Chapter 101 Zhao Wanqi’s songwriter

Six pm.

210 private rooms.

Leisure area, dimly lit.

Wang Luoqi's handbag lay alone at the foot of the table.

The information in the folder and the A4 paper on which Wen Yan composed the songs were scattered on the ground.

"Um……"

After a soft hum, Wen Yan's thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was about to wake up.

As the touch of his body gradually became clearer, the first thing he felt was the heaviness of his body and the soreness of his forehead after drinking.

"Tsk."

Wen Yan murmured sleepily: "Wine is really not a good thing."

He subconsciously wanted to knead the center of his brows to relieve the pain on his forehead, but before he could do anything, he noticed something strange in the palm of his hand.

"Oh, don't make trouble." A woman murmured next to her, and she felt a heat on her neck.

Sister Luo Qi? Because the timbre was so familiar, Wen Yan instantly identified the woman's identity.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw that the back of the sofa had been flattened and turned into a single bed.

Wang Luoqi was nestling in his arms, her long and round legs leaning against his abdomen, and her head resting on his neck.

this……

No wonder my body feels so heavy.

Looking at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, Wen Yan broke out in a cold sweat. Now is not ten years ago, he has grown up.

Totally capable...

He frantically checked their clothes.

"Huh." After a moment, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

The clothes are neat and tidy, and there is no drunken disorder.

Looking down at the water stains on his shirt and the glistening corners of the girl's mouth, Wen Yan shook his head.

It's been ten years, but the girl's habit of drooling while sleeping still hasn't changed.

He wanted to slap Wang Luoqi awake directly like he did when he was a child.

Well, let’s relive the taste of childhood!

"Tick tock..."

"Tick tock..."

But as soon as he raised his palm, before he could move, the cell phone on the table rang.

Then, he saw the girl in his arms, opening her beautiful sleepy eyes, looking at his raised palm, her expression a little dazed.

Three seconds later.

"What do you want to do?" Wang Luoqi regained consciousness.

Damn it, the phone rang at the right time, Wen Yan cursed in his heart.

He swallowed and explained: "Sister Luo Qi, I want to answer the phone."

"Oh, that's it!" Wang Luoqi didn't pay much attention.

As soon as she regained consciousness, she only had time to notice Wen Yan's raised palm. As for other abnormalities, she had not yet reacted.

"Huh?" She frowned: "Why are your legs numb?"

Then, she saw the current state of the two of them.

"Bang."

"Snapped."

"Wow."

With a burst of noise, Wen Yan was squeezed by Wang Luoqi's shoulders and pressed on the table.

"Wen Xiaoyan, you have become bolder!"

Wang Luoqi frowned his delicate crescent eyebrows and said angrily:

"How dare you sneak up on me while my sister is sleeping?"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Wen Yan became a little anxious.

He quickly explained: "Sister Luo Qi, I don't know what's going on. I woke up like this..."

"enough!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Luoqi interrupted:

"No matter what the reason is, this is not the reason for your following crimes."

"Sister Luo Qi, I'm drunk." Wen Yan explained weakly.

"If you are not allowed to drink, you must drink. If you drink, you will behave randomly."

It was okay if he didn’t mention drinking. When he mentioned drinking, Wang Luo Qi became even more angry:

"Sister, I finally understand why you insist on drinking even though I don't let you drink. It turns out you want to drink to make others bold."

As she spoke, she increased her intensity.

"ah!"

Wen Yan cried out in pain: "Stop, stop, stop, I remembered."

The pain brought Wen Yan back to consciousness, and he remembered what happened before.

After he and Wang Luoqi talked about the advertising slogan, he lay down on the sofa and fell asleep because he was getting drunk.

At that time, Wang Luoqi was still processing documents on the sofa opposite.

Therefore, he fell asleep first.

He won't take the blame.

After thinking about what happened, Wen Yan regained his confidence and shook his arms to break free of the girl's restraints.

He pointed at the sofa behind him and said angrily:

"Obviously I slept here first, who knows how you got up here?"

After hearing Wen Yan's question, Wang Luoqi also reacted.

It seems, it seems...that's really the case.

After Wen Yan lay on the sofa and fell asleep, she was still processing documents.

About two o'clock.

Li Yiyi came to the 210 box and said that the Shenji employees' party was coming to an end and wanted Wen Yan to go over and go through the motions.

But seeing Wen Yan sleeping soundly, she didn't let Li Yiyi disturb her.

After Li Yiyi left, she came to Wen Yan and wanted to cover him up again with his coat that had slipped off so as not to catch a cold.

However, as soon as she leaned down, she saw Wen Yan, who was sleeping soundly, still frowning, as if he was suffering from the pain of being drunk.

Wen Yan was the cub she had raised, and seeing Wen Yan in pain made her a little worried.

In order to make Wen Yan sleep more comfortably, she turned off the lights in the private room, sat next to Wen Yan, and continued to gently massage the acupuncture points on his head.

Then, at some point, as sleepiness gradually came over her, she fell asleep.

So, this is really her fault!

"Ahem..." Wang Luoqi was a little embarrassed.

"Who called this?"

Looking at the cell phone that had stopped ringing on the table, Wang Luoqi abruptly changed the subject:

"Don't you take a look? Don't miss important things."

Wen Yan: "..."

Well, he's used to it.

Every time Wang Luoqi did something wrong, he would forcefully change the subject.

Wen Yan even doubted whether Wang Luoqi also believed in what he said in his previous life——

As long as she is not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!

Seeing the girl actively handing the mobile phone to him, Wen Yan gave her a sideways glance to express his dissatisfaction.
To be continued...