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Chapter 37 Wen Yan's Sassy Operation

Chapter 37 Wen Yan’s sexy moves

After finishing their meal, the group of people left the restaurant.

During the meal, several adults had already agreed that they would go to the mall together in the afternoon to buy some toys for the two little guys.

But when checking out, Lin Jianjun suddenly received a call from a relative, saying that he had to rush home for something, so the plan was shelved.

When the little girl heard the news, her face fell instantly. If the old lady hadn't reacted in time, she would have almost performed a dolphin sound at the door of the restaurant.

Although the little girl calmed down after the old lady's persuasion, she still didn't want to leave and insisted on playing with Wen Yan.

Finally, it was Wu Wanqing who came up with the idea. She used the old lady's mobile phone to take a photo of Wen Yan and fooled the little girl into saying:

"When you miss your brother, you can look at his photos. Think about it, wouldn't it be fun?"

The little girl's eyes lit up when she heard it, and she thought the idea was great.

In order to get rid of this clingy little girl as soon as possible, Wen Yan also agreed to Wu Wanqing's suggestion.

However, he regretted it after taking the photo.

Looking at the white wall behind me, I thought of what the little girl said to myself before leaving: "Brother, when I miss you, I will look at your photos."

Wen Yan's scalp went numb instantly.

He was really afraid of the little girl, so he put a few small white flowers before giving him another photo.

After parting ways with Lin Jianjun's family, Wu Wanqing took Wen Yan to the amusement park to pick up the car.

On the road.

Wen Yan's little face felt a little bitter, he touched his bulging belly and sighed.

I just can't stand it because I'm young, so after eating such a small amount, my stomach can't stand it.

This completely misses the pleasure of a buffet.

Wen Yan thought of his previous life, during his rebellious adolescence, when he and several friends often went to Internet cafes to play night games, commonly known as Internet cafe night boys.

They also have their own slogan: "If you drink a bottle of Coke all night, whoever wants extra food is a dog."

After playing the game all night, they are naturally hungry, so they will go to the buffet dungeon.

That is a vivid interpretation of "holding on the wall to get in, holding on to the wall to get out", and it is all about making the most of your ticket money.

Wen Yan felt that even though he was a bit of a middle-class student at that time, that period was also the happiest moment in his life.

There is no pressure, only wantonness, that is youth!

"Hiccup" Wen Yan rubbed his belly and burped.

Wu Wanqing, who was holding his little hand, noticed something strange about him.

She knelt down and rubbed Wen Yan's belly, and asked worriedly:

"What's wrong with you, little guy? Are you full?"

"It's not that Auntie told you, don't force yourself if you can't eat. You must be feeling very uncomfortable now. Auntie feels distressed just looking at you." Her tone was very gentle.

If she hadn't been the culprit for overstuffing herself, Wen Yan would have almost believed her lies.

Bah, a woman's mouth is a liar.

This woman just wants to see his jokes, and Wen Yan won't let her get her wish.

Rubbing his belly, he said with a normal expression:

"Auntie, I'm fine. My digestion is very good. This little food can't sustain me. I'll be fine soon~"

But the "burp" at the end revealed that he was holding on.

"Haha." Wu Wanqing's eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

She poked Wen Yan's forehead with her white fingers: "Little guy, just be tough."

"Here, let Auntie rub it for you so that you can feel better." Wu Wanqing put her palm on Wen Yan's belly as she spoke.

Seeing the little guy hiccupping, Wu Wanqing also felt a little distressed. She regretted the random joke she had just made with Wen Yan.

It must be very uncomfortable for such a young child to eat so much.

Wu Wanqing said while rubbing Wen Yan's belly:

"Little guy, why are you so serious? Auntie was just making a joke for you. Even if you don't finish eating, you'll be fine."

"But if you don't finish it, it will be wasted. The dean and grandma often tell us that wasting food is not a good behavior." Wen Yan replied seriously.

Wu Wanqing was a little surprised. She didn't expect Wen Yan to answer like this.

She hugged Wen Yan into her arms again and pinched the tip of his nose. She smiled and said:

"Little guy, you are so sensible. Auntie is becoming more and more interested in you."

Wu Wanqing hugged her a little harder, which made Wen Yan's already bloated stomach even more uncomfortable.

He suddenly regretted that he would not have filled the cup if he had known better.

Although he was not used to wasting food, what really made him grit his teeth and finish it was the fine in the cafeteria.

As a small money addict, he would not allow such things as fines to happen to him.

After all, how happy you are when you pay for free, but how sad you are when you are fined.

"Auntie, please be gentle, my stomach hurts." Wen Yan tried his best to lean back, trying to break away from Wu Wanqing's arms.

Wu Wanqing also realized that she was a little too strong, so she quickly let go of her arm around Wen Yan.

He said apologetically:

"Hey, little guy, you are so lovable that my aunt couldn't hold back her strength for a while."

Wen Yan: "."

You are really a master at blaming someone else. Seeing Wu Wanqing's serious look, Wen Yan felt helpless to complain.

Wait until the two of them get back to the car.

Wu Wanqing was about to start the car when she heard Wen Yan ask from the side:

"Auntie, my phone is out of battery, can you let me use your phone?"

"You can't use your mobile phone while riding in the car. It's not good for your eyes." Wu Wanqing tapped Wen Yan's forehead with her finger.

She thought Wen Yan wanted to play games. After all, many children of this age used their parents' mobile phones as game consoles.

From her point of view, Wang Luoqi should not give the little guy a mobile phone at this time.

Wen Yan knew that Wu Wanqing had misunderstood, so he explained:

"Every day at this time, I have to send a message to the dean's grandmother. If I don't send it, she should be worried."

"That's it, the little guy is so sensible." Wu Wanqing took out her cell phone from her bag and handed it to Wen Yan.

She didn't think much about it.

After all, what kind of bad thoughts can a five- or six-year-old child have?

"Thank you, Auntie." Wen Yan took the phone.

In fact, he has mild "battery anxiety".

Every time before going out, if his mobile phone is not fully charged, he will feel that something is missing, and he will feel unspeakably awkward.

Therefore, his mobile phone still has more than 70 years of battery life.

He borrowed Wu Wanqing's mobile phone not to send a message to Dean Wen. The old lady was probably still napping at this time.

Wen Yan usually only messages her at night.

As for the reason why Wen Yan borrowed his cell phone?

Of course, it was to eliminate the "evidence", and he didn't want Wu Wanqing to cause any trouble again.

If he doesn't delete all these photos, if she posts them to Moments again, won't his lies be exposed directly?

Wen Yan opened the photo album with a flick of her hand and selected dozens of photos taken by Wu Wanqing in amusement parks and restaurants.

Click: Delete!

Just in case, he found the recently deleted records in the recycle bin and continued to click delete.

This wave, this wave will prevent future troubles!

A smile appeared on the corner of Wen Yan's mouth. Isn't it just a sexy operation? Who would it be the same to?

hey-hey……

The next chapter is still being written.

But the number of words is already enough for one chapter.

But during the Chinese New Year, I want to make it longer for everyone.

So, it will be a little late.

However, it will definitely be sent out within half an hour.

Also, give me some tickets!
Chapter completed!
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