The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 16 There are more people in the account book?
Wen Yan finally resisted the temptation of money.

It's not that he dislikes the lack of 1000 yuan.

However, there are only zero and countless times for women's clothing. This time I wear a princess dress, so will I wear black silk next time?

After all, we will spend a long time together in the future, and Wen Yan didn't want to open the door to a new world for Wang Luoxi, and it has been out of control since then.

Seeing Wen Yan's resolute attitude, Wang Luoqi didn't force it any more. She was also worried that she would really annoy the little guy, so she went back to the orphanage in anger, so wouldn't she want to live alone again in the future.

After living with Wen Yan for two days, she suddenly felt this kind of life accompanied by someone.
Seems not bad!
When I get home from get off work, I no longer have to face the empty house by myself. I have to turn on all the lights to expel that loneliness.

Thinking about the days when he lived alone in the past, Wang Luoxi shook his head, he was really lonely.

Wen Yan slept quite late yesterday, and got up early today to buy breakfast, so he didn't sleep long last night.

In addition, he was very tired just trying on clothes, and the nap habit he had developed in the past two years, so he fell asleep on the sofa.

Seeing that Wen Yan was asleep, Wang Luoqi went back to the room and helped him get a thin blanket to cover it.

She took the laptop in the room to the living room and sat across from Wen Yan to handle the company's documents.

Usually, she was also dealing with official business at this time, but today she changed the place, from the spacious office of the group to this somewhat cramped living room.

But her feeling has changed. It seems that the words on the document today are particularly pleasing to the eye.

Wen Yan, who fell asleep on the opposite side, frowned for some unknown time.

in a dream.

In the stadium with multicolored lights.

A tall man stood on the elevator platform in the center of the stage and sang freely. When the elevator platform rose to an altitude of more than three meters, the singing slowly stopped.

The man on the lifting platform, with a modest smile on his face, bowed politely to the fans, and held his demeanor very well.

The sports center, which had been silent for a moment, exploded with his movements:

"Wang Jie!"

"yyds!"

The girl in a short skirt under the stage shook the cheer card while pinching her long white legs, and screamed loudly from her mouth:
"husband!"

"I love you!"

He didn't care about the strange eyes of his boyfriend beside him.

Facing the enthusiasm of the fans, the man seemed to want to say something, but at this moment, the lift platform suddenly began to shake, and the man's body was unstable.

The cheers of the fans in the audience suddenly turned into screams.

"Hu" Wen Yan woke up from his sleep and sat up suddenly.

He touched the cold sweat on his forehead, feeling a little helpless. It has been two years since he was born again, and he still occasionally dreams of this damn dream.

Perhaps this is what is called in psychology - post-traumatic stress disorder.

"What's the matter with you?" Wang Luoxi's hands trembled in fright at his sudden action.

Wen Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead again, and after calming the shudder in his heart, he replied:

"Sister Luo Qi, I'm fine, I just had a dream."

Wang Luoxi nodded and didn't say much. She poured a glass of water and sat beside Wen Yan and handed it to him.

After Wen Yan took a few sips of water, Wang Luoxi patted him on the back again: "Is it a nightmare?"

Listening to the voice in his ear, Wen Yan raised his head, and he found that the girl's expression at this moment was unprecedentedly gentle.

Wen Yan, who wanted to tell a lie at will, saw the concern in the girl's brows and eyes, and for some reason, she nodded.

Wang Luoqi didn't ask him what he dreamed, but said softly, "Don't be afraid, I will be here in the future."

Wen Yan was a little surprised. He thought that Wang Luoqi would be like old lady Wen, telling him that dreams are all opposites, and encountering terrible things in dreams proves that he will have good luck when he wakes up.

Or like Zhao Wanqi, give her the illusoryness of popular science dreams.

The girl in front of her just said - don't be afraid, I will be here in the future.

Wen Yan looked at the girl's beautiful profile and asked, "Sister Luo Qi, don't you want to know what I dreamed about?"

"No, you don't have to remember." Wang Luoxi shook his head.

As if remembering something from the past, she rubbed Wen Yan's little head again and said:
"You just have to remember that the bad things will go away, and we just need to make ourselves better."

Wen Yan secretly slandered in his heart, is this chicken soup for the soul?

In order to cover up the dream just now, he made a joke: "I just dreamed that Sister Luo Qi was going to drive me away, so I was scared to wake up."

Wang Luoxi pinched his face: "Little mouth is so sweet, don't worry, my sister won't want you."

After comforting her with Wen Yan, and it was almost time for work, Wang Luoxi picked up her handbag and warned:
"You bought a lot of ingredients today, so you must have spent a lot of money. I put 1000 yuan under the coffee table. You can buy what you want."

After speaking, she left the room.

It was a joke that she said she would only give money if she wore women's clothes. She just wanted to see what the little guy would look like in women's clothes.

It doesn't matter if you don't wear it, the money should be given to her.

Looking at the closed door, Wen Yan quickly opened the drawer and looked at the stack of banknotes inside. A happy smile appeared on his little face.

Wang Luoqi is really his urban gods rebate system, 20 for breakfast at 200 yuan, and [-] for ingredients at [-] yuan.

Wen Yan felt that he didn't need to work hard any more, he could lie down and win.

Ahem, joke, joke!

A manly man should be self-sufficient, how can he eat soft rice.

Although soft rice, it does fragrant!
The afternoon was still long, and Wen Yan was ready to go back to the room to learn computer graphics software.

After all, he plans to serialize comics on the Internet in the future. He has intermediate drawing skills but can't operate computer software. This is not a problem!

However, with the foundation of intermediate painting skills, I will also use electronic drawing boards to draw in the future, and it should not be too difficult to only learn some general knowledge of software operation.

……

Time flies by.

The time came to 04:30 in the afternoon, and the location was changed to the household registration office of Nianhuali Sub-district Office.

Wu Wanqing searched the room at home again, inside and out, but still couldn't find the household registration book.

If it is said that the house is burglarized, how can the valuables in the room remain intact, but a household registration book is lost.

Could it be that this thief is still an account checker?
Although I didn't understand what was going on, the household registration book must have been lost. What's even more coincidental is that she had to find the household registration book to re-apply because she lost her ID card. Now it's good:

An account book is required for a replacement ID card.

An ID card is required to apply for a replacement account.

directly into an infinite loop.

Finally, after finding a relationship, she could find the street office to complete the identity information within a few hours.

She is now coming to the household registration room to print a new household registration book.

After she handed in the materials, when the household registration police helped her print the household registration book, she asked in an official manner:

"Are you the head of the household, Ms. Wu Wanqing?"

"Yes." Wu Wanqing nodded politely.

"There are three people in the family?"

Wu Wanqing, who was about to nod her head, was stunned for a moment.

three?

Since her husband's death, there have only been two people in her family's household registration, how could there be one more inexplicably?
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