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Chapter 87 The ship capsizes!(2/2)

Rage +99



Wen Yan reacted instantly and quickly glanced at the people in front of the dining table.

Wang Luoqi lowered his head to eat, smiling calmly.

Old Mrs. Wu Wanqing chatted about home affairs with a smile on her lips.

Zhao Wanqi lowered her head to eat and behaved as usual.

no problem!

Then, he felt something crawling onto his knee.

The familiar numbness spreads up the nerves in the calf, passes through the spine, and goes straight into the central nervous system.

Hiss, Zhen Ni felt numb, and Wen Yan's body stiffened instantly.

Resisting the soreness and numbness, Wen Yan lowered his head and looked at his knees under the table——

Sure enough, I saw the familiar canvas shoes again!

Zhao Xiaozhen, why are you doing this again?

Wen Yan felt like he was about to collapse. He obviously didn't do anything.

However, he was also a little surprised. He had never noticed that Zhao Xiaoqian's legs were so long before.

Although the two of them were sitting across from each other, there was a dining table between them.

If you encounter it this way, you can barely understand it.

But he had moved the seat back before, could he still get it?

That’s outrageous!

Moreover, there was nothing strange about the girl's upper body. Just now, he thought the girl was eating seriously.

It wasn't until he saw the familiar canvas shoes that he was sure it was Zhao Wanqi again, bullying him under the table.

However, after the girl placed her little feet on his knees and began to slowly exert force, the anger level finally stopped increasing.

This also made Wen Yan relax.

The anger value is no longer increasing, which means Zhao Wanqi is slowly losing her temper. He can just survive this period.

Anyway, Zhao Xiaotang also had a sense of proportion, and the strength he used was still within his tolerance.

Picking up the chopsticks again, Wen Yan prepared to eat to divert his attention.

"Ahem." As soon as the oyster entered his mouth, Wen Yan choked.

It wasn't that he was in a hurry to eat, but that the data on the emotion panel began to increase sharply again.

Moreover, it was even more violent than before.

Anger value +99.

Anger value +99.

It was over, and Wen Yan was a little annoyed.

What's wrong with this Zhao Xiaocoward?

Okay, he admitted that he might have made a mistake just now.

You shouldn't be so intimate with Wang Luoqi in front of Zhao Xiaozong.

After all, the two girls had just had a conflict.

He was close to Wang Luoqi, and Zhao Xiaozhen would definitely feel that he had betrayed their revolutionary feelings and betrayed her diaper-changing friendship.

Therefore, even if Zhao Xiaozhen kicked him, he did not resist.

But what's the big deal now?

He just eats an oyster. Isn't this okay?

Thinking of this, Wen Yan pinched the girl's ankle.

Huh, do you really think that children can't fight back? Wen Yan was secretly proud of himself.

Sure enough, Zhao Wanqi, who was eating "obediently" across from her, suddenly shook her shoulders.

Apparently I felt pain in my ankle.

She glared at Wen Yan, but didn't say anything, and continued to eat.

From the looks of it, he seems to be eating quite well.

But her little feet under the table slowed down a bit.

Feeling that the pain in his knees had weakened, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, the anger value should not increase anymore.

He looked at the emotion value panel again, and then he frowned slightly, the data was still increasing.

Could it be that last night, the post that helped Hua Xiaohan summarize the singing steps was discovered by his true fans?

But what he summarized is not wrong. It is originally the four processes of intoxication, being possessed, stretching one's neck, and giggling...

This is his characteristic!

Wen Yan doesn't think he has such a high anger value.

But at this moment, Wen Yan suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere at the dinner table.

He turned around and saw Wang Luoqi staring at him with his beautiful eyes narrowed.

To be precise, he should be staring at his knees under the table.

Wen Yan also took a look at the current situation under the table:

A girl's little foot rests on a child's knee.

And on the white and tender ankle of this little foot, there was a fat and tender hand of the child.

Wen Yan: "..."

He felt that he had probably, perhaps, capsized!

Danger!!!



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