Ling Wenxuan felt a soft touch coming from his side cheeks, and he was slightly stunned. Accidental, absolutely unexpected......

Liu Yifei's eyes widened, oh my God, this ......

Liu Yifei immediately pushed Ling Wenxuan away and sat on the other side of the bed. Panting, he stared at Ling Wenxuan.

Ling Wenxuan looked at Liu Yifei's gaze and pouted: "What's the matter?" After eating my tofu, you still want to kill me? ”

"Poof......" Liu Yifei couldn't hold back her laughter, "Die, who eats your tofu." Do you have one? ”

Ling Wenxuan was not happy: "What about the equality of men and women?" Women have tofu, don't men? I'm not convinced, I'm looking for a country. ”

"Go, I won't stop you." Liu Yifei giggled, now Ling Wenxuan has more and more sense of humor, and he can't admire it.

However, it seems that Liu Yifei kissed Ling Wenxuan, and this stubble turned over? Perhaps, Liu Yifei thought in his heart that kissing Ling Wenxuan would be a matter at all.

The two chatted for a while, and Ling Wenxuan and Liu Yifei talked about Wen Xunyu.

"Yifei, what do you think of my father?" Ling Wenxuan asked Liu Yifei about his impression of Wen Xunyu.

"Hmm, King Wen's personality is very good. Well, very majestic, very imposing. Liu Yifei said truthfully, this is the impression that King Wen Tianwang gave him just now.

Ling Wenxuan's expression was strange, and after looking at Liu Yifei for a while, he said, "Yifei, what you see is only on the surface. My father is not what you see in front of the media, and you should not be surprised if you see him later if you see a big contrast in personality. ”

"Really?" Liu Yifei looked at Ling Wenxuan suspiciously, she felt that King Wen Tianwang was just as rumored, majestic and arrogant, the backbone of the mainland music industry. No matter how you describe it, it seems to be going to the high side.

"......" Ling Wenxuan didn't know what he had in mind, and smiled bitterly, "Anyway, you'll know later, and I won't say anything more." ”

For Ling Wenxuan's words, Liu Yifei couldn't imagine what would happen.

"By the way, I still have something to find my father, will you go?" Ling Wenxuan got up and put on his slippers.

Liu Yifei thought for a while: "Forget it, it's better for you to go by yourself." ”

Ling Wenxuan nodded. Turn away.

As soon as Ling Wenxuan left, Liu Yifei's eyes lit up and he began to look for him in his room. Looking for what? Of course, it is something related to Ling Wenxuan's past, if you can find something that Ling Wenxuan was very embarrassed when he was a child. For example, nude photos when I was a kid or something. Take a picture with your phone and threaten him if there is anything in the future, hehe......

Ling Wenxuan walked into the study, Wen Xunyu's habit has been like this for many years, if he has nothing to do, he will be in the study. In fact, their study room is very large, and Cheng Dù should be called Wen Xunyu's studio. It is full of things that Wen Xunyu used to compose lyrics and music. Ling Wenxuan learned all these things naturally because he was influenced by his father since he was a child.

Pushing the door in, there is a huge window in front of you, not an ordinary aluminum alloy window, but a Romanesque window. It looks like a window in a medieval castle. Ling Wenxuan's home style is very different, and I don't know who designed it, and the combination of unrelated things makes up this magnificent building. It doesn't feel weird at all, on the contrary, it feels like it complements each other.

Bookshelves are lined with books. There is also a piano in the north corner of the room, and Ling Wenxuan's piano skills are all passed on by Wen Xunyu.

Next to the piano are a variety of musical instruments. Ling Wenxuan's music system was learned here.

A large desk in front of the window. And there was a person behind the desk, Wen Xunyu. Seeing Wen Xun Yu Ling Wenxuan smiled bitterly. If someone who worships Wen Xunyu comes in at this moment, he will definitely be surprised.

I saw Wen Xunyu wearing slippers on the desk with his legs, the chair far away from the table, and he was still holding a book in his hand.

"Yo, my son didn't go to accompany his sister and came to me?" Wen Xunyu saw Ling Wenxuan come in and opened his mouth wide, as if his son was a womanizer.

Ling Wenxuan rolled his eyes: "Dad, can we be serious." ”

Wen Xunyu smiled: "Am I not serious?" Haven't all these years come over like this, what's so unserious. Just a few years out, you think your dad is not serious? Why didn't you say it before? ”

Ling Wenxuan smiled and said, "Because the people I knew before were all abnormal people, and I met too many normal people after I went out. It gives me contrast, so I don't think it's serious. ”

"Stinky boy." Wen Xunyu scolded with a smile, and the book in his hand flew towards Ling Wenxuan with a snort.

With Ling Wenxuan's reflexes, he couldn't avoid it and fell directly into his face.

The book fell from his face, and Ling Wenxuan grabbed it. Crying face: "Dad, I was just blown up by a bomb a few days ago, and you are still bullying me." ”

Hearing this, Wen Xunyu's expression was slightly cold: "Hmph, is this my fault?" When I was a child, I taught you that when you deal with a person and become famous, you have to die. What are you afraid of him doing? How. Are you still waiting for him to reconcile with you? How is it possible, a person who can make you a teacher, a person who makes you want to deal with, will never forgive you again. Only if you are afraid of this person will he not dare to touch you, and now you will suffer from it. ”

"You have to fuck him when you have the opportunity, and you still think that you can get away with bullying people? Today you let people bully, don't blame your dad and me. It's you who don't fight for yourself, how others bully you, you will bully me back tomorrow. Wen Xunyu's tone was similar to that of the street stream. Hooligan tone, glad there were no fans of him next to him.

"Dad, you're King Wentian, don't always be a bandit." Ling Wenxuan complained.

Wen Xunyu glared: "What's the matter?" King Wen Tianwang can't be a bandit? Well? You're trying to change the subject, aren't you? ”

"Look at you stupid boy, you are so bullied outside, are you embarrassed to say that you are my son of Wen Xunyu?" Wen Xunyu snorted.

"I haven't said anything ......," Ling Wenxuan replied.

"You still dare to talk back, see if I don't smoke you to death." Wen Xunyu took off his slippers.

I saw a slipper flying towards Ling Wenxuan's face, and Ling Wenxuan unhurriedly picked up the book in his hand and threw it over.

With a "snap", the book took the shoes to Wen Xunyu, and the shoes fell to the ground in front of the desk, and the landing place was not more than in front of Wen Xunyu's feet. And the book also let Wen Xunyu grab it.

Wen Xunyu grabbed the book and his eyes lit up, his son's progress in singing skills in the past three years made him dissatisfied, but the progress in this body made him satisfied, which was really good.

"Son, remember, you never suffered a loss back then." Wen Xunyu stepped on his slippers and held his head high, "Even if Yan Zhengwen is an old immortal, I have never suffered a loss in front of him." That Lin Xiren was a hindrance when I won 20 consecutive championships, and when I got off the stage, I entered his office and was smacked. The mouth of 'piapia' made him dare not mess around. ”

"You kid is still too young, you have to know how to save power and borrow strength, you stand in the fair and legal place, and he is not at your disposal. You have to use some force when you smoke, and if you don't use force, he can't remember the lesson, and he will dare to mess around next time. Wen Xunyu smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, "Son, stay at home for two days and let me go to Beijing, teach Lin Xiren's son a good lesson, and beat him to death." How you were bullied, how you were bullied! My Wen Xunyu's son can't take the turn of others to teach him a lesson! (To be continued.) )