Wu Wanqing stepped on the air, and following the inertia of kicking her legs, her upper body slid off the sofa, and an exclamation came from her red lips.

But someone shouted louder than her, fully demonstrating what a tenor is...

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts..." Wen Yan squatted on the ground, holding his lower abdomen, with a painful expression, and a layer of water mist appeared in his eyes involuntarily.

He was not acting, nor was he trying to blackmail Wu Wanqing.

Instead, Wen Xiaoyan endured a torment that was beyond his age, which made him a little sad.

What's going on? I'm sitting on the sofa, why am I lying on the floor?

For a moment, Wu Wanqing was a little sluggish, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Hey, what is this? The old aunt moved her toes.

When she felt the touch on the soles of her feet, she shivered suddenly. Her daughter had already reached the age of discussing marriage. How could she not understand what was going on now?

Having been widowed for many years, her body is inherently more sensitive than ordinary people.

Especially now that the person she was having an affair with was still the little guy Wen Yan, her delicate body trembled, and she felt an inexplicable sense of shame in her heart.

What, what should I do? Wu Wanqing covered her face with her hands, trying to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

"It hurts, it hurts, Auntie, please be gentle..." Wen Yan cried out in pain.

"Okay, ah, no, no, auntie said I should get up now..."

After calming down, Wu Wanqing hurriedly put her hands on the ground and tried to sit up.

But at this moment, Wang Luoqi's voice suddenly came from the bathroom:

"Wen Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you? Are you so surprised?"

"Are you looking for a beating? Believe it or not, I will go out right now and beat you to death, little red guy?"

Obviously, the female president is still angry about what happened just now.

At this time, everyone who asked questions was angry and had obvious emotions.

"Hurry up and tell Luo Qi that it's okay..."

Wu Wanqing touched Wen Yan's knee and lowered her voice to remind: "Don't let that girl come out now."

She looked flustered and her voice was trembling.

Hey, aunt, what are you panicking about?

What would happen if Sister Luo Qi came out? Wen Yan was a little suspicious and didn't understand what Wu Wanqing meant.

This time he pressed his feet seriously. He neither secretly added any ingredients nor had any bad ideas. He could definitely withstand the test of the organization.

But why did the old aunt act like she was having an affair?

However, after glancing at the two people's current postures, Wen Yan also reacted and understood Wu Wanqing's panic.

A layer of cold sweat rose up on Wen Yan's spine, and the panic in his heart at this moment even suppressed the pain in his body.

"Sister Luo Qi, I'm fine."

Wen Yan shouted towards the bathroom: "Did my voice affect your washing because I was too loud?"

"Auntie was asking me about my studies just now and asked me not to skip classes anymore and learn more knowledge in school."

He was a little careful here. The reason he mentioned "washing up" was to implicitly remind Wang Luoqi.

Let her clean up the traces on her body first, so that the old aunt doesn't find any clues.

As for Wen Yan, who was originally as steady as an old dog, why did he panic?

Because the old aunt was half lying on the ground at this time, her cheongsam was half rolled up, and her little feet were still stepping on his zipper. Those who didn't know the situation thought that this was some kind of special hobby.

Moreover, if she raises her calf a little higher and helps her up, wouldn't this be the "tractor" game that children in the village often play?

In particular, Wu Wanqing's cheongsam was torn to the roots of her legs by herself. Looking from his current angle, it was Nietzsche's classic quotation -

With this feeling and scene in mind, Wen Yan, who loves to read the Spring and Autumn Period, read through a lot of books, and instantly remembered the title of a novel.

If Sister Luo Qi catches this, there is no chance that there will be a banquet in Room 601 today.

The suona is blown, the white cloth is covered, and relatives and friends are waiting for the food to be served!

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Time seemed to have frozen.

The two of them stayed in this awkward posture for several seconds. Wu Wanqing's pretty face was flushed, her eyes were distracted, and there was a hint of anger in her nervousness.

After a while, Wu Wanqing stood up from the ground and smoothed her hair beside her ears as if nothing had happened.

But the way she kept staring at the bathroom still revealed her inner panic.

Obviously, the old aunt didn't look at Furujing Wubo, but she was also worried in her heart. Her daughter suddenly jumped out of the sanitary napkin and discovered the ridiculous scene in the living room.

After a while, when she heard the sound of water rushing in the bathroom again, Wu Wanqing patted her plump breasts silently and breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced at Wen Yan who was squatting on the ground, kicked his calf with her foot, and said in a low voice:

"Are you okay? Does it matter?"

After a brief pause, she added:

"Otherwise, you should go back to the room and take a look. Don't have any accidents and miss the best time for treatment."

Anyway, what just happened was an accident, and she had nothing to be ashamed of. After all, at her current age, she had never seen anything in the world.

It was just a step, not to mention wearing jeans. It was just a small scene. Wu Wanqing was looking for a step for herself in her heart.

Accident, treatment? The corners of Wen Yan's mouth twitched.

Is the old aunt worried that he will come to the palace to buy things in the future?

"It's okay, it's okay..." Wen Yan quickly waved his hand and refused.

In front of the old aunt, he couldn't let go.

Moreover, although the old aunt's first kick was quite strong, it did not give him the basic conditions to practice the Sunflower Book.

"Is everything okay? Oh, then I'll be relieved..." Wu Wanqing kicked him again.

Seeing that Wen Yan really didn't look like anything was wrong, she didn't hold back much and kicked him straight away.

"Little Chi, I want you to skip class, I want you to disobey me, I want you to look at my pants... See if I don't screw you to death."

Wu Wanqing twisted Wen Yan's ears with her hands while looking for a reason to teach him a lesson.

After all, women are sensitive creatures who are best at feeling the weight of gaze. How could Wen Yan's glance just now escape her eyes?

"Hey, it hurts. Auntie, please be gentle." Wen Yan quickly begged for mercy.

"I didn't mean it... No, I promise to study hard and never skip classes again." He quickly changed his words.

Although both of them knew the reason why Wu Wanqing wanted to deal with him, they both tried their best to find other reasons without seeing the old aunt.

If he exposes what happened just now, it will only make both of them embarrassed and unable to step down.

Seeing Wen Yan keep crying out in pain, Wu Wanqing also let go of her hand.

After all, she just wanted to teach Wen Yan a lesson so that he could remember a little while also relaxing for herself. She didn't really want to hurt Wen Yan.

Alas, just in the blink of an eye, the little Chi guy has reached the age to find a girlfriend. He subconsciously touched it with his hand and saw the shallow crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. Wu Wanqing sighed secretly in her heart.

There was never a moment like this where she could clearly appreciate the passage of time.

"Why are you still squatting here?" Wu Wanqing rolled her eyes.

She whispered in a low voice: "I don't have any eyesight. Auntie has been here for so long, doesn't she know how to give me a glass of water?"

"Auntie, I'm still in a little pain, please let me take a breath first." Wen Yan was still squatting on the ground, covering his lower abdomen with his hands.

"It still hurts a little. Didn't you say it's okay?" Wu Wanqing squatted down, a hint of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, she bit her red lips and looked a little struggling: "Why don't you ask Auntie to help you take a look..."

She thought Wen Yan was trying to show off his strength just now, because he couldn't save face in front of her, so he deliberately forced himself on.

Wen Yan: "..Ｏ(≧口≦)Ｏ.."

Tell me what you think? Wen Yan was confused.

"Don't think too much, aunt is a doctor, I only see patients..."

Wu Wanqing opened Wen Yan's cover with her hands and softly comforted Wen Yan's emotions.

But when she saw Wen Yan's jeans, a blush appeared visibly on her classic oval face, and a cold light shone in her beautiful eyes.

She raised her hand and gave Wen Yan a scalp, gritted her teeth and spat:

"Bah, you brat, what are you thinking about? How old am I, and you actually..."

Wu Wanqing was so angry that her delicate body was rising and falling, and her face instantly turned cold.

A woman like her is naturally used to the focus of the crowd and knows her own charm, so she usually doesn't care much about it.

But this person obviously does not include the little cub raised by his own family.

Auntie, please listen to my explanation. Seeing the anger in Wu Wanqing's eyes, Wen Yan felt helpless. He really didn't have any bad intentions.

Not a nephew, not a human being, both...

Ahem, I made a mistake.

Although the old aunt is old now, she has a regular schedule and is willing to spend money on maintenance. From her appearance, she looks like a beautiful young woman in her early thirties.

Therefore, it is not surprising that he would react as he did now.

Wu Wanqing stood up, straightened the hem of her cheongsam, and sat down on the sofa. Although her face was calm, her eyes were a bit cold.

"If you don't want me to get angry, you'd better give me an explanation." Wu Wanqing crossed her legs as usual.

It's just that her current sitting posture is obviously more upright than before, and her upper body is straighter, revealing her inner resistance.

Give me a chance to explain? This means that I can still save something. Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

But how should he defend such an embarrassing thing?

Waiting online, quite urgent.

[This chapter talks about crowdfunding, with crazy hints.]

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Chapter completed!