...The car followed them so much, really thought he didn't find it?
Land Rover's decent car must not be kidnapped, and only Feng Yangao can do this after thinking about it.
Qi Yan couldn't help but have a bit of forbearance, did not expect Feng Yangao to have such a lovely side?
Wen Ruo was walking here, feeling sullen in his heart. He didn't expect Qi Yan to clarify his relationship with himself... Didn't he like himself and wanted to guard himself? And that group of men, too, had to get to the bottom, and they were obviously so embarrassed... Qi Yan didn't come to coax herself along the way, how could this be!
Thinking this way, Wen Ruo couldn't help but get more angry. He wanted to go back to Qi Yan and ask him clearly, but found that Qi Yan was standing on the street, and he was stunned.
"Hey Qi Yan!" Wen Ruo screamed and came over, asking in a poor tone: "What are you looking at?"
Qi Yan, who was called back to God, blinked and said in a shallow voice: "Nothing."
Seeing him in such an understatement, Wen Ruo was even more angry: "Why did you just--"
As soon as he spoke, Wen Ruo paused. What should I say? Ask why clarify our relationship? Doesn't it seem like I'm very arrogant, without any face...
Thinking of this, Wen Ruo deserved to put his grievances in his stomach, glaring at Qi Yan with a jealous look, and then walked angrily towards the direction of home.
[The hostess has a good opinion of Qi Yan-10, current favorability: 35]
Qi Yan looked at her back, not knowing how much she wanted to laugh. When you arrive at Wen Ruo, why do you feel that you have a rich and developed negative heart, and she is a good woman who guards her as much as she can?
At the beginning, the most disappointing Qi Yan was Wen Ruo yourself.
Qi Yan hung a ridiculous arc at the corner of his mouth, glanced vaguely at the Land Rover keeping his distance, and ignored it, following in the footsteps of Ruo Ruo.
[The male favors Qi Yan with a favorability of +5, and the current favorability: 15]
This favorability is really falling fast.
When we came to Wen Ruo's house, the door was not closed. Fortunately, Wen Ruo did not have the guts to close the door, otherwise Wen Ruo would pick him up, and if the two didn't come back together, he would knock on the door and go in. Mother Wen asked if there might be any embarrassment Things.
As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the smell of cooking. Mom's craftsmanship has been good. Qi Yan, an orphan, has been familiar with this taste since childhood. Because in addition to the food in the orphanage, only here can let him eat casually.
"It's so fragrant." Qi Yan smiled and changed his shoes into the kitchen. Wen Ruo was helping Mom Wen's vegetables. When he saw him coming back, he snorted without saying a word. It was Mother Wen’s smile, and he kindly pushed him out: “Go to the living room and wait, the kitchen is full of smoke, so don’t you smoke a good suit like that, what does that look like!”
Qi Yan squinted and smiled and said, "You don't need to do anything. We can't eat much of the three of us. Don't be tired yourself."
"Oh, of course I know. Go out quickly, or your colleagues at work will smell you fumes tomorrow!" Mother Wen gave him a hand and patted him gently, and drove him to the living room.
Sitting on the sofa, I felt the smell of fume coming from the kitchen. The hood seems to be years old, and the fume extraction is not so thorough. Even so, the smell of the thick home under the hut made Qi Yan felt endless warmth.
The original owner's feelings are still there, and grafted on Qi Yan's body. Qi Yan has experienced a lot of that sour taste.