A cunning emotion flashed through Nian Chengfu's black eyes.
He held Wen Qiao's waist and asked her to sit on him.
Wen Qiao didn't notice this at all. She was obsessed with the secret now. She only waited for Nian Chengfu to nod before she told the secret.
Nian Chengfu looked at Wen Qiao's shining eyes and felt soft in his heart.
"Tell me, what is this secret?"
"Uh-huh, listen carefully." Wen Qiao whispered to Nian Chengfu with a smile in his eyes: "Let me tell you, my fourth senior sister is the richest man in the country..."
Nian Chengfu raised his eyebrows slightly. He always thought that the secret was about Wen Qiao, but he didn't expect that a fourth senior sister would appear.
Afraid that Nian Chengfu wouldn't understand, Wen Qiao explained: "So, at that time, I didn't have to think about whether I had money or not. Instead, I thought about how to spend the money. You should know that I am not the one who makes money. It’s a lump of material, and it’s pretty good if it can provide you with three meals a day.”
So, this is what Wen Qiao wants to say.
Nian Chengfu held Wen Qiao's hand and tightened it a little.
He said: "From now on, as long as I am here, you can spend as much as you want..."
"You said it, then I won't be polite." Wen Qiao said, anyway, as long as she doesn't use her brain, she will be happy.
"You're welcome." Nian Chengfu couldn't hide his gentleness in his words.
No matter whether Wen Qiao comes from the 22nd century or the 59th century, she has always been her, the Wen Qiao who looks quiet and wise, but in fact has the innocence of a little girl.
He thought that for Wen Qiao to be like this, there must be someone who loves her and protects her.
She is not arrogant because of this love and care. She is even very sober and rational. She knows what she needs and what she should do...
"Okay, get up quickly, let's go down and have something to eat."
If you don’t eat when you get up in the morning, you are prone to gallstones.
The softness in his arms disappeared, and Nian Chengfu felt a little reluctant, but he still lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
When he moved like this, Wen Qiao realized that someone was wearing a pair of boxer briefs there. Probably because of the early morning wake-up call, the thing wrapped under the boxer briefs was particularly eye-catching...
Wen Qiao: “…….”
A narrow smile flashed in Nian Chengfu's eyes, and he said casually: "Wen Wen, are you satisfied?"
"rogue……."
The head tilts, the body turns, and the eyes are clear.
The rustling sound of dressing behind him reached his ears. Wen Qiao was afraid that he could not control his curiosity and turned around, so he simply closed his eyes and recited the meditation mantra silently in his heart, until a mellow magnetic voice sounded in his ears.
"Wenwen, let's wash up together..."
The sound reached my ears, with an itchy tingling sensation.
thump thump-
Wen Qiao's heart was beating fast. She turned around and saw the man wearing a white shirt and black trousers. The white shirt even had two buttons torn because he didn't have a tie. Wen Qiao's delicate collarbone and strong chest made Wen Qiao My throat felt a little itchy.
"You, aren't you cold?"
Wen Qiao stuttered a little, and his fingers unconsciously reached in front of him and fastened the two unbuttoned buttons.
After finishing this series of things, Wen Qiao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next moment, her face turned red... red.
Nian Chengfu looked at this scene, his dark eyes getting deeper and deeper.
He remembered that no matter how he teased her before, she didn't react at all. Could this be the difference between liking her and not liking her?
So, now Miss Wen... After knowing this, Nian Chengfu only felt a burning sensation in his chest.
The two of them washed up and went downstairs to have breakfast.
Wen Qiao went downstairs and discovered that she thought the resting place would be a hotel, but she didn't expect it to be in a bathing center.
Looking at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, Wen Qiao was a little speechless.
Diamonds on a crystal chandelier...really.
Even the jade and gold on the wall...are real.
This is truly a luxurious place.
"I don't know which rich man's territory this is. Look at this lamp and then look at the wall. Just deduct a little bit and it will be enough for a month's food expenses." Wen Qiao muttered.
Listening to Wen Qiao's muttering, the wealthy Nian Chengfu said: "..."
It's still the same private room, where breakfast has been prepared, including fruits, purple sweet potato porridge, soy milk and fried dough sticks...
Not much, but enough for two people.
"How do you know I want to eat purple sweet potato porridge today?" Wen Qiao sat on a chair looking at the purple sweet potato porridge and looked at Nian Chengfu with bright eyes.
Nian Chengfu was wearing a black coat and looked slender and noble.
After hearing what Wen Qiao said, he replied: "Yesterday I saw you staring at the purple sweet potato reluctantly. I thought you would miss it today, so I asked someone to make purple sweet potato porridge. I was worried that you wouldn't like it, so I asked someone to prepare it again. Fried dough sticks and soy milk, but now it seems that I was overthinking it.”
Wen Qiao felt a little sweet in her heart and praised: "My boyfriend is so attentive..."
Nian Chengfu was very pleased with Wen Qiao's praise. He sat down next to Wen Qiao and started eating slowly.
After the two of them had eaten and drank, Nian Chengfu took Wen Qiao to the company to handle matters. The two took the president's special elevator from the underground garage quietly without causing any sensation.
However, the secretarial department noticed Wen Qiao's presence when they went to report on their work. Even if there was no movement between the two of them, people from the secretarial department made such a move, and the entire prosperous world knew that their boss had brought the boss's wife.
At around one o'clock at noon, Nian Chengfu and Wen Qiao returned to Dexiang.
In the villa, Wen Qiao met Uncle Mo Yi, whom he hadn't seen for more than a month.
Uncle Mo Yi was still wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, holding his head as a Taoist priest, and his figure was looming.
Wen Qiao was a little surprised by Uncle Mo Yi's appearance. She asked, "Why are you here? Don't you need to bring an apprentice?"
Uncle Mo Yi glanced at Nian Chengfu, hesitated to speak, thought for a while, and said aggrievedly: "I have two apprentices, one is smart and I don't need to teach him, and the other is stupid and gives me a headache. I think if I continue to teach him, I'll go bald."
Wen Qiao laughed and said, "Don't worry, you weren't bald when you were old, and you won't be bald now."
Uncle Mo Yi did not continue this topic, but asked: "When do you plan to go to the Infinite Realm so that I can go with you? When Longhu Mountain moved, a teleportation array was set up. I don't know if that array is still there. .”
Wen Qiao: "Before going to the Infinite Realm, I plan to go back to Tianshan Mountain to have a look. As for the formation and other things, I believe Tianshan Mountain will also have it. But before going to the Infinite Realm, don't you need to go back to Longhu Mountain to have a look?"
Uncle Mo Yi muttered: "What is there to see in Longhu Mountain? I have stayed in Longhu Mountain for countless years. I finally came out. Naturally, I want to go out and see more. But you also know that I still I can’t even eat in this body, let alone do anything else.”
Wen Qiao: "Then wait three or four months after the New Year and see. Xiaotian has an unresolved matter. If he doesn't deal with it, it will affect his practice in the future..."
Uncle Mo Yi nodded: "What you are saying is that I will go back and explain to my apprentice later, but seriously Taiyi, do you have any quick methods for teaching apprentices? Otherwise, I would like to ask you for advice... ….”
Uncle Mo Yi stretched out his fingers and gestured.
Wen Qiao knew that Uncle Mo Yi was worried about Quanyao.
Just like in the past, when children couldn't learn things, parents had a headache.
But think about it carefully. How old Uncle Mo Yi is and how old Quan Yao are. They are two completely different extremes. It’s already great that they can talk to each other, let alone one who teaches as a teacher and the other as a teacher. Learn as a student.
(End of this chapter)