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Wen Xuan squinted at the few people standing at the door of the ward, and crossed their faces with cold contempt: "Hypocrisy, stealing joy, you know that it is a stepmother at a glance, and the expression is too obvious, sure enough, the men who marry the vicious stepmother are all blind, and the essence will not be much better." ”

She knew that she was partial and generalized, and she couldn't generalize everything, but when she came to Qiu Wushen, she couldn't care about anything, so she wanted to vent for Qiu Wushen, she was too aggrieved, and the victim was now unconscious, and it was very likely that she would never be able to skate.

She can't do anything and can't do anything, so she can only scold twice.

Judging from Baidu, there is very little information about Qiu Wushen, and even who her mother is has not been disclosed.

Wen Qian held her chin, could it be adopted?

It's useless to dream, don't waste time if you don't sleep, she changed into a long-sleeved, light cyan dress that fell to the instep, draped over her shoulders, carrying the small pink bag she brought, wearing a pink flower hat, and a small hanging on her head.

She shines on the skirt, cute and elegant.

Wen Qian looked at herself again and again, she had never dressed up like this, so it was embarrassing, such a long skirt would never be blown up by the wind, would Wen Ling laugh at her? Wen Qian tried to raise a smile that she didn't care about, but she looked embarrassed when she laughed.

Wen Qian sighed: "It's better to wear it simply." ”

She said this, but she did not move, and her little face wrinkled and hesitated.

"Ah-I'm not a Libra, how can I have difficulty making choices, and I can still develop it the day after tomorrow." She helplessly threw herself on the bed, her face lying on her left arm, and the fingers of her right hand touched the gold thread on the quilt, her eyes were misty.

She looked at the number of time on her mobile phone, and waited silently in her heart, her feet kept shaking because of the anxiety in her heart, and when it was fifteen minutes, Wen Fei jumped up violently, looked at the mirror again, and felt that she was still dressed exaggeratedly.

She hooked her lips: "Grandeur is what makes the difference." "The school is gentle and quiet, but outside, if the style is still the same, it is too boring, between men and women, the most indispensable thing is freshness.

So she took a breath and didn't think much about it, opened the door and closed it, she showed an expression of disgust and regret, and she could only bite the bullet again.

Wen Qian was just about to knock on the door when he heard Wen Ling's voice inside the door.

Her eyes rolled and her ears were pressed against the door, so she couldn't hear who he was talking to on the phone.

Wen Xuan's eyes flashed, and she stood up straight and knocked on the door.

The voice inside was immediately interrupted, and a few seconds later, Wen Linglai opened the door, looked at her dressed and stunned for a while, and then said with concern: "It's windy tonight, and you are easy to catch a cold if you dress like this." ”

Wen Fei blinked her beautiful starry eyes and said, "I think the night of the sacrifice should be very lively, and there will be a lot of delicious food when the time comes, Mr. Wen, how do you want to dress?" ”

As soon as Wen Ling opened his lips, Wen Qian waved his hand and said, "Don't wear a suit, if it's dirty and hard to wash, can I see what clothes you brought." ”

Wen Ling held the phone and leaned over his body: "Of course you can." ”

Wen Fei walked in: "Huh? Your suitcase is open. ”

"Well, find something."

"What, I'll help you find it by the way."

Wen Qian squatted down, and Wen Ling said calmly: "A watch." ”

Wen Qian looked at the clothes that were almost the same, and chatted with him: "There are really too few styles of men's clothes, wear them casually, you are also a young man who graduates, don't always be so decent, and it's not a company or a school, wear this, a white t-shirt, and then." She looked around and snapped her fingers: "No more, just wear a T-shirt." ”

Wen Ling's eyebrows furrowed: "This is too casual." ”

"You're so young, you won't feel out of place when you wear it, and I want to see what you look like in these clothes when you're an adolescent." Wen Wanwan smiled.

Wen Ling saw her talking to herself, and when she found something, she simply lifted her suitcase and poured all her things on the bed, almost throwing her out.

Wen Xuan's eyes widened: "Found it." She picked up the silver watch and said bitterly to Wen Ling: "These small things need to be placed in a special place, or I will give you a storage bag to make it easy to find." ”

Wen Ling leaned against the door and looked at her lightly, her tone making her feel uncomfortable.

"Go see your suitcase?"

Wen Qian turned a deaf ear and threw the things on the bed into the suitcase again: "I think you dress very young like this, just like a high school student." As he spoke, he picked up Wen Ling's underwear by chance.

His chest rose and fell rapidly, his eyes were closed, his face was not very good-looking, as if he was suppressing his anger, Wen Xuan's smile remained unchanged, and his embarrassed face was hot the moment he turned his head, and put his underwear away, as if nothing had happened.

Wen Qian lowered her head, feeling that her scalp was going to be pulled out by those sharp eyes, and her heart was pounding, all because of Wen Ling, she didn't want him to keep an eye on her, but she didn't want to waste this rare opportunity.

"Just now."

Wen Ling said two words, and Wen Qian raised his head: "Huh? ”

"It's my sister's call."

Wen Fei was unimpressed: "Oh. ”

Wen Ling watched her bow her head and toss for a long time, and the originally neat things were thrown into the suitcase indiscriminately, and she couldn't help but wonder if she didn't say that girls would be meticulous in the face of the boy she liked, why did she become more and more rough.

Wen Fei turned around and asked, "And then, what did she say to you?" ”

Wen Ling restrained his thoughts: "Let me take care of you more." ”

Wen Qian nodded clearly: "Yes, it's better to be monitored by you than her, you tell her to remove these cameras, do you think she will be angry?" ”

"She's in a much better temper than before."

Wen Xuan's eyes were in a trance, the girl cried and was at a loss, and the woman fell into the kitchen, spilled boiling hot water all over her body.

At that time, she didn't care, if she had been soft and weak, she would have been at the mercy of her forever, and her heart hurt, and she still felt a little guilty every time she thought about it.

Wen Ling thought for a long time, and said slowly: "I will persuade her, you are no longer a child, you will soon become an adult, and freedom is necessary." ”

"I wish you success." Wen Fei didn't smile in her eyes, she was calm.

She thought it was impossible, but she wanted to see what Wen Ling could do for her.

Wen Ling couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over: "At a glance, I know that you have never lived in a school or had military training." ”

Wen Qian stepped back and watched him quickly fold a piece of clothing: "There is military training in high school, but I haven't lived outside, teacher, you will definitely be able to be a good husband and father." ”

"Ahem!" The sudden words made Wen Ling choke for a moment, and Wen Qian chuckled: "From here to the place of sacrifice, it takes two hours by bus." ”

Wen Ling questioned: "Why don't you just book there." ”

Wen Fei regretted: "There was no room available when I booked, and I still want to lose" Her voice was very small.

"What do you think?"

Wen Fei playfully picked her mouth: "I want to live in a two-person room with you." "I want to talk about "Contract Twisting Pet: My Wife is Too Abrasive" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~