The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 92 The Wang family has a male early growth 【Subscription】

06:30am.

Seven Mile Fragrance.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

The knock on the door awakened the sleeping teenager, and the sunlight penetrated through the window lattice into the second bedroom, reflecting the countless small particles flying in the air.

The teenager turned over and pulled the quilt over his head, trying to isolate the noise from his ears, and then fell asleep beautifully.

But the knocking on the door continued, and gradually increased in intensity as time went on.

Obviously, the person who knocked on the door knew the boy in bed very well and knew that he had developed the habit of lazy bed.

"I'm dead, I have something to burn paper."

The boy on the bed was a little angry, and shouted at the door:
"Small things conjure souls, big things dig graves."

As the boy complained, the knocking on the door gradually stopped.

"Xiaoyan, what are you talking about, my sister didn't hear it clearly."

After a moment of silence, a woman Wen He's voice came from outside the room:

"Can you say it again?"

Shit, what did I just say, Wen Yan suddenly sat up from the bed, revealing a straight back.

He was also a little helpless. When he was a child, he was very diligent. Basically, he asked Wang Luoqi to get up.

But as I get older, I'm becoming more and more lazy now.

"Sister Luo Qi, I mean you wait a moment, I'll get dressed now."

Wen Yan forced an explanation: "I woke up early and was thinking about what to do for breakfast in the morning."

"Oh, that's it, then get up quickly."

"Okay, okay."

After successfully appeasing Wang Luoqi, Wen Yan was relieved.

Although he was an adult, he couldn't hold it in the face of the girl's anger.

There is no way, he can't change the habit he has cultivated since he was a child.

Putting on a pair of loose pants, Wen Yan stepped on and dragged the child to the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Wen Yan consciously went into the kitchen.

Put on your apron and start your daily routine.

Skillfully take out the breakfast milk from the refrigerator, pour it into a glass, put it in the microwave oven, and set it on medium heat for 2 minutes.

Then, start frying poached eggs and making vegetable and fruit salads.

The poached egg is what he prepared for himself, and the fruit salad is Wang Luoqi's breakfast.

With the growth of age, Wang Luoqi's taste has become much lighter.

In the past, the girl who had to add two tablespoons of chili to eat a tofu brain has gradually disappeared over the years, and can only exist in his long-term memory.

Looking at the ingredients in his hand, Wen Yan wanted to complain about Wang Luoqi's behavior of peeling off the skin.

This capitalist is really blackhearted.

Since two years ago, when he was 14, the girls stopped eating breakfast outside.

Well, as the name suggests - save money for him to marry a wife!

While Wen Yan was busy in the kitchen, Wang Luoxi also came out of the master bedroom.

The girl's long black hair was casually scattered behind her, and it fluttered gently with her steps when she walked, revealing the laziness of a mature woman.

Wearing a white shirt on the upper body, showing the proud fullness of the chest, wearing light blue denim cropped pants on the lower body, exposing the snowy skin at the ankles.

Walking to the sofa, Wang Luoqi sat down slowly, picked up the financial newspaper on the coffee table, and read it attentively.

Of course, this ignores her occasional glances at the kitchen.

Because breakfast is relatively casual, Wen Yan packed everything in ten minutes.

Bringing the food to the dining table on the side of the living room, Wen Yan took off his apron and put it on the idle seat beside him.

Then, facing the girl who was sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper attentively, she said:
"Sister Luo Qi, breakfast is ready, come and eat."

"Oh, here it is." After folding the newspaper along the previous crease, Wang Luoxi walked over to the dining table.

Pulling away the chair, looking at the body line of the big boy across from the dining table, Wang Luoqi frowned slightly:
"Xiaoyan, how many times has my sister told you that you should put on your clothes at home. What's the matter with you shirtless like this?"

"It's more comfortable that way."

Wen Yan took a mouthful of fried eggs and said vaguely, "Anyway, there are no outsiders at home, so why are you so serious."

"You can't do it without outsiders. You are an adult now. You should pay attention to your appearance." Wang Luoqi forked an apple and put it into his full red lips.

"Okay, okay, I'll pay attention next time."

Pushing the breakfast milk to the girl, Wen Yan said perfunctorily:
"I'll definitely get dressed and cook tomorrow."

"Zi." He took a sip of breakfast milk.

Rolling up the milk stains at the corners of his mouth with his small fragrant tongue, Wang Luoxi was very satisfied with Wen Yan's attitude:

"That's fine."

The eldest sister is like a mother. In the past two years, she has deliberately increased her majesty in front of Wen Yan.

Lest this child grow up and not listen to her words.

"Sister Luo Qi, haven't you finished reading that financial newspaper?"

Wen Yan raised his chin towards the coffee table:

"I've put all the new newspapers in the shoe cabinet these days. The one you just read was the one from a week ago."

"When I was clearing the table yesterday, I looked at it. You almost ripped through that newspaper."

"Cough cough." The girl who was drinking milk choked on this sudden question.

Newspapers from a week ago?She didn't seem to notice it. ε=(ο｀*)))
"It's still early for work, why are you drinking in such a hurry?" Wen Yan handed the girl a tissue, complaining in her tone.

"It's too hot, it's because your hot milk is too hot." Taking the tissue, Wang Luoqi wiped off the white stains running down his red lips and down his neck.

Then she explained: "The news in that newspaper is more important, and it is related to the future development direction of Xiyan Media, so I just read it several times."

Xiyan Media is a sole proprietorship company founded by Wang Luoqi a few years ago.

In the words of the girl, it is:
Since I'm sure that this industry can make money, why should I pull the group of old antiques to take advantage of it?

Wang Luoqi also has no shortage of start-up capital. The company she established herself must have absolute right to speak.

As for the origin of the name Xiyan Media, according to the girl, it is because she likes Xiyan flowers. (Xiyanhua: In some places, it is also called Moonlight Flower.)
"Ah, that's right."

Wen Yan said cooperatively:

"I also looked at it yesterday. The news of the reform of the Literature and Art Association has indeed had a great impact on your theater chain."

"That's it, that's why I'm more cautious." Wang Luoxi took a sip of the salad seriously.

The truth is, you didn't read that newspaper at all, Wen Yan hooked the corner of his mouth.

After so many years, the girl is still the same, with a disgusting and upright temperament.

really fragrant~
However, the girl became angry with shame, and Wen Yan was very sensible and did not reveal it.

Eating, eating, why should young people care about these details?

……

After eating, Wen Yan pushed the plate and empty cup in front of the girl.

Wang Luoqi was also very conscious, picked up the tableware on the table, walked to the kitchen sink, and washed it skillfully.

No way, it's been like this for ten years.

Regarding the matter of cooking, the division of labor between the two is very reasonable——

Wen Yan is in charge of the foreplay, and she is in charge of the finishing touches.

Get everything in order.

Wang Luoqi went back to the room to get a coat, went to the shoe cabinet and put on a pair of low-top canvas shoes.

It turned out that when she was young, she developed the habit of wearing a suit, which made her look more mature.

But after the age of 25, she seldom wears such mature clothes again.

Maybe I'm tired of wearing it, and I want to change to a fresh outfit.

But she is obviously a nostalgic person.

Wang Luoxi himself had difficulty understanding the change in mentality in the past two years.

Looking in the direction of the second bedroom, Wang Luoqi shouted:
"Xiaoyan, have you packed up? It's time to go to work."

"Okay, okay." Wen Yan walked out of the room.

Looking at the big boy walking towards him, the corners of Wang Luoxi's delicate mouth rose slightly, revealing two charming little dimples.

Ten years ago, the male god development plan she made for Wen Yan has begun to take effect.

The current Wen Yan has a tall and sturdy figure, half a head taller than her, and her eyes are as bright as stars. Although her face is still a little immature, it is already angular.

At the lower abdomen covered by the shirt, there are six-pack abs with distinct lines
Hey, did something weird get in there?

Well, please ignore these unimportant details.

Wang Luoqi felt that she was really a master of milking babies.

She cultivated that cute little boy into a handsome and sunny appearance in front of her, and she was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

The little boy she raised is much more charming than those idol artists in the entertainment industry, and will definitely be pursued by many girls in the future.

Thinking of this, Wang Luoqi suddenly felt an old mother's loss.

I don't know that the cabbage is so lucky to be favored by her cub.

Anyway, no matter who it is, it must be approved by her. She doesn't look down on it and will not let it enter the house.

There are males in the Wang family who are just growing up, but they can't be cheap goblins.

Seeing that the girl was distracted, Wen Yan asked, "Sister Luo Qi, what's the matter with you?"

"How many times have I said that the collar should not be wrinkled." Wang Luoxi arranged the clothes for Wen Yan.

……

Community parking lot.

Wang Luoqi was about to open the door of the SUV when Wen Yan grabbed her arm and said:
"Sister Luo Qi, why don't you drive my car today."

"Can't you drive me?" Wang Luoqi frowned.

Obviously, she was not satisfied with Wen Yan's car.

Wen Yan scratched his head: "Sister Luo Qi, do you think my car is too cheap?"

"You know that's not what I said." Wang Luoxi narrowed his beautiful eyes.

Sometimes, she really doesn't understand Wen Yan's brain circuits.

After Wen Yan got her driver's license, she bought a car for Wen Yan, but the guy refused to ask for anything.

Instead, she bought a car that was beyond her understanding.

Glancing at the locomotive not far away, Wang Luoxi did a long psychological construction before reluctantly agreeing to Wen Yan's request:
"Then go slowly."

"Okay." Wen Yan hooked the corner of his mouth and threw the helmet on the car to the girl.

Although it was said that this locomotive was cheap, it was also compared to Wang Luoqi's car.

When he bought it, he had a severe pain in his flesh.

Stepping on his long legs, he stepped on the locomotive with smooth lines, Wen Yan started the car, and came to the girl:

"Sister Luo Qi, put on your helmet and come up."

The girl did not move, she wrinkled her nose, pointed to the tree with small white flowers not far away, and asked:
"What kind of tree is this, and why does the flower have a strange smell?"

This is the smell of a big business. Looking at the little white flower not far away, the corners of Wen Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

I don't know what the property is thinking, but last year, so many things were transplanted in the community.

Now that spring is here, you can smell a fishy smell just by getting close.

After pondering for a few seconds, Wen Yan said the answer:

"Sister Luo Qi, this is a heather tree."

"The property will be removed in two days. It smells too bad." Wang Luoqi wrinkled his nose, quickly put on his helmet, and stepped into the back seat of the motorcycle.

"buzzing"

Wen Yan started the car, looked at the girl behind him and said:
"Sister Luo Qi, please help me, I'm going to speed up."

"Okay." The girl put her little hand on Wen Yan's cross.

"Om."

There was another buzzing, and the locomotive ejected.

"Ah, slow down, too fast."

Wang Luoxi's body suddenly rushed forward, and the small hand that was originally placed on Wen Yan's cross was also wrapped around his waist and abdomen.

The corners of Wen Yan's mouth under the helmet twitched slightly.

It seems that the money is really not in vain, and there was some tender words in the flesh, but in an instant, I felt that the money was well spent.

After he was seven years old, the two of them rarely had intimate actions, and the girl stopped using him as a pillow.

After all, seven-year-olds don't have a seat.

Wang Luoxi still knew this truth.

Now that he is an adult, Wen Yan has less scruples and no longer has any psychological guilt.

No other meaning, he just wanted to recall the warmth of childhood.

This is not too much.

The mist of the heather pipe drifted to the withered tree, silently crying to me, and Wen Yan hummed the song of Milk Tea Week in her heart.

It feels good to grow up, he is no longer that powerless little baby.

He was finally able to get up.

Well, Wen Yan felt that he could not live up to his youth. After all, Lu Xun once said——

Don't let youth plant rice, how can there be love in farming!
……

The locomotive slowly came to the underground parking garage of Qilixiang Group.

"Find a place where no one else is and stop." Wang Luoxi's strange voice came from behind.

Obviously, it was the first time that the girl took a locomotive, and she couldn't grasp the extreme pleasure.

"Okay, Sister Luo Qi." Wen Yan was very understanding.

He found a corner with few cars, and then slowly stopped the locomotive with unique shape.

As soon as the car stopped to watch, Wang Luoqi jumped down and observed the surrounding situation before she took off her helmet.

Obviously, the girl didn't want the staff of the group to see that she came by motorcycle.

Otherwise, her cold and strong female president character would collapse in an instant.

"Sister Luo Qi, how do you feel?"

Wen Yan also took off his helmet, supported the ground with his long legs, looked at the girl and asked:

"It's more exciting than driving by yourself, why don't you drive it next time?"

"Are you okay to say that?"

The girl threw the helmet directly on Wen Yan: "There is no next time, don't even think about it!"

As she spoke, Wang Luoqi walked towards the elevator, but her walking posture was a little weird.

Obviously, the speed just now gave the girl a lot of fright.

After walking three or four meters away, Wang Luoqi seemed to remember something, she stopped and turned to look at Wen Yan, and said:
"I'll give Yiyi to you. Treat her well, do you hear me?"

"Sister Luo Qi, don't worry." Wen Yan gave an ok gesture.

Li Yiyi has followed Wang Luoqi for so many years, and the two get along well, and they have feelings for each other.

Of course Wen Yan would not treat her badly.

In other words, the salary of this eldest sister is really outrageous.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan put on his helmet and engine car again, and went to his newly opened studio.

……

　The protagonists are all grown up.

　　Let's all vote.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)