Just fooled around in such an understatement?

The doorbell came just in time, didn't it?

Looking at Wu Wanqing's graceful figure walking towards the master bedroom, Wen Yan sighed slightly, feeling a little disappointed.

It's over before it even begins, and it's very anticlimactic.

Although he is Wang Luoqi's boyfriend and the "quasi-son-in-law" whom the old aunt has already admitted, he is also the core figure at the center of the storm.

It might be a bit immoral for Wen Yan to think this way, but...

He was really looking forward to the famous scene of mother and daughter fighting each other on a daily basis.

If conditions hadn't prevented it, when mother and daughter were at war with each other just now, he would have moved a small bench, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, put them in his pocket, and watched the show while eating melons.

When the two women were on top of each other, he ate melon seeds, clapped his hands and shouted:

"Hey, hey, stop, stop, we are all a family, don't fight, just treat me as a favor..."

Gee, this picture is exciting just thinking about it.

Moreover, it is said that triangles are stable, which is not unreasonable.

In the past, the most comfortable time for Wen Yan was when mother and daughter had minor frictions.

He, a member of the family who enjoys watching movies and watching movies, will become the target of two women vying to win over him.

The old aunt would pick up her handbag and say angrily: "Xiaoyan, let's go and ignore her. Auntie will take you shopping and let's go shopping for clothes."

The female CEO was counting the bills in her wallet, with a distressed look on her face: "Oh, my wallet is so tight. I want to spend some money later."

Although Wen Yan will protect his base every time, stand unswervingly on Wang Luoqi's side, and do his duty as "King's Party" Ponyboy.

But as long as he talks sweetly in private and sends a few rainbow farts to the old aunt, he can win her favor.

For example:

"Auntie, we adults don't remember the faults of villains, and we don't care about her..."

"Although Sister Luo Qi won this time, I know you gave in to her..."

"Auntie, if the enemy's firepower hadn't been too fierce, I would have chosen to support you..."

"I, Wen Xiaoyan, swear that I will stand by your side next time..."

Although his routine is very clumsy and can be broken with one poke, this old aunt is still good at it.

After all, the system's emotional value cannot be faked. Every time he serves as a lubricant, he can get a series of happiness points from the old aunt.

At first, Wen Yan didn't understand the reason. With the old aunt's shrewdness, shouldn't she not be able to see the Xiao Jiujiu in his heart?

But then he figured out that what Wu Wanqing wanted was not the outcome of the quarrel, but the fireworks of being a family together.

Although her daughter would make her very angry every time, the old aunt never tired of it and was as energetic as a little teddy.

Every once in a while, she would take the initiative to have a "mother-daughter game" with Wang Luoqi.

Wen Yan didn't know whether Wang Luoqi understood his mother's tricks?

But judging from her positive attitude every time...

I think she knew it well.

"Why, we didn't quarrel, are you disappointed?"

Wang Luoqi stretched out his little hand and pinched Wen Yan's ear: "Hey, isn't it great to eat melon and watch a show?"

"Uh, I don't even know what you're talking about."

Wen Yan denied it flatly: "I'm not the aunt of the street office, and I definitely don't have the bad habit of eating melons and watching movies."

"Sister Luo Qi, we are all a family behind closed doors. Why would I expect you to quarrel with Aunt Wu?"

"Pfft, we are just a family behind closed doors?" Wang Luoqi was amused by him.

She narrowed her eyes and said with a smile:

"Since we are a family behind closed doors, does our relationship count as chaotic... well, roommates fighting?"

"If you insist on saying that, then there's nothing I can do about it."

Wen Yan rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Anyway, the idiom dictionary has been ruined by a group of street writers."

"A street writer?" Wang Luoqi was stunned for a moment.

After pondering for a few seconds, she asked: "What is a street writer?"

Thing? Oh, we can't fire map cannons. You can easily be criticized by others. After all, the writer has transformed into a hero who shouts "key here".

Wen Yan racked his brains and finally came up with an appropriate answer:

"It's a profession that compares favorably with miners and programmers, but is still slightly better!"

Thinking of the programmers under him who had thinning hair at a young age, especially the technical director Wang Luoqi who had just turned 30 and had a "bright peak", he understood instantly.

"That's really tragic!" She nodded seriously.

"Oh, that's too far off topic."

Wen Yan returned to the subject: "Our doorbell is almost useless because of people pressing it. Why don't you untie it for me quickly?"

"Don't I just want to tie you up a little longer so that you can improve your memory?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Luoqi's mouth.

How could a strong woman like her, who has a strong sense of time and strong mobility, be led astray just by saying a few words?

Wen Yan: "..."

Co-author, are you still trying to trick me?

Sure enough, women are all vengeful creatures, so they must not be so presumptuous next time.

At least, I can’t choke the female CEO anymore!

After untying his shackles, Wen Yan stood up and moved his numb arms.

Seeing Wang Luoqi going to open the door, Wen Yan quickly grabbed her wrist and stopped her:

"Sister Luo Qi, please wait a moment."

"What's wrong?" Wang Luoqi frowned slightly.

If I remember correctly, she has been offended twice today.

She swore that if Wen Yan dared to act recklessly again, she would show him the power of the high whip.

Precision strike, find out!

Looking down, staring at the long, snow-white and round legs of the female CEO, Wen Yan suggested:

"Sister Luo Qi, why don't you go inside and change clothes?"

Wang Luoqi narrowed his eyes and said with a straight face:

"Why, little Chi, are you more capable now?"

"You even care about what clothes I wear. Are you so overbearing?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant..." Wen Yan waved his hands quickly.

He explained:

"I mean, we don't know who the people outside are right now. Isn't it a little bad for you to meet guests in a bathrobe?"

"What's wrong with the bathrobe? I think it's pretty good." Wang Luoqi turned around in a circle.

"Look, not only is the dress close-fitting and comfortable, but the parts that should be covered are also covered, so there will be no exposure... Oh, I understand~"

At this point, she made a final note with a meaningful look on her face:

"Little Chi, aren't you jealous?"

"I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense." Wen Yan denied three times and looked out the window.

Okay, he admits that he is a little bit chauvinistic.

Although he was not jealous, he did not want outsiders to see the female CEO wearing a bathrobe.

"Oh, with your acting skills, you still want to deceive me?"

Wang Luoqi rolled his eyes: "Every time you lie, your eyes will unconsciously glance to the upper left. I don't even bother to expose you."

Do I still have this habit?

Why don’t I even know it myself?

Wen Yan secretly took notes, trying to get rid of this "bad habit" in the future, so as not to stumble because of such a trivial matter.

Just when Wen Yan was thinking about the future, Wang Luoqi put his arms around his neck:

"What does this mean? Just admit it, little Chi. After all, there is no shame in being jealous."

"Okay, go ahead and open the door." She straightened Wen Yan's collar and said, "I'll listen to you, go back to the room and change clothes."

That's pretty much it. At least, he didn't make fun of me. Looking at Wang Luoqi walking towards the master bedroom, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...