Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 18 Raiders NPC
I don't know if it's the urgency for the answer, but her chest feels a little stuffy.

What does that mean to him?Was he just a one-night stand that he was forced to become a regular?Or is it used as a shield to urge him to marry?

The other party turned around, and there was silence in the car.

Vehicles waiting for parking spaces in the side lane urged to honk their horns.

"It's okay." He suddenly lowered his head and chuckled helplessly.

No dimples this time.

"Enter the address," Wen Siheng pointed to the search interface of the navigation, "I just came back, and I'm not very familiar with the road conditions in Luojiang City."

Without getting an answer, Jian Anran let out a "Oh", feeling a little empty in her heart for no reason.

Familiarly inputting her home address in the search box, Jian Anran immediately sat up and fastened her seat belt.

Her home is in the old town of Luojiang City, not too far from the center of the new district.

Under Jian Anran's guidance, Wen Siheng parked the car firmly at the door of their unit.

The community where Jane Anran lived was built in early 00. It is a small western-style building with seven floors and no elevator.When Wen Siheng carried the heavy gift box up to the fifth floor, his forehead was already sweating slightly.

Jian Anran smiled embarrassedly, and was about to take it with her hand, "Let me get some."

After being rejected by Wen Siheng, Jian Anran had no choice but to rush upstairs to open the door with her small satchel containing only tissues.

"Mom." She yelled inside.

The living room was empty, and no one responded.

"Mom!" Jane Anran increased the volume.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yang Yahui walked out of the room with her hair twisted.

"What are you shouting for? You'll be right back when you come back." Yang Yahui frowned, "What are you doing standing at the door?"

"Wen Siheng is here." Jian Anran lowered her volume, and glanced at Wen Siheng who was following her in embarrassment.

Only then did Yang Yahui notice the man who suddenly appeared from behind Jian Anran, holding a pile of boxes stacked on top of each other, covering his face.

"Why don't you know how to let Xiao Wen come in and sit, what are you doing standing at the door, it's so heavy!" Yang Yahui hurriedly tied a few locks of hair hanging on her face to the back of her head, and stepped forward to take the box in Wen Siheng's hand.

"Hello, Auntie," Wen Siheng greeted with a smile, "There's still something in the car, I'll go get it again."

Wen Siheng was about to turn around as he spoke, but was stopped by Yang Yahui.

"No, no, let her brother get it. These are heavy, and it's not easy to go up."

As Yang Yahui said, she turned her head and shouted inside: "Jian Anjie!"

Jian Anjie is 10 years younger than her and just entered the first grade of junior high school this year.

He was slightly shorter than Jian Anran, a little fat, and he walked out of the room wearing a white and green school uniform, a little impatient.

Looking at the strange man at the door, Jian Anjie was slightly startled at first, but seemed to remember something, and then searched up and down the man in front of him like a detector.

"This is my younger brother Jian Anjie." Jian Anran turned her head and whispered to Wen Siheng.

"Hello, An Jie." Wen Siheng's smile entered the business mode again.

Jian Anjie looked at Yang Yahui as if asking for help, and Yang Yahui understood.

"Brother-in-law." Yang Yahui touched her son's head.

"Hello brother-in-law." Jian Anjie shouted timidly.

"Go downstairs and help get things." Yang Yahui patted Jian Anjie on the shoulder.

Jian Anjie's reluctance disappeared instantly after seeing Wen Siheng take out the game console and cassette from the trunk.

"I don't know if you like game consoles, but I just bought them together when I saw them." Wen Siheng handed over the shopping bag with a smile on his eyes.

Jian Anjie's eyes were straightened, like a traveler looking for an oasis in the desert drinking the sweet spring, taking the shopping bag and hugging the game console tightly in his arms.

"Thank you brother-in-law!"

In the first minute of the meeting, one of Jian's npcs was captured by Wen Siheng.

In terms of bewitching people's hearts, Jian Anran often felt that Wen Siheng was probably the number one daji in Luojiang.

With the help of Jian Anjie, Wen Siheng finally moved up a pile of large and small gift boxes from the car.

Yang Yahui glanced at the clock, it was five thirty.

"It's all over, Siheng, you can stay and eat."

Jian Anran thought that he was probably going to shirk, so she took his car back to school logically, but Wen Siheng took out his signature smile again.

"Then trouble Auntie."

Jian Anran turned her head and stared at him, and Wen Siheng pursed her lower lip pretending to be innocent.

"Shh-"

The sliding door of the balcony opened, bringing in a strong smell of tobacco, Jian Anran frowned subconsciously, and fanned her nose with her hand.

It was Jian Anran's father, Jian Shaobo, who had just finished smoking on the balcony and came in.

When Jian Anran was suspected of smoking in junior high school, she was called to the office for a lecture. The reason was that every time the class teacher passed by her seat, there was a lingering strong smell of smoke.

Yang Yahui went to the office in embarrassment and explained that it was because her father smoked on the balcony that her clothes were stained with the smell, which cleared Jian Anran's suspicion.

Since Jian Anran could remember, Jian Shaobo never left his cigarettes every day, and even smoked at home. Yang Yahui had quarreled with him many times because of this matter.

At Yang Yahui's insistence, Jian Shaobo reluctantly moved from the house to the balcony to smoke with the door closed, but every time the door was opened and closed, a strong smell of smoke would still be brought into the house.

They once proposed to let him go out to smoke in the corridor, but Jian Shaobo scolded him severely, saying, "You mother and daughter have a lot of things to do", and then compared with "My friends all sit on the sofa and smoke".

Unable to change the status quo, Jane Anran just wanted to escape.

In addition, after Jian Anran was scolded and slammed the door because of the blind date a while ago, the father and daughter hadn't seen each other since then, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Seeing Jian Shaobo coming in, Jian Anran deliberately turned her head away.

Seeing this, Yang Yahui smiled awkwardly, and introduced: "This is An Ran's father."

"Hello, Uncle." Wen Siheng greeted.

Jian Shaobo nodded calmly, "Well, hello, hello."

Yang Yahui pointed to the mountain-like gifts behind, "These are all from Siheng."

Jian Shaobo looked in the direction of Yang Yahui's finger, and his eyes fell on the big red gift boxes piled up in the entrance hall, which contained a lot of expensive cigarettes and foreign wines. He nodded with some satisfaction.

In the first 10 minutes of the meeting, the npc of Jian's family was ranked second by Wen Siheng's strategy.

"Dinner is not ready yet, An Ran," Yang Yahui pulled her daughter to her side, "Take Siheng to your room to have a look."

"Room?" Jian Anran couldn't help shouting, realizing her gaffe, and then whispered to Yang Yahui, "Is this inappropriate?"

"Why didn't you ask if it was suitable when you received the certificate?" Yang Yahui lowered her volume, "I haven't cooked anything tonight, so I ordered two dishes temporarily, and you can come out when it's ready, so don't lose our food by then. Face."

"Oh." Jane Anran reluctantly moved to Wen Siheng's side.

"Would you like to come to my room?" Jian Anran asked Wen Siheng with a smile in front of the whole family.

"Okay." The other party nodded.

On the way into the room one after the other, Wen Siheng turned sideways and leaned against Jane Anran's ear.

"What are you doing?" Her burning breath sprayed on her ear.

"Love"

(End of this chapter)