Chapter 131 "Dream Wedding" released

Qili Xiangdu.

"Bang bang bang."

On the cold-toned big bed, Wen Yan opened his sleepy eyes and woke up from the hazy and beautiful dream, revealing his dark and bright eyes.

He shook his head irritably. What woke him up this time was neither the alarm clock on the bedside table nor Wang Luoqi's daily reminder, but the noise coming from downstairs.

"Is this decoration?" Wen Yan frowned and couldn't help but feel a little angry: "It's so unethical to start decoration so early in the morning. It's purely disturbing the people. We must file a report and complaint against him.

Wave flow.”

Thinking of this, he glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it read eight fifteen.

Well, it's not that he started decorating early, but that he overslept.

"Strange, why didn't the door get knocked down today?" Wen Yan scratched his head.

Over the past two years, he had developed a habit. Every morning around 6:30, Wang Luoqi would knock on the door to urge him to get up.

Well, the big sister brand humanoid wake-up bell, whoever uses it...that's too bad.

He obviously doesn't need to work now, nor is he a hard-working high school monk who needs to go to school early in the morning, but with Wang Luoqi here, he can't even think about sleeping in.

After all, if he lingers on the bed until noon, who will feed Wang Luoqi?

This woman is picky and can't bear to eat breakfast outside.

Alas, househusband, please find out.

However, since Wang Luoqi didn't come to call him today, Wen Yan was happy to be lazy. After all, even a donkey in the production team still needs a rest.

Picking up his phone and opening the blog, Wen Yan prepared to take a look at the current trend of public opinion on the Internet after last night's clarification.

After being interviewed by a female reporter at Magic Art yesterday, Wen Yan could not take any time off. Li Tianyun arranged a very full schedule for him and kept busy until after 11 o'clock in the evening, when he returned to Qili Xiangdu.

Therefore, he, the client, is still unclear whether yesterday's clarification had the expected effect.

As soon as he opened the blog, he saw the post posted by the Literary and Art Association last night, "Aspirations are not always high."

Well, yes, he is on the trending search again.

But this time the nature has changed. He has removed the label of "going through the back door" and is no longer attacked and abused by netizens.

Opening the comment area and looking at the comments from netizens attacking Ma Baoan, Wen Yan flashed a smile in his eyes and felt very relieved.

He is not a saint, so of course he will feel unhappy if he is slandered out of thin air.

Wen Yan was not surprised when he saw some netizens commenting that Ma Baoan's tribe account had been permanently suspended.

The Internet has never been a place outside the law. The law gives citizens the right to freedom of speech, but this does not mean condoning wanton manipulation of public opinion and slandering the reputation of others.

Internet celebrities like Ma Baoan, who use random rhythms and random tricks as a way to make money, are destined to be punished by the law.

What's more, he also caused a bad social impact this time. If Moyi can't sue him and bankrupt him, it can only mean that Li Tianyun has let the water go.

But this matter has caused a stir on the Internet, and it has already affected the century-old reputation of magic art. Is it possible that Li Tianyun will be merciful?

Obviously impossible.

Huh? Wen Yan, who was scrolling through his phone, was suddenly stunned when he saw a comment with over a thousand likes:

[Ma Baoan, that scumbag in the world, still claims to be an education critic, but in fact he is a frog in the well. Can’t he be sent out at the age of fourteen? Who are you looking down on? I was admitted to Beijing University at the age of twelve, am I proud?

?]

Admitted to Beijing University at the age of twelve?

Isn't this the glorious deeds of that monster Wang Luoqi?

But that’s not right!

He also followed Wang Luoqi's tribe account, and his elder sister's tribe account had already been authenticated by the official real-name, and was followed by a series of labels such as "CEO of Qilixiang Group, famous Chinese entrepreneur...".

If she appeared in the tribe comment section, it would not be as simple as getting over a thousand likes, but probably over ten thousand comments.

As the ancients said, when you meet a good person, you start a family first; when you meet a noble person, you start a career; when you meet a rich woman, you get a family and then start a career.

Wang Luoqi's popularity on the Internet is not limited. I don't know how many people fantasize about picking this high-altitude flower and rising to the top of their lives.

Is it a vest?

Wen Yan clicked on the personal information of this tribe account:

ID: Milkman Little Expert.

Note: Thank you for the invitation. I am married with two children.

Wen Yan silently covered his face. Such a middle-class ID and remarks were definitely not Wang Luoqi's style of painting, but since he noticed this account among the vast number of comments, Wen Yan casually clicked on it to follow it.

As the old saying goes, follow me and you won't get lost. The blogger will take you to meet your father-in-law.

After visiting the tribe and seeing the excitement, Wen Yan originally planned to take a nap, but the noise from the decoration downstairs made him upset, so he simply prepared to get up and save some manuscripts.

Well, he is a diligent cartoonist.

It's almost nine o'clock now, and Wang Luoqi hasn't come over to call him yet. It seems that he has gone to work long ago.

Wen Yan rolled over and got out of bed in his underwear. Even if he was fully dressed now, he would have to take them off again when he took a shower, so he simply skipped this unnecessary step.

Well, he is just lazy and saves the trouble.

"Squeak."

Pushing open the door, Wen Yan walked towards the bathroom, but just halfway through, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Wang Luoqi sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room.

She was wearing short bear pajamas, with long black and smooth hair spread behind her. There were several bags of snacks beside her fair and round thighs, and she was lowering her head and licking them with her pink and tender tongue...

Yogurt lid!

"Ah this?" Wen Yan froze on the spot.

Wang Luoqi actually knows how to lick the lid of yogurt, and he looks so cute. Looking at the girl sitting cross-legged on the sofa, spitting out her sweet tongue, Wen Yan was immediately confused.

Could it be that the way he opened the door was wrong?

Or maybe he hasn't woken up yet and is in a double dream state?

"Hiss." Wen Yan secretly bit the tip of his tongue to confirm that he was awake.

As if he noticed something unusual, Wang Luoqi raised his head and looked over. When their eyes met, the atmosphere instantly froze, and the living room was filled with a magnetic field called embarrassment.

At first, Wang Luoqi's big eyes flickered, and her beautiful eyes were a little stunned. But after she realized what she was doing, her delicate oval face was visibly stained with a layer of blush, which then spread to her fair neck and delicate earlobes.

Wang Luoqi hurriedly stuck out her tongue, wiped away the snack residue from her red lips with her small hands, and tried her best to stay calm, but the proud ups and downs in front of her body revealed her inner uneasiness.

This was going to happen. An ominous premonition arose in Wen Yan's heart, and he took a step forward to run to the bathroom.

But he had just taken two steps when he felt a strong wind coming from behind him, and a pillow hit him on the back of the head.

"Stop!" Wang Luoqi's furious voice came from behind.

Hearing the eldest sister's scolding, Wen Yan subconsciously stopped.

But realizing the current situation, he ran to the bathroom at a faster speed. Wang Luoqi was in a state of mental explosion. If he didn't run quickly at this time, it was purely because he was mentally ill.

At worst, I just stay in the bathroom today and don't come out. That's better than being punished by Wang Luoqi.

But because he hesitated for a moment just now, he got into the bathroom. Before he could turn around and close the door, Wang Luoqi followed him.

With the current distance between the two of them, it would be too late to close the door, and with Wang Luoqi's temperament, even if she got angry, the door wouldn't be able to stop her.

Looking at the eldest sister who was so close, Wen Yan asked pretending to be surprised as if he had just seen her:

"Sister Luo Qi, you didn't go to work today."

He was sure that Wang Luoqi was embarrassed to mention what happened just now.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to bring it up, Wang Luoqi has no reason to deal with him.

But Wen Yan underestimated the ability of women to find trouble, especially women with high IQs like Wang Luoqi.

"Why are you too lazy to go to bed?" She raised her hand and hit the scalp.

Damn it, this can be considered a reason to find trouble. Wen Yan was caught off guard.

"In order to clarify the public opinion on the Internet, I was busy at Magic Art from afternoon to late at night, and you were asleep when I came back." Wen Yan found a reason for himself: "I was exhausted yesterday, and I must refresh myself today.

!”

"Is sleeping late the reason why you are lazy in bed?" Wang Luoqi crossed his arms and looked sternly, showing off the aura of a cold and charming female CEO.

You just made it clear that you want to pick a fight with me.

Didn’t I just see you licking the lid of the yogurt?

As for getting angry from shame?

Wen Yan didn't think it was a big deal. The two of them lived under the same roof, spending time together day and night. It was not like he had never seen a more private scene before.

For example, ten years ago, when Wang Luoqi was drunk, he saw the girl's holy light.

Of course, he only dared to whisper these words in his heart. If he really wanted to say it out loud, there would be a big banquet in Room 601 tomorrow.
To be continued...