Jian Yao complained that he was bored, so he led Wen Xin to play a game, Super Mario.
"Hey, hey, jump quickly! Why are you standing still!"
In the living room, Jian Yao's loud voice kept shouting.
Wen Wen held the game controller, her watery eyes were fixed on the screen, her face was tense, and she was obviously very involved in playing. She was originally nervous and afraid of dying, but when Jian Yao yelled at her, her hands shook.
, Mario fell into the abyss, disappointing music sounded, and the "game over" popped up on the big LCD screen.
Wen Xin glanced at Jian Yao guiltily.
Jian Yao had a face that said "I hate iron but cannot become steel", stared at her with blue eyes like the sea, and reprimanded: "Why are you so stupid? You have a top-notch master to guide you, and you still make glorious sacrifices one after another. It's really
I'm furious!"
Seeing him so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames, Wen Xin was like a primary school student who made a mistake, lowering his head to accept the teacher's lesson.
Aunt Qiao smiled and smoothed things over, "Master Jian, you are an expert, but Miss Wen is a novice, so she will inevitably make mistakes due to nervousness. You should be more patient and teach her, famous teachers will always produce great disciples."
Aunt Qiao knew Jian Yao's temper quite well. Sometimes he was just like a big kid, and he would calm down after the rain.
Wen Xin struck while the iron was hot and said very sincerely: "Jian Yao, I'm sorry, let's do it again."
Jian Yao was not a person with a bad attitude. He snorted twice and walked down the steps, "Okay, you have to give me some air this time!"
"Yeah, yeah." Wen Xin nodded like garlic.
No one accompanied her when she was young, but now Jian Yao plays with her like a kind big brother, which seems to make up for some of the missing joy in childhood. Wen Wenxin is very happy all afternoon, and there is always a smile on her pretty little face.
She hasn't been this relaxed and at ease in a long time!
In the middle of the night, the cold moon is like a hook.
The ringtone of her mobile phone broke the tranquility. Wen Xin was sleeping in a daze. The person beside her moved. In the haze, she heard Rong Li's deep voice, which was filled with chills.
"...Where is he now?"
"You guys stay on guard first. If anything happens, notify me immediately and I'll go over right away..."
The lights in the bedroom suddenly turned on, and she subconsciously covered her eyes with the back of her hands. After she got used to the light, she looked to the side.
Rong Li had already stood up and entered the cloakroom.
She looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was one o'clock in the morning.
Rong Li quickly changed his clothes. Wen Xin sat up on the bed and asked him softly, "Rong Li, do you want to go out?"
"Yes." His expression was stern, and the surging anger was suppressed in his bright black eyes. He returned to the bed and took out his mobile phone, his eyes falling on her face, "Have a good rest, and call Aunt Qiao up if you need anything."
He didn't say what he wanted to do, but replied warmly and sensibly: "Well, then please pay attention to your safety."
Rong Li responded and walked out while making a phone call. It seemed that the matter was very urgent.
The door closed and the previous tranquility returned to the room. Wenxin turned off the lights and lay back in bed.
She stared at the ceiling, no longer sleepy, and frowned. She slowly turned sideways, thought for a moment, reached out her hand, and touched his remaining warmth.
The aura of Rong Li always gave her a sense of calm and security.
And this is precisely what she lacks and desires most.
An idea suddenly came to mind. In the darkness, a hint of shyness appeared on the girl's pretty face. No one would see it anyway, so she carefully moved her body and slept in the position where Rong Li had slept.
His breath lingered around him, sleepiness gradually came over him, and he fell asleep warmly hugging the soft quilt.
When she got up the next day, she learned from Aunt Qiao that Jian Yao had left with her last night, and Rong Li had arranged for professional medical staff to take care of her.
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