Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

Chapter 188 Young Marshal, please listen to a song (7)

After eating non-stop, Yun Qian successfully supported herself, and she excused herself to go out to get some air and go around the yard to eat.

Fortunately, Yun Qian was not wearing a cheongsam today, otherwise her slightly bulging belly from eating too much would ruin the beauty of wearing a cheongsam.

It was getting late now, and the light in the yard was very weak. I could only rely on the lights in the corridor to identify my direction.

Yun Qian walked around the rockery several times, almost dizzy, when she met Xiao Ying who had just arrived in the yard.

Xiao Ying gave Yun Qian a friendly smile, and Yun Qian nodded lightly.

At the dinner table, Xiao Ying and Wen Xuan were chatting animatedly. The two of them met each other late, as if they were about to go out and turn left to pay their respects.

Xiao Ying is a plane heroine with a heroine aura, so it is normal for her to be close to some characters.

Wen Xuan obviously cared more about Wen Yu and his son than Wen Jin at the dinner table. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that both brothers and sister were quite indifferent to Wen Jin.

Wen Ge also respected his aunt very much, she answered whatever she asked, she was well-behaved, and she didn't look like a playboy outside at all.

After dinner, everyone dispersed. Wen Jin was left by Mr. Wen to talk about things, while Yun Qian was waiting for Wen Jin outside.

After a while, Wen Xuan came to the yard with two books in her arms, "Xiaoying, come quickly, this is the original book I brought back."

Wen Xuan originally called Xiao Ying, but did not notice Yun Qian next to Xiao Ying. When she got closer, she discovered the existence of Yun Qian who was blocked by the rockery.

"Miss Yun is here too?"

"Yes, Miss Wen, we happened to meet you," Yun Qian said.

"Since you are here, come and read a book with us." Wen Xuan invited.

Yun Qian couldn't think of any reason to refuse, so she had no choice but to sit on the chair in the corridor with the others.

The books Wen Xuan brought over were original works by several famous ideological secretaries with beautiful covers.

These books are very expensive at first glance, and they may not be sold in ordinary bookstores, so Yun Qian is generally out of reach.

Wen Xuan gave a copy to Yun Qian, "Please read this one first. This one is relatively easier to understand."

Yun Qian took the book and thanked her with a smile.

Wen Xuan and Xiao Ying were reading a book next to each other. When they encountered a certain idea, a heated discussion would break out. On the contrary, Yun Qian was much quieter.

Yun Qian read each word carefully, twisting her fingers through the leaves with delicate paper. The content in the book was not boring, but very attractive.

Suddenly, a trace of drizzle fell on Yun Qian's cheek. Yun Qian quickly closed the book and said, "It's raining, let's take shelter first."

The other two people heard it. Although they didn't feel whether it was raining or not, they still listened to Yun Qian's words.

Sure enough, it was just a thin drop of rain at first. When Yun Qian and the three of them hid in the corridor, the rain suddenly became heavier and it poured down heavily.

Yun Qian protected the book in her arms very well. She looked up at the rain curtain. She didn't know whether it was the sudden heavy rain or the concept she had just read. She felt inexplicably calm.

It is not possible to rule out the potential reason of being too full and feeling happy.

"The weather really changes at a moment's notice." Wen Xuan sighed.

"Now that it's over, how are we going to go back? It doesn't look like the rain will stop anytime soon." Xiao Ying said worriedly.

Yun Qian said nothing, opened the book while standing, and continued reading what she had just read.

Wen Xuan looked at Yun Qian's calm side face in trance, because Yun Qian gave her a very different feeling.

Three women stood side by side in the corridor. Some were looking at books seriously, while others were looking at the rain curtain in trance.

I don’t know how long it took, but a slender figure appeared at the circular arch in the courtyard. The man was holding an umbrella and stepping on the wet stone road step by step. The umbrella was slightly tilted forward, only revealing the figure’s graceful lips and superior features. mandible.

The rainwater on the umbrella slid down along the ribs, forming a rain curtain, which was so blurry that it was difficult to see clearly.

Wen Jin walked into the corridor, but the other two people spotted him first. Wen Xuan shouted in surprise: "Second brother, are you here to pick us up?"

A second brother pulled Yun Qian out of the golden room in the book, "Are you here?"

"Ah."

I don’t know who this answer is to, but Wen Jin’s actions are very clear.

He put away his umbrella, rushed outside the corridor to shake off the rainwater, and then walked to Yun Qian's side, "I'll take you back."

"Okay, just wait for me."

Yun Qian returned the book to Wen Xuan, "Thank you, Miss Wen, for the book. It's very interesting. Let's go first."

Wen Jin followed Yun Qian to the edge of the corridor, and was about to reach out to open the umbrella when Wen Xuan called out: "Second brother, won't you take me back first?"

Wen Jin looked strange: "I'm just here to pick up Qian Qian."

"...Then...what should we do?" Wen Xuan stamped her feet angrily.

"Some servants will come over."

Wen Jin finished speaking calmly, opened the umbrella and took Yun Qian into the rain curtain. The umbrella was tilted towards Yun Qian, and the two people's backs were intimate.

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After leaving Miss Wen to dry in the corridor for a while, she fortunately caught a cold and had a terrible cough.

Oh, by the way, Xiao Ying was no exception, both of them fell ill at the same time.

The first thing Wen Jin did after learning about Wen Xuan's illness was to rush to the karaoke bar. As a result, Yun Qian did not go to work today. According to her supervisor, she asked for leave.

He rushed to Yun Qian's home again and found that Yun Qian didn't have a cold. He just overslept and asked for leave to continue sleeping.

Yun Qian was also confused. As soon as he got up, he saw Wen Jin sitting at the table.

She floated over as if sleepwalking, then pinched Wen Jin's face and whispered, "Why are you here? Am I still dreaming? I must be dreaming, this face is so easy to pinch."

Wen Jin: "......"

Yun Yu watched with fear, fearing that the young marshal would remove Yun Qian's arm due to impatience.

Yun Qian was confused for a while and then woke up. Looking at the position of her hand, it was neither right to continue squeezing nor to take it back.

So he decided to be a dog and go to the end. The hand that was holding Wen Jin's face was holding his face instead, and he kissed Wen Jin on the face.

Wen Jin: "......"

Mica: “…………”

Was she worried about the wrong person just now? She should be worried about the young commander.

Yun Mu didn't want to see her daughter let herself go, so she covered her face and went back to her room.

Yun Qian chuckled: "Why did you come here so early today?"

"Wen Xuan is sick, and I'm worried about you." Wen Jin said matter-of-factly.

"I'm fine. I also wanted to ask you if you feel uncomfortable. Most of the umbrellas were on my side last night, and your shoulders were soaked."

When Yun Qian was sent home last night, Yun Qian realized that the outer half of her body was almost soaked, but she was not touched by the rain at all and was well protected.

"It doesn't matter to me." Wen Jin said casually.

Yun Qian held Wen Jin's face and shook it: "It's important, I think it's important."

After Wen Jin repeatedly assured that she was fine, Yun Qian relaxed.

"I'm going to Jindu Mansion today, can you accompany me?" Wen Jin asked as she buttoned the top button of the lining.

Wen Jin is not an introvert, he will express his needs and feelings, even if the person looks deserted.

Yun Qian liked the idea of ​​straight balls and agreed immediately.