Tan Wanjun clicked on this account called "Call Me Xiaowen Brother" Wasteland Food Series Video.
"What if one day the world ends, what should we do?..."
"Under the biting cold wind of winter, nothing can be more inspiring than a steaming bowl of real beef instant noodles. In today's episode, Brother Xiao Wen brings you a wasteland food video...
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Looking at the video, Brother Xiaowen is explaining the content of this series of videos in a confident and slightly honest accent.
As well as the familiar dishes in the video, and the friend he called "Ayu".
Tan Wanjun's mind was already confused.
Even when Caitou came back with a sauce plate, she didn't notice it.
"Junjun? Junjun? What's wrong with you? You don't really know Brother Xiaowen, do you? Well, God, if you do, can you ask him to invite you as a guest? If you don't have any other requirements, just bring me with you.
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Guo Caicai saw that Tan Wanjun was still staring at Brother Xiaowen's video on her phone, and her previously suppressed curiosity suddenly aroused.
She didn't doubt that there was something going on between the two of them. After all, Brother Xiaowen's wife had appeared on the scene. Even if her silly best friend gave her a lot of courage, she wouldn't dare to interfere in such a thing.
I just thought that if the two of them could get to know each other, wouldn't it be possible for Brother Xiaowen to introduce new delicacies in the future?
As we all know, being the neighbor of the UP owner in the food court is a very popular profession!
Tan Wanjun didn't know what to say for a moment, and her mind was in a mess now, but when she saw the waiter serving the dishes, she looked at the hairy tripe, lamb slices, hairy blood, yellow throat...
She cursed secretly that she was really nothing.
How can you be distracted while eating?
She shook her head, picked up the lemonade on the table and drank it in one gulp, then stretched out her hand, put one hand on her leg, and the other hand said hello, and said to the dish in a heroic posture.
"Ba said it! Brother Xun once said: You must be pious when cooking! Eating first is a sign of respect! Wow~"
As she said that, she picked up a piece of cucumber, took a bite of it, then picked up the hairy belly and started eating.
On the other hand, Caitou on the other side saw that this idiot was trying to eat first, so he quickly picked up his chopsticks and started eating, for fear that he would lose one bite if he was slow.
So, the two of them happily ate hot pot in an atmosphere that looked like they were fighting over each other, but actually took care of each other. They chatted about gossip and trivial matters in life from time to time. The two of them laughed happily.
Call.
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At around nine o'clock in the night, the two of them left happily. The two girls still had a sense of propriety and did not dare to be too late.
After returning to the room, Tan Wanjun took a shower first, put on the facial mask, and leaned on the bed. Then she took out her mobile phone and clicked on Xiaobo Station.
Find the watch list and click on the personal account information called "Call me Brother Xiaowen".
"Business cooperation V: XXXXXXX... (Please note the purpose of your visit when adding, thank you!)"
She copied the number and clicked on Weixin. After searching, she found the Weixin signal whose name was "Brother Xiaowen*" and tapped the screen with her finger.
Add friends and note information: Wu Wen? Ziyang Shelter? Do you know Fang Yu, Tan Wanjun, and Xiao Yuanxin?
After clicking send, Tan Wanjun put her phone next to the bed a little nervously, feeling anxious.
But soon, her phone beeped, she clicked on the screen, and her friend application was approved!
at the same time.
Wu Wen happily sat in front of the computer with a bottle of green and red wine and watched videos.
Chen Xue went to take a shower.
Wu Wen was now naked from the waist up, wearing only shorts, and the bed was messy. It was obvious that the two of them had just done some exercise.
Wu Wen touched the muscles on her body that had begun to strengthen and nodded with satisfaction.
Ever since the first dream, Wu Wen didn't know why. Maybe it was the cruel world in the dream that made him suddenly feel a sense of crisis.
It's like some patients with doomsday anxiety, except it's not that severe.
But as a UP owner and a fat nerd, his round abdominal muscles made him very insecure.
In addition, he has a wife and a daughter. After having that dream, one day he suddenly asked himself, if there was such a crisis, could he protect the person he wanted to protect based on the current situation?
It was just like the experience I had in the hotel in my dream.
If it hadn't been for Fang Yu, perhaps both herself and Tan Wanjun would have died or been worse off than dead under those scumbags.
And once he replaced Tan Wanjun with Chen Xue, some kind of uncontrollable fear kept him from being so indifferent.
So, after that time, he began to pay attention to his daily routine and started exercising.
What made him feel a little strange was that he was also a lazy cancer patient with procrastination and weak willpower.
But when he really started to make plans and start exercising, he unexpectedly discovered that he could stick to it.
It even feels a bit like enjoying it.
After three months of non-stop moderate exercise, he lost weight directly. His muscles began to slowly take shape, his face became clear-cut, and he looked more energetic and good-looking.
The most intuitive manifestation is that his wife now likes to touch or pinch his body after she is finished. Her infatuated look makes him feel even more comfortable and proud.
After a nice sip of green and red wine, Wu Wen suddenly heard the beep of her cell phone.
When I opened it, I saw it was a friend request.
He clicked on the application information.
"Wu Wen? Ziyang Shelter? Do you know Fang Yu, Tan Wanjun, and Xiao Yuanxin?"
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Wu Wen stood up in fright.
This message is still on the phone.
Every word in the application information made him feel ridiculous.
Ziyang Shelter...
Fang Yu...
Tan Wanjun...
Little Yuan Xin...
Could it be... am I still in a dream?!
Wu Wen suddenly felt a panic.
After all, the world in dreams is not that beautiful.
"No! Xue'er!! Xue'er! And Linlin!! And my mother!"
Wu Wen muttered the names of his wife, daughter and mother.
He came to the bathroom first. There was still the sound of water running in the bathroom. Wu Wen turned off the handle, opened the door and rushed in.
"Wife!"
Chen Xue, who was taking a shower, was startled by the sound of opening the door. She blushed when she saw it was Wu Wen. She thought he was planning to do something new, but she was still covered in foam, and the bathroom was not safe. It was easy to
Injuried.
"You are getting more and more... it's really... the bathroom is too slippery, you will get hurt!"
Chen Xue spat at her husband.
I just feel like this guy is getting more and more ridiculous!
However, why does she like it a little bit in her heart...
When she saw Chen Xue, Wu Wen breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward. Regardless of the foam on her body, Wu Wen reached out and touched her face, then lowered her head and asked with a look of joy and affection.
"Well..."
Chen Xue felt the gratuitous love in Wu Wen's eyes. Although she didn't understand it, she just felt that this guy was getting better and better. It had been so long, so why could he not bear a kiss now?
After Wu Wen kissed her and confirmed that the lover in his arms was real, he rubbed her wet hair, said something, and asked her to wash it slowly, being careful of slipping, and then went out, leaving only a little hair.
Chen Xue is confused.
After leaving the door, Wu Wen went to her daughter Wu Linlin's room, quietly opened the room, and saw her daughter's cute sleeping posture and the kicked-over quilt.
Smiling, he stepped forward and covered himself with the quilt again, then kissed his daughter's cheek before slowly withdrawing.
When he came to his mother's door, he didn't go in this time. He just stayed at the door, listening to his mother's snoring inside, and then left directly.
Returning to the room again, looking at the messages on the phone, the brows that had been lowered were frowned again.
He moved his fingers slightly, agreed to the friend request, and then sent his first message.
