The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 47 Fate?

However, after thinking about his own life experience, Wen Yan felt that he didn't react immediately, which was actually quite normal.

After all, although he has lived in two lifetimes, he has never talked about a girlfriend. Even if he lived to be 26 years old in his previous life, he would still be a single dog.

No, he can't be regarded as a single dog in the traditional sense. According to his income level before the accident, he should be called a single aristocrat.

The one who is single by strength.

Well, the two seem to be essentially the same.

After all, in the dead of night, it doesn't matter whether you have money or not, as long as you don't have a girlfriend, when you face the loneliness of your soul.

Then there is only one option, silently open the encrypted cloud disk——

Sitting alone in an empty room to play chess, this matter is ashamed to be mentioned by outsiders. (shh.jpg)

Thinking of this, Wen Yan had the urge to cover his face silently.

When he was a student, although he had a good-looking skin, because of the poverty of his family, he felt a little inferior in his heart.

Even if a girl pursued him, he would not dare to agree easily.

Because, if he agrees, will he express it on his girlfriend's birthday and various anniversaries in the future?

And on the usual Saturdays and Sundays, when I go out for dinner with my girlfriend, when it comes time to pay the bill, does he want to be embarrassed?
As a student, although he envied those classmates who came out in pairs, he couldn't afford those extra romances.

Not to mention good girls, in fact, they don't care about these material things.

It is undeniable that there are people who don't care.

But she doesn't care, as her boyfriend, can you not give it?
So when he was a student, he was insulated from love.

After working, his income has increased, but his occupation does not allow him to love freely.

At least not until the career is stable.

Although there are also many time management masters in the entertainment industry, such as Yiluo, Shuangwang, and the big bowl of prison rice, they play relatively transparently.

But for Wen Yan, he has just become popular, and he won't bet on his artist career, so he doesn't even dare to talk about love.

Perhaps he has suffered from poverty, so he knows how to cherish the hard-won opportunity to get ahead.

"Yeah." The pain in his ear pulled back Wen Yanpiaoyuan's thoughts.

Looking at the girl who was curled up on the bed with a painful expression, he was also a little anxious.

He has no experience with dysmenorrhea!
He only knew that the girl would drink brown sugar water in those days, but other than that, he didn't know the specific details.

Wang Luoqi's current appearance is obviously not an ordinary menstrual period. She should be suffering from dysmenorrhea.

Drinking only brown sugar water is estimated to have little effect.

Taking out his mobile phone, Wen Yan searched with the browser. After finding the detailed answer, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the browsers in this world are not as urinal as they were in previous lives: "As soon as you enter Duma, you are all sick, and as soon as you enter the post bar, the grave is fixed."

However, even if he knew the way to relieve the pain, how would he use it?

As a child, he obviously shouldn't understand these things.

What's more important is, will she be angry if she directly talks about the girl's dysmenorrhea.

I heard that girls who are menstruating are more likely to get angry. If they beat themselves up, wouldn't it be a big loss.

And the "Iced Aunt Juice" in the mouth of sand sculpture netizens is even more terrifying to think about.

In the end, Wen Yan decided to throw the blame.

He looked at the girl on the bed and said, "Sister Luo Qi, please bear with me first, I will come right away."

Wen Yan said and ran out of the master bedroom into the kitchen. Since there was no hot water bottle at home, he found an empty water bottle.

He poured hot water into a kettle and looked at the gradually deformed water bottle. Wen Yan was also a little helpless. The conditions were poor, and he had no choice.

After reluctantly screwing on the bottle cap to ensure no water leakage, Wen Yan went to the bathroom to get a towel, wrapped the water bottle around, and the simple hot water bottle was ready.

After entering the bedroom, he handed the "hot water bottle" to the girl, and said warmly:

"Sister Luo Qi, put this on your stomach, it should make you feel better."

"How did you know?" Wang Luoqi took the "hot water bottle" suspiciously.

Wen Yan thought of the reason before, he explained:
"When I was in the orphanage, every time I had diarrhea, Grandma Wen would use a hot water bottle to help me compress my stomach, and the effect was good."

Just like science fiction writers who encounter difficult-to-explain loopholes, they will choose "indecision, quantum mechanics".

Wen Yan also summed up the rules. As long as there is something that is difficult to explain, it is right to throw the blame on Mrs. Wen.

"Is that so." Wang Luoqi stuffed the "hot water bottle" into the bed and put it on his lower abdomen.

At the same time, she also tried to cover up and said, "My sister also broke her stomach."

Ah, yes yes yes.Wen Yan felt a little sullen in his heart.

You really save trouble. Taking my reasons, you don't even bother to change it, so you just use it.

But looking at the girl's dodging eyes, Wen Yan still nodded vigorously. He was afraid that if he said what was in his heart, Wang Luoxi would blow his hair on the spot.

After applying the "hot water bottle", Wang Luoxi's frowning furrowed slightly, but her face was still pale.

Wen Yan was still a little worried, so he decided to arrange a "one-stop service" for Wang Luoxi.

He went out of the master bedroom, ready to arrange all the methods searched on the browser for her.

Looking at Wen Yan's back, an intoxicating smile appeared on Wang Luoqi's pale face.

In the past, during her menstrual period, she prepared a hot water bottle by herself.

Other girls, during their first menstrual period, are accompanied by their mothers, who will teach them precautions.

And when she had her first menstrual period, her mother was on the other side of the ocean. I'm afraid she still doesn't know the time of her menstrual cycle.

She still remembers how panicked and helpless she was at that time.

She didn't expect, not even her mother, that what she was going to do for her was done by a little guy.

Although, this "hot water bottle" prepared by the little guy for her is a bit rudimentary.

Although, at his current age, it is estimated that he does not know what a menstrual period is.

But he was still ready, when she needed it most.

After waking up from the car accident, she asked Li Yiyi to call up the video from the parking recorder for her.

Because she doesn't like to owe favors.

Before watching the video, she had thought for a long time how to thank the person who called the ambulance for her.

If the other party is willing to accept monetary gratitude, that is the situation she is most happy to see.

After all, the last thing she needs is money.

But seeing the little guy in the video, especially the water bottle he was holding in his hand, she gave up her previous idea.

Such a precocious child, how similar to her back then.

What people like them lack is by no means material needs, but the warmth of a family.

Therefore, she adopted the little guy and wanted to give him a complete childhood, so that he would have no regrets in his life.

Doing so is a thank you, he saved his own kindness.

But she didn't expect that after adopting the little guy, she hasn't done anything yet.

The little guy made her feel the warmth that has been missing for a long time.

Is this fate?

　One chapter first.

　　The next chapter is being written, not a pigeon [dog head]

　　Besides, it's getting dark, shouldn't the tickets be seen?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)