Thinking of his future life, Wang Luoqi narrowed his eyes into crescent shapes and raised his other arm obediently.

Then, she felt her wrist sink and feel a little sore, and there was a "pop" sound in her ears.

She seems to be tied up with something?!

Wang Luoqi raised his head with confusion, and what came into view was the limited edition belt she had bought for Wen Yan before...

"Shh, let's keep our voices down so that Auntie doesn't hear us." Wen Yan glanced at the bathroom and said in a low voice.

Wang Luoqi: "???"

So, what is this operation?

…

bathroom.

Standing naked under the hood, letting the warm water wash away the foam on her body, Wu Wanqing turned off the shower.

Picking up the bath towel on the shelf and wiping off the remaining water drops on her body, Wu Wanqing walked to the stereoscope.

Looking at the graceful curves in the mirror, Wu Wanqing nodded imperceptibly.

Although a woman has passed her best years and has reached the age of becoming a grandmother, her figure is still not out of shape.

The slender swan neck, the delicate outline of the clavicle, the still straight curve, the suddenly narrowed waist, and some water drops...

Wu Wanqing clicked on the mirror and said narcissistically:

"Tsk, even though I'm going to be a grandma soon, I'm still in my prime. That girl Luo Qi has inherited my excellent genes, so her shelf life will definitely be very long in the future."

"Although he is ten years older than that kid, if you think about it carefully, he can't actually be considered at a disadvantage..."

Having said this, Wu Wanqing paused.

She didn't know what she thought of, and she sighed inaudibly:

"Men are all unreliable. No matter how well-maintained they are, what else can they do if they still live alone?"

"Oh, I just hope this girl will have good luck and not follow my old path in the future..."

"Bah, bah, bah, what am I talking about?"

Wu Wanqing spat softly:

"She raised the little red guy by herself. He must have been trained in private a long time ago. How could he be like that heartless bitch?"

Thinking of a certain short-lived ghost, Wu Wanqing shook her head in dismay, casually hung the bath towel on the shelf, and leaned over to find clothes in the storage basket.

Unfortunately, she was the only one in the bathroom, and no one could see the hot curves reflected in the mirror.

Looking at the tattered cheongsam in the storage basket, Wu Wanqing suddenly discovered a very important question:

She came in too hastily and didn't seem to have brought any change of clothes?

As a person with a slight mysophobia, if I still wear the dirty clothes after taking a shower, what is the difference between not washing them?

Should I wash it again later?

Isn’t this asking for trouble?

Are there any clean clothes of that girl from Luo Qi? Wu Wanqing's eyes wandered back and forth in the bathroom.

But it's a pity...

Apart from her own cheongsam and stockings, the only thing in the storage basket was a pair of wrinkled short-sleeved clothes, which it looked like her daughter had just changed into.

This is how to do?

Ask Luo Qin, that girl, to bring me a set of clean clothes?

Looking at the water stains on the anti-slip tiles that had not yet been cleaned, Wu Wanqing shook her head and decisively gave up this tempting idea.

This girl is very rich now. For the sake of her precious grandson, she cannot let her daughter take this risk.

Looking at the unprotected bathroom and thinking about how her daughter had been doing this all this time, Wu Wanqing frowned instantly.

Why is this girl so careless?

Now that I am pregnant, how can I still not renovate the bathroom as before?

Although when she was pregnant, she had such a rough appearance, and Wang Luoqi also grew to this size safely.

But when her daughter became pregnant, Wu Wanqing exploded instantly.

If this happened, what would happen to her precious grandson?

If her cell phone hadn't been with her now, she would have called the property management company and asked them to contact the construction team to renovate Room 601 inside and out.

After looking at her naked body, her most important thing now was how to get out?

How about letting the little red guy pass it in through the door?

Anyway, as long as you pay attention, there won't be any embarrassing incident.

Hey, why does this scene seem familiar? Wu Wanqing shook her wet hair.

She seemed to have done this before.

It seems that the day after they first met, she took Little Chi to the amusement park and did a merry-go-round...

Although more than ten years have passed, her memory is still good, and she still has a vague impression at this time.

As the memories of the past came to mind, Wu Wanqing rubbed her toes back and forth, a blush suddenly appeared on her fair face, and even a hint of embarrassment flashed in her big watery eyes.

emmm It seems that there was a big oolong that happened that day.

It's okay, the guy was still young anyway and probably didn't understand anything. Even if he saw it, it wouldn't be a big deal.

After so many years, he must not remember these trivial things in his childhood. Wu Wanqing rubbed her face and made excuses for herself.

Looking at her flushed face in the mirror, Wu Wanqing turned on the faucet and washed her face with cold water. She had just taken a shower and the bathroom was too stuffy.

Well, cool down, cool down.

However, after turning off the faucet, she gave up the idea of ​​asking Wen Yan to come over and help deliver clothes.

The little one has grown up now. How will she face her daughter if the previous things happen again?

You can't hold your daughter's arm and tell her with a face of shame:

Luo Qi, mom, am I sorry for you?

Looking at the large bathrobe on the inside of the towel rack, Wu Wanqing blinked, how about making do with it first?

However, this seems a bit inappropriate.

Although, as long as she is not embarrassed, it will be others who are embarrassed, but wearing Xiao Chi's bathrobe is a bit awkward no matter how you look at it.

Wu Wanqing shook her head, picked up the cheongsam in the storage basket, and sighed quietly:

Forget it, let's wash it again later.

But as soon as she picked up the cheongsam, Wu Wanqing suddenly paused for a moment and froze in place.

At this time, a transparent silk thread was connected between her slit cheongsam and Wang Luoqi's short sleeves, just like drawing...

After sniffing the wings of her nose gently, Wu Wanqing immediately frowned and spat softly:

"Bah, you shameless girl!"

Just as she was about to throw away the stained cheongsam, she suddenly heard the sound of a pig being killed in the living room:

"Sister Luo Qi, it hurts, it hurts, bite it gently!"

Wu Wanqing's brows twitched fiercely:

Did he do it again?

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Chapter completed!