Chapter 81: One Hundred Days 1

It was Ichinan who first discovered it.

Lu Nuannuan was lying on the table, her little face flushed, and she was still muttering something.

"Warm Warm...... Warm? Yi Zhinan patted Lu Nuannuan gently.

For a long time, Lu Nuannuan didn't respond.

It looks like I've fallen asleep. Yi Zhinan himself was also a little dizzy, looked up and looked around, only to see Wen Zhigu sitting on the side.

Yi Zhinan looked at Wen Zhigu and swallowed his saliva, "Mr. Wen, Nuan Nuan seems to have drunk too much." ”

Hearing this, Wen turned his head and looked at Lu Nuannuan who was lying on the table.

From Wen Zhigu's angle, he could just see Lu Nuannuan's reddened little face, and Wen Zhigu frowned.

Wen Zhigu gently stepped forward and poked Lu Nuannuan's face, but Lu Nuannuan didn't react.

Yi Zhinan wanted to say something, but seeing Wen Zhizhi's movements, he opened his mouth and closed it, and left with interest.

Seeing that Lu Nuannuan didn't react for a long time, Wen Zhizhi straightened the person, then squatted down slightly, hugged the person horizontally, and walked towards the door.

The originally noisy box became silent after Wen Zhizhi completed this series of actions.

Song Yimo was sitting not far from them, so he naturally saw it. She looked at Lu Nuannuan in Wen Zhiguo's arms, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

Why is Lu Nuannuan, which point of her Song Yimo is worse than Lu Nuannuan?

She is richer than Lu Nuannuan, has a better family background than Lu Nuannuan, and is better looking than Lu Nuannuan. The most important thing is that she is a gentle relative!

Although it is not very close, there is still the identity of "Mr. Wen's relative" in the end.

But what is Lu Nuannuan?

She must have used some improper means to make Mr. Wen fall in love with her. Yes, that's it!

Song Yimo thought silently in her heart, feeling a lot better.

Anyway, she is not comparable to a civilian like Lu Nuannuan, and she will sit in Mrs. Wen's position sooner or later.

Wen Zhizhi hugged Lu Nuannuan into the car, and as soon as he opened the back seat and put the person down, Lu Nuannuan woke up. Wen Zhizhi put the bag next to Lu Nuannuan, "Awake?" ”

Lu Nuannuan is awake, but the wine is not awake yet.

Lu Nuannuan glanced at him, pouted, and frowned, "Why are you so good-looking?" ”

Lu Nuannuan's sudden rainbow fart made Wen Zhizhi a little unbearable.

Wen squatted down for some reason, so that Lu Nuannuan could see his face clearly. Wen Zhizhi raised his lips lightly, "I look so good." ”

When Lu Nuannuan heard this, she pursed her lips and raised her hand to grab Wen Zhigu's face, "Even if you look good, you're still so thin, what's the matter, won't your mother give you food?" ”

The drunk Lu Nuannuan, why did he become a bar spirit inexplicably?

Wen Zhizhi smiled, looked at her, and didn't speak again.

"You are good-looking, but you are not as good-looking as my brother." Lu Nuannuan let go of him and crossed his hands on his waist.

"Your brother? Who is your brother? Wen Zhigu was also rare to be interested today, and played with the drunk Lu Nuannuan.

"My brother is Erlang God! He's so good-looking! ”

Lu Nuannuan is now like a three-year-old child.

"I haven't seen him again, and he's definitely not as good-looking as I am."

These words came from Wen who was five years old.

"He's just better looking than you." Lu Nuannuan looked at him, "Chang'e is my wife, and she is also very good-looking." ”

Lu Nuannuan chattered, "Her eyes are big and thin." Being angry can fix people! ”

The corners of Wen Zhi's mouth twitched.

She said Chang'e...... It's not from a game.