The Adventures of My All-Rounder Wife

Qi Zhen came to the door of the Red Sandalwood Pavilion, walked back and forth several times, preparing silently.

Xun Xiaoran was the first to see her. He thought it was a mother fan of which team member, and asked her modestly.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" When he said this, he opened half of the door, Qi Zhen took a look inside, and by a coincidence he saw Yunsang hooking Xiao Qimo's shoulder.

"Will you take me back this year? Since my mother misses me so much, I have to meet her old man, right? I am not a shameless person!"

As he spoke, he hooked Xiao Qimo and walked inside, still a little bit yearning and contented in his tone.

"To be honest, my mother's current craftsmanship is really good, and the dishes she cooks are even more delicious than before!"

The two people walked straight into the hall.

Qi Zhen looked at this picture and understood everything, everything.

The change in his complexion was like a color palette, cracking the ground.

Sure enough, she did not expect it!

Her son is about to bend into mosquito coils, she only knows as a mother!

She should have thought of it, Xiao Qimo never approached girls, only played with boys.

She knew the Yunsang inside.

She treated him as half of her son before, but she didn't expect that the two brothers would be better for so many years.

And she didn't know the true meaning of the two words "our mother" until now. When she heard Yunsang call these words before, she didn't feel anything.

Now that he was thinking about it with extreme fear, Qi Zhen was shocked and trembling.

She was entangled, if her son and Yunsang are in true love, what can be done?

Xun Xiaoran watched the change in the face of the middle-aged woman, somewhat inexplicably, and kindly reminded her, "Auntie, who do you want to find? Is there anything you want?"

Qi Zhen has nothing to do now, and silently waved his hand, "It's okay, thank you."

She got into the taxi back to Xiao's house with a little tired heartache.

After she returned, she quickly explained the situation to Xiao Huazun.

She was angry and sad, there was nothing more real than seeing it with her own eyes!

Xiao Huazun comforted her: "Anyway, wait until the Chinese New Year and listen to the opinions of the children!"

Qi Zhen is not an unreasonable person, things have reached this point, and he can only reluctantly nod his head.

——

Lu Mian sent away her little uncle, bypassed the Yulan Pavilion and came to the Red Sandalwood Pavilion.

After rushing to the room, Xiao Qimo took advantage of the lack of air conditioning and heating in the Yulan Pavilion, so he directly arranged her to live in the Red Sandalwood Pavilion.

Lu Mian didn't think much about it, and felt very lucky.

Thinking of those poor children who have to study hard in such a cold environment, she feels that a heated place is great.

After she moved in, she didn't stay idle either. Although she spent most of the time in Xiao Qimo's room, she often took Xiao Qimo's notebook to train the group of team members who came to the abuser when there was nothing to do.

Those team members also directly regarded her as a sparring partner, vying to send out singles invitations.

The training room is here.

The players stretched out after completing an hour of team battle.

The training time in the past few days has been really wonderful. Every time they fight with Mr. Qi, they have to meet to sum up experience and lessons. After a few days, the strength of the whole team has been greatly improved.

Especially the hand speed is getting faster and faster.

Yunsang glanced at the hand speed record sheet of all the players, very pleased.

After walking out of the training room, he deliberately came to Xiao Qimo's room. Xiao Qimo stopped at the door, looking at Yunsang's courteous expression, it was quite inexplicable.

Yunsang squeezed his eyes mysteriously.

Only then slowly took his right hand out of his arms, he had nothing in his hand, and only made a heart-to-heart movement at Xiao Qimo.

Neurosis.

Xiao Qimo cursed secretly in his heart, looked back at Lu Mian, who was sitting quietly at the desk, and hurried Yunsang out.

Disturb his two-person world!

Yunsang:...

The evil-spirited man stared at the closed door and cursed that he was sick in his heart. He kindly came up to give him the refill to express his gratitude. He also wanted to praise him for his hard work, but this man valued his **** and favored his friend. Blasted him out.

Pooh!

However, Yunsang suddenly reacted after taking a few steps. He noticed that Lu Mian's computer was the laptop locked by the team...

After having this idea in his mind, Yunsang shook his head quickly. This idea was too illusory and not very reliable.

Until Ye Jinwen passed by him, he quickly grabbed Ye Jinwen and asked, "Little Ye Zi, have you used Xiao Qimo's notebook?"

Ye Jinwen was thinking about something in his heart, and waved his hand, "Brother Yun, I don't have any plans to use a notebook! What's more, don't you know the character of Brother Seven? His things are not very easy to touch of."

Yunsang knew about this, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Yunsang was even more puzzled when that cold face appeared in his mind again.

——

In the afternoon, Lu Mian asked for leave from Yulan Pavilion, and by the way also asked for leave from Xiao Qimo, saying that he would go to the bookstore.

It seems quite frank, but Xiao Qimo could not read any information from her words. He noticed that she received a text message today and started asking for leave after receiving the text message.

He wanted to ask something, but in the end he could only calmly change to asking her if she wanted someone to pick him up.

Lu Mian smiled and refused.

Xiao Qimo felt even more headache.

He knew that Lu Mian had many secrets, and he remembered that she said that Jinjing had some friends. He showed some vigilance for no reason, always feeling that she was going out to meet some important person.

Is it someone related to the bookmark?

——

Lu Mian really came to the bookstore.

I took a taxi all the way to Jinjing Xinhua Bookstore. It was evening at this time, but the sky was completely dark and the lights in the store became softer and more comfortable.

Lu Mian was very patient when visiting the bookstore. She went straight to the area of ​​romance novels, gently rubbing the spine of the book with her fingertips, selecting one by one.

Not long after, a handsome, brave man appeared on the opposite side of the bookshelf.

Through the gap of the bookshelf, the other party pulled out a bright smile toward Lu Mian.

Lu Mian was not surprised, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Sikong, you are here."

Lu Mian and Sikong met at Xinhua Bookstore. They were rare to meet, and even if they met, they could only choose this kind of public occasion.

He has a special status. He is now a person next to the President, serving as a diplomatic interpreter, and is highly valued by the President.

However, due to his professional characteristics, Sikong didn't have much freedom. Even if he was out for an hour, he still had to apply for a report, and there was no shortage of guards around him.

Therefore, it is indeed difficult to meet in person.

The two people walked very slowly, and talked very lightly, without affecting others at all.

Sikong Jian looked at the girl opposite, his arrogant and wild eyes were stained with stubbornness, and he pulled out a book, wanting to see the girl's appearance more clearly.

He took away more than ten books in a row, held them in his arms, with his chin resting on it, with beautiful eyes hooked, and slowly said: "Mianmian, I miss you so much."

Sikong saw that he never concealed his feelings.

But his words can't be exchanged for the same response, the girl opposite just smiled slightly, little water.

When Sikong saw that he did not continue the topic, "You seem to be a bit fatter than last time, and your face is a bit fleshy."

The **** the opposite side didn't know what she thought of, and smiled: "I was fed."

When she laughed, her cheeks became more fleshy. Seeing that Sikong couldn't bear it, he reached out and pinched her cheek.

However, there was a row of books between the two of them, and he barely touched her hair, and Lu Mian took a small step forward.

Sikong saw slightly retracted his hand.

"Do you really come to Jinjing this time just to participate in physics training?"