"Okay, if you come here to be a waiter and wash dishes for me, then I will open a shop to be this pretty chef."

Zhao Wanqi walked towards the dining table with the food, her lips curled up slightly, as if she was very interested in this idea.

Then forget it, what if Sister Luo Qi comes to smash the store? Wen Yan transfers the topic without leaving any trace:

"Where are the two of them? Haven't they got up yet? It's too unreasonable to let you work alone in the kitchen. I'll call them to get up."

When Wen Yan remembered what happened last night, he was a little angry. Wang Luoqi really didn’t have a martial ethics, so how could he have a girlfriend who was only responsible for lighting the fire and extinguishing the fire?

He tui, scumbag girl!

"No, they left early in the morning."

Looking at the messy floor in front of the sofa, Zhao Wanqi threw her apron onto the chair, pinching her waist, looking unhappy:

"You think you are like you. Look at what time it's now. No wonder Aunt Wu said that you are becoming more and more inconsistent now. You stay up late to practice immortality at night and sleep like a pig's head during the day."

It's only nine o'clock, is that too late? I usually get up at half past nine o'clock and glance at the alarm clock. Looking at Zhao Wanqi who was inexplicably angry, Wen Yan complained in her heart.

This is the age gap. Isn’t it like this for contemporary college students? When I don’t have class time, I just slept until lunch.

Oh, I forgot that he hasn't attended classes in the past two years.

That's all right.

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At the dining table.

After washing up, Wen Yan sat opposite Zhao Wanqi and enjoyed the life of having a meal.

Well, the taste is pretty good, much better than the hard dishes I had last night. It seems that Sister Wanqi usually cooks at home. As a big star, it is rare to have this cooking skill.

Seeing that Zhao Wanqi was still angry, she said with a gentle smile:

"Sister Wanqi, your cooking skills must definitely surpass some ordinary female president, at least eight streets."

After all, people can even fry the pot, so what else can they talk about cooking? Wen Yan added silently in his heart.

When Zhao Wanqi was angry, it was definitely the best way to damage Wang Luoqi in front of her.

Don't ask him how he knew, he was only familiar with it!

"Oh, is that?" Zhao Wanqi smiled slightly.

Hey, you are very strange today. Even this ultimate move that is usually a killer move doesn't work. Wen Yan felt that Zhao Wanqi was a little confused.

Zhao Wanqi knew about him staying up late to practice immortality on the first day. As for being so arrogant?

"Sister Wanqi, what's wrong with you? Did I make you angry?"

Wen Yan smiled and stretched out his arm: "Or you beat me twice to relieve your anger, don't worry, I don't have any other advantages, it's just being beaten!"

"Which eye did you see me angry? It's so inexplicable. Am I the kind of woman who loves to get angry?"

Zhao Wanqi put down her bowls and chopsticks, her eyes drooped:

"And, I'm angry with your kind-hearted, gentle and considerate brother, don't I seem to be very ignorant?"

Why does this feel a little bit gritting? Looking at Zhao Wanqi who was abnormal, Wen Yan was a little confused for a moment.

But before he could speak, Zhao Wanqi pointed to the sofa and said with a smile:

"It's so big, don't you know how to fold the quilt after getting up? Do you still have to wait for the capitalist to help you fold it when you are at home? I think she shouldn't spoil you so much."

Oh, it turns out that I was angry about the fact that I didn’t fold the quilt. Wen Yan slapped his head and instantly understood the reason.

"I'm too sloppy. I'll go to fold it after I finish my meal. During the military training in college, I still learned the skills, so I must fold it into square tofu chunks."

"Okay, if it doesn't work, let's see how I deal with you?" Zhao Wanqi covered her head and was too lazy to pay attention to Wen Yan anymore.

Huh, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He would rather not fold into tofu pieces later and be found by Zhao Wanqi than continue to talk about this topic in depth.

For example, he was supposed to sleep in the second bedroom, so why did he run to the living room to build the floor?

There is no need to be too complicated by bragging about something you can tell if you are talking about.

It is actually quite good to be found by Zhao Wanqi to calm her down. As for the reason for being angry, only a fool will find the truth.

In this way, the two of them quietly lowered their heads to eat, not mentioning what had just happened.

After a while, maybe I felt that the atmosphere on the dining table was too dull. Zhao Wanqi stroked her hair in her ears and started talking:

"I posted the promotion you mentioned for you last night. The effect is pretty good. Although the evaluations are uneven, at least the topic is there."

"Is that true? I'll check out the traffic of the popular first-tier cities."

Wen Yan smiled and picked up the phone on the table, clicked on the tribe, and found Zhao Wanqi's account from the people she followed and saw the updates she posted:

【After dinner, I was bored, my friend happened to be pushing a martial arts anime, and I saw it in the early morning without realizing it, and my beauty sleep was ruined.】

[There is such a good anime, I immediately thought of it. My dear fans, after all, it is better to have fun alone than to have fun. I want to share my happiness with you.]

[In 347 AD, in the beautiful Zhangjiajie, the demon sect led by the Black-hearted tiger set fire to the mountains and poisoned creatures, trying to catch the forest spirit beast Qilin, trying to use the blood of Qilin to enhance internal strength and dominate the martial arts world.

In order to maintain peace and tranquility in the forest, Hongmao's father joined forces with Blue Rabbit's mother and seven others, and combined the seven swords to finally defeat the Black Heart Tiger, but the seven swords were either injured or disabled.

In 397 AD, Black Heart Tiger led the Demon Sect to make a comeback, and the only one who could stop Black Heart Tiger was the combination of seven swords again. However, at this time, except for Hongmao's father, the other six swords had already been scattered and lived in seclusion and were unknown.

So the question is, who can defeat the Demon Cult this time and maintain peace and tranquility in the forest? Welcome to the Demon City animation channel "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of the Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit". It will be premiered at 7 o'clock every night.

Seeing that it was premiered tonight, everyone should understand that this is a drama promotion advertisement, and the dog head saves life. @Wen Yan, junior brother, is this wave of publicity strong? How about giving money by likes?]

What a good guy, Sister Wanqi has not been in vain in the entertainment industry in recent years. She is well aware of the true meaning of interaction with fans and hype.

However, looking at the tens of thousands of praises, Wen Yan felt a little guilty. This wouldn't really cost money.

"Sister Wanqi, why don't you give me a discount? My pocket is cleaner now, and I can only sell myself for tens of thousands of yuan."

"Okay, then sell it to me." Zhao Wanqi narrowed her eyes: "I am missing a little pony in front of the saddle and behind the horse. I feel that you are quite suitable. You are 100 yuan a day, how about it?"

"This, this is not suitable." Wen Yan's face turned bitter.

He knew that Zhao Wanqi was just joking. After all, if you really want to settle the accounts, he still has a large amount of royalties in Zhao Wanqi's hands.

Well, he is the creditor. Even if he is in front of him, Zhao Wanqi should come.

"Why is it not suitable? Come and let my sister inspect the goods first?"

Zhao Wanqi crossed her legs, changed into a big golden knife, handed the spoon to Wen Yan, and glanced at the rice porridge in front of her.

"Okay, the garlic paste is ruthless."

Wen Yan gritted his teeth and looked like he was wronged.

In fact, he was already happy. Since Zhao Wanqi was joking with him, it proved that the previous incident was over.

As for, feeding porridge?

How big a thing is this? Zhao Wanqi has also helped him change his diapers.

But just as Wen Yan dug a spoonful of rice porridge and delivered it to Zhao Wanqi's mouth, the door suddenly opened.

Wen Yan looked in the voice and saw a very beautiful woman in her early forties standing at the door, staring at the two of them with wide eyes, looking at Wen Yan.

Who is this? Why haven't I seen it before? It's too rude to knock on the door before entering someone else's house. I'm wasting my luxury goods and high-end customs. I felt the unconcealed hostility in the eyes of women, and I secretly complained in my heart.

Sure enough, even if a person without cultivation wears high-end clothes, she can't taste it.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Zhao Wanqi stood up with a "rubbing" and a panic flashed in her eyes.

Mom? When Wen Yan heard Zhao Wanqi's name, he shook his little hand and almost threw the spoon in his hand on Zhao Wanqi's neckline.

I'll tell you where the aunt came from. She looks like she is from an extraordinary background and is very well-educated. Only high-quality luxury goods can highlight her connotation.

"Who is he?" Zhao Ma asked, pointing to Wen Yan.

Looking at the floor in front of the sofa, her eyes became colder:

"He stayed here last night?"

"You two are dating?"

Zhao Ma said word by word, the chill in her eyes became stronger and stronger. If her eyes could kill people, he would not know how many times he had passed away on the spot.

Glance at the spoon in Wen Yan's hand, she continued to ask:

"Is he trying to feed you?"

Hearing this, Wen Yan quickly put down the spoon in his hand. This aunt was too fierce, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

Don't worry, aunt, please listen to my explanation.

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!