and the other party might not necessarily agree. Unexpectedly, Wen Ling agreed.

This...... This, this, this, is this the rhythm of opening (li) outside (fan)?!

With a rippling little mood, Zhao Yi followed Wen Ling home, so there was this scene in front of him.

Thinking of wishful thinking just now that there was no one in the other party's house, which might trigger some embarrassing plots, Zhao Yi felt that he was really too young.

"Hello Uncle Wen!" Zhao Yi followed into the house.

"How's it going, it's been a pretty exciting day, isn't it?" Wen Yufei frowned and said, "Sit!" ”

"This ......" Zhao Yi sat down and looked at Wen Yufei with some surprise.

Wen Yufei also sat down and said with a smile: "Hahaha, your father and I are clear about your abduction." ”

I hope you don't know that I'm in the car by myself......

"That's ......"

"It's okay if you're okay, and your father is worried about you."

"Yes, I made you worried."

"But I'm relieved to see the two of you come back together." Wen Yufei glanced at Wen Ling, who was making tea, and said softly.

Without waiting for Zhao Yi to reply, Wen Yufei suddenly stood up, patted Zhao Yi on the shoulder and said, "It's so late, let's stay here tonight!" ”

Father-in-law, that's not good......

"No, I'll stay there for a while and leave." Zhao Yi hurriedly stood up and waved his hand, and then said, "But my phone is out of battery, can Uncle Wen help talk to my family?" ”

What's no power, he doesn't have a family's number in his mobile phone at all! I don't know how the predecessor has come over the past few years!

Wen Yufei pretended to be unhappy and said, "What's polite, just like when you were a child, treat this place as your home!" ”

Saying that, he forcibly pressed Zhao Yi back to the sofa, and then picked up the phone in the living room and dialed: "I'll talk to your father, I'll stay here tonight!" ”

What a hospitality...... The corners of Zhao Yi's eyes twitched, and he reached out to wipe the cold sweat that didn't exist.

“…… Tea" melodious voice sounded in Zhao Yi's ears.

Turning his head, Wen Ling was bending down to bring a cup of tea in front of him. The silky light purple hair fell down slightly, and a wisp of fragrance mixed with the fragrance of tea wafted into Zhao Yi's nose.

"Oh, thanks, thanks!"

"Yes." Wen Ling bowed her head slightly, sat down on the sofa on the other side, and reached out to pull the hair on the left behind her ear.

Zhao Yi was stunned again, and said in his heart, no wonder I always heard people say that girls have the most charming actions to lift their hair, and their words are true!

However, there are also rumors that girls pulling their hair indicate what they are hinting at, is it true? If you can, Zhao Yizhen wants to go online and post a post with the suffix "Online and so on, it's urgent" to consult.

……

It was late at night.

Wen Ling was sitting on the edge of the bed in a quiet daze. She wore a pure white suspender nightdress, with delicate collarbones, slightly shaved shoulders, and delicate skin. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the pair of straight and slender white legs, and the small jade feet are hidden in the fluffy slippers, which makes people itch unbearably.

However, this wonderful scene Zhao Yi is destined to be blessed, because there is only Wen Ling in the room at the moment.

Zhao Yi slept in the guest room.

After a while, Wen Ling stood up and took out a small box in a secret compartment in the closet.

She sat down on the edge of the bed with the box on her lap.

Exhaling softly, Wen Ling opened the box.

Inside lay a small wooden sword. No, it's too much of a sword to say that! A small wooden stick that looks like a sword, to be exact: ugly in appearance, rough cuts, uncleaned burrs......

The hilt of the sword, which appears to be the hilt of the sword, is bowed with a black ribbon.

Wen Ling picked up the wooden sword, untied the ribbon and placed it on his thigh. But then she picked up the ribbon again and tilted her head in thought. Then I saw her comb her hair slightly, and then weave a twisted pigtail behind her left ear. The black ribbon was wrapped around the roots of his hair into a beautiful bow.

After doing all this, Wen Ling turned his gaze back to the wooden sword, stroked the sword body, and his thoughts drifted away again.

As if thinking of something, Wen Ling's little face flushed slightly.

Determined, she picked up the wooden sword again, only this time closer to her face. After a little hesitation, the blush on Wen Ling's face became more obvious, and the left ear exposed by the change of hairstyle was also quietly dyed a layer of red.

Slowly, Wen Ling raised his arm slightly, and at the same time, his eyes were slightly closed, and he imprinted his cherry lips on the body of this ugly wooden sword......