The group pet green tea dressed as cannon fodder really young master

Wen Cha walked in front of Wen Rong, and under Wen Rong's surprised eyes, gently hugged him.

Wen Rong's whole body froze for a moment, then slowly relaxed, he gently stroked the gentle and soft black hair: "What's the matter?"

"Brother, don't be sad." Wen Cha whispered.

Wen Rong's cold limbs suddenly gave birth to a warm current from his heart and spread to his blood.

sad?

Wen Rong may have been sad since he was a child.He and Wen Xingsheng have no father-son relationship. He once envied Wen Xingsheng's fatherly love for Wen Leshui, but later the love and hatred faded away, and he felt that there was no entanglement.

After knowing that Wen Leshui was Wen Xingsheng's own son, he felt such a sense of calm and slightly outrageous absurdity.

Abandoning his own son, letting the illegitimate son Jiu occupy the magpie's nest, even the reincarnation of char siu can't describe the extent of Wen Xingsheng's cerebral thrombosis.

Wen Rong patted Wen Cha's shoulder: "I haven't regarded him as my father for a long time, I will send him to reunite with Wen Leshui."

The fragility and loneliness that appeared on Wen Rong's body for a short time dissipated, replaced by coldness and sharpness, like a blade of wind and ice, with a sense of coolness.It is also like a wolf with green eyes shining faintly, ready to pounce on the opponent at any time.

"Little Cha, be good, leave this matter to me." Wen Rong didn't want Wen Cha to be involved in disputes, he would use his own way to seek justice for him, Wen Cha and Xue Mei.

"Good night." Wen Rong said goodbye to him, and when he walked to the door, he found that the door was unlocked, and when he opened the door, there was silence outside, at this point Xue Mei and Wang Ma should have gone to sleep early, and no one would have heard them.He walked back to his room, silently thinking about what to do next.

"Brother Wen Cha, have you eaten any explosives today?" Zheng Mingzhong stared at Wen Cha in astonishment.

On the racing track, Wen Cha stepped down from the car that was sprinting across the line, and the little zeros around him held each other's hands and screamed "I can" with weird laughter, while those 1s silently rolled up their sleeves to give Warm tea to show off their well-built biceps.

Wen Cha didn't look sideways, walked over to Zheng Mingzhong and sat down coldly, picked up the mineral water bottle on the ground and unscrewed it, raised his throat, and his delicate Adam's apple rolled when he swallowed the water.

Zheng Mingzhong faintly heard the sharper chicken crowing of the little zeros, and he was still trying to imitate the action of warming the tea.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

He and Wen Cha made an appointment a few days ago and then changed it temporarily. After two days of delay, they finally met Wen Cha, but the other party started racing at a high speed. It was driven hard, and there was a chilling murderous look.

"Treasure your life, brother, although you have bought insurance, your family does not lack the money, and you are the most important thing." Zheng Mingzhong said earnestly.

Wen Cha took off his gloves slowly: "Don't worry, some people are still alive, so how could something happen to me."

Zheng Mingzhong carefully glanced at the warm tea, which was wet with sweat on his temples, full of vigor and murderous intent, his eyes rolled, and he grabbed the warm tea's gloves fiercely: "Brother, I was wrong!"

?

Wen Cha disliked his surprise: "Master, why are you crazy?"

ah?It turned out that it had nothing to do with him, it was his own misunderstanding.

Zheng Mingzhong was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Wen Cha gave him a half-smile look: "Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Good guy, I dug a hole for myself.

Zheng Mingzhong bitterly weighed his words: "That's right, that's right, next time when I give you a tip-off, I will definitely confirm whether the news is reliable, and I must not deceive you again."

Who knew that Qi Xiuzhu was helping Mrs. Qi get the ring, he is a genuine c dog, the c dog's eyes are different from others, even if there is no sugar, he can forcefully turn it into candy.Qi Xiuzhu went to get the ring, rounding it up to marry Wen Cha, he packed up and went to be the best man right away.

"Hehe." Wen Cha smiled lively, and Zheng Ming felt cool in his heart.

"I'll lend you my long-cherished racing car for a month." Zheng Mingzhong has a car king, with good performance and good appearance, which is hard to change. No matter how many people covet him, he refuses to borrow it. Now it can be said that he is reluctant to give up his love.

The warm tea was unmoved.

"Two months!" Zheng Mingzhong gritted his teeth.

Wen Cha sneered.

"Brother, isn't it? Do you want me to give it to you?" Zheng Mingzhong yelled, "No, this is really not possible!"

"Half a year." Wen Cha said.

It can only be said that Wen Cha understands Mr. Lu Xun's "opening the skylight theory" very well, and Zheng Mingzhong's heart is bleeding, "OK!"

"Hey, if you and Xiuzhu get married, I will definitely use that car as a wedding car. How about it, are you motivated enough!" The person who knocked on c was so persistent, Zheng Mingzhong immediately burst into laughter.

"I don't want to get married." Wen Cha responded indifferently.

"Ah? Alas!" Just two syllables fully express Zheng Mingzhong's inner journey.

Why is his hair so bad?

Zheng Mingzhong tried his best to win the respect: "Well, the man's ambition is everywhere, and Xiuzhu is also working hard in his career, so you can concentrate on your studies and talk about future things later."

"What's next?" Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, and Wen Cha's exclusive driver just arrived.

Now Zheng Mingzhong regretted that he promised the group of sisters to let them see warm tea. Their shouts were loud in his ears, and it was even more loud when Qi Xiuzhu came.

"Old Gong, my destined husband fell from the sky."

"Qi Xiuzhu."

"So indifferent and ruthless, I love him so much, I hope he whips me up."

This group of people talked endlessly, and there was nothing to say, Zheng Mingzhong took the time to turn around and glared at them to tell them to shut up.

The little zeros rolled their eyes weakly:

"God, why are you attacking us all of a sudden?"

"I didn't praise him, he was jealous."

Forget it, he admits defeat.Zheng Mingzhong turned his head to pretend that those background sounds didn't exist.

Wen Cha and Qi Xiuzhu were talking, one raised his head slightly, the other lowered his head, one was slender and the other was tall and handsome, very harmonious.

"Uncle." Wen Cha called Qi Xiuzhu.

Zheng Mingzhong grasped that something was wrong: "Why are you still called Uncle? It's so strange."

Back then Wen Cha was called Uncle Qi Xiuzhu because he and Qi Junhao were fiancés, so they called Qi Xiuzhu the older generation, and now the engagement has been broken.

"I'm used to it, it's fine, there's no need to change it." Qi Xiuzhu spoke first.

Warm Tea is smiling but not smiling.

It really doesn't matter what it's called, it can still stimulate each other in bed.

The whispering behind came again:

"Does Qi Xiuzhu have an affair with Wen Cha? How did I see the spark?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, my DNA has moved, and I feel it too."

"It's only a second from heartbeat to heartbreak. I really want to join them."

After their reminders, Zheng Mingzhong looked at the two of them carefully, and secretly felt that what he noticed earlier was wrong.

Qi Xiuzhu is handsome, very handsome, but that kind of cold and untouchable handsome, but when he is with Wen Cha, he has a faint possessive desire. His hand is rubbing the back of Wen Cha's neck. This is an extremely handsome man. Dangerous movements, like swearing sovereignty, add a bit of indescribable sexual tension.

It is indeed the c he knocked on.

"Are you leaving? Go, I'll run a few laps before going home." Zheng Mingzhong sent them away enthusiastically.

Just as another convoy was about to leave, he greeted them and walked quickly, leaving the two of them in place.

"Uncle, you still haven't let go of your hand." Wen Cha gently broke away.

The place where Qi Xiuzhu's fingertips touched was not elsewhere, he was kissed and bitten last night.

Putting Zheng Mingzhong's pigeons in the warm tea was not because of a temporary errand, but because of his backache after working with Qi Xiuzhu, and he really didn't have the energy to drive.

"Let's go." Wen Cha arrogantly commanded the driver in every sense.

Qi Xiuzhu has long been used to it, including yesterday when Wen Cha suddenly proposed to meet him, and when they met, he kissed and bit him as if to vent a bad mood.

Anyway, just treat him as a tool man.

"What's wrong?" Qi Xiuzhu didn't have time to ask what happened in the confusion after meeting yesterday.

Wen Cha sat in the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt. On the huge jewelry poster outside the car window, the model showed the ring happily, saying "True love lasts forever".

Wen Cha repeated the word, quite mockingly: "True love..."

Whether it's his parents who played with each other and quarreled hysterically in his previous life, or the scumbag who betrayed his family now, they all love to do anything wrong in the name of true love.

After contacting Wen Cha and asking him to tell Wen Rong what he said, Qi Xiuzhu understood: "What happened to your family?"

There is a lot of gossip in wealthy families, but the gossip can only be attributed to those categories, and he immediately guessed things in sevens and eights.

"Wen Xingsheng." Qi Xiuzhu's tone subconsciously lowered.

Seeing that Qi Xiuzhu was angry, Wen Cha's expression softened a little, and he started to make other jokes: "Recently your mother also urged marriage, and Zheng Mingzhong also urged marriage, do you mean to bribe them secretly? ?”

"No, maybe everyone wants it." Qi Xiuzhu denied.

Wen Cha sneered, pull it down, he's becoming more and more deceptive.

It turned out that they were just persuading Wen Cha and Qi Xiuzhu to give it a try, but now they are directly persuading them to get married, there must be hints of Qi Xiuzhu's calmness in it.

"I'm not getting married. I want to have a lifetime of love, changing one every day." Wen Cha said very coolly, crossing his arms.

Qi Xiuzhu stared at Wen Cha, and asked with a smile, which seemed to be a relaxed tease and a deep threat, of course not for Wen Cha, it seemed that he wanted to tear Wen Cha's so-called lifetime love:

"you dare?"

Wen Cha is best at playing disco in the minefield: "Why don't you dare? It would be nice not to get married. Now I'm going to have a campus romance with Xiao Xianrou, and when I get older, I will do some money transactions with rich old men, and finally return to mediocrity. I'm going to raise a few little milk dogs and little wolf dogs."

Wen Cha looked at Qi Xiuzhu critically: "You are in the ranks of wealthy old men, wait in line."

Qi Xiuzhu hooked his hair with one hand and gently stroked it, and wrapped his other hand around his waist: "Can't you take the position earlier?"

"I'm very principled." Wen Cha refused.

Wen Cha's waist is very thin, with a deep groove, Qi Xiuzhu's hand strokes up the groove:

"Xiao Xianrou is young and energetic and doesn't know how to be considerate. He will lose his temper with you and miss you when he is busy playing games. I feel wronged if I don't look for you for an hour."

Wen Cha: ...Suddenly, I couldn't hold back anymore.

Green tea is always favored by green tea.

Qi Xiuzhu gave a soft laugh. He was so close that Wencha could feel the gentle resonance in his chest. He rubbed Wencha's lips, which gradually changed from pale pink to red, and finally kissed him. His throat was almost like a murmur. After saying a word, Wen Cha raised his head to respond to him, but he couldn't hear it clearly, it seemed to be:

"Admit it, you can do whatever you want, as long as you are by your side."

Driver Qi clicked to stop, and started the car after sitting upright, and he couldn't stop the scene if it continued.

Wen Cha looked at the other party's shirt collar which was deliberately smoothed but still a little crooked, and hummed twice.

The car drove back to Wen's house, and Wen Rong spotted Qi Xiuzhu's car from a distance, and he saw his younger brother getting out of the car.

The two looked at each other, Wen Rong sparked unilaterally, Qi Xiuzhu nodded gently and politely, Wen Rong said "Xiaocha, go home", and walked into the house without looking back.

Today is the day when the first episode of "Let's Go Gathering the Wind" starts broadcasting. The program team strikes while the iron is hot and edits the first episode of the recording process and puts it on the Internet.To cheer them up, Wen Rong got off work early and had dinner with them, then cast the show on the big-screen TV in the living room.

While waiting, he refreshed the circle of friends by the way, and as a result, everyone took screenshots or took pictures to send to the circle of friends, exactly the same variety show pages from different angles and different quality:

[Wait for my brother to come out]

[Give me warm tea male god to join me, don't miss it when you pass by]

[Waiting for my wife to come out, the waiting flowers are all gone, my wife remembers to give me a thumbs up when she sees it]

[This circle of friends broadcasts my feelings about variety shows, everyone is welcome to discuss together]

The group building of the circle of friends is more focused than his own brother.

Not to be outdone, Wen Rong directly took a picture of Wen Cha's side face with crystal clear jade complexion, who was playing with the backlight of his mobile phone: [Wait for brother. ]

Others are live broadcasts, only he has a real person, Wen Rong knows how to show off without leaving a trace.

Immediately, a bunch of little red dots popped up:

[Brother sends more beautiful photos of younger brother, younger brother rrr, I can]

[Later, nostalgia is a small mobile phone, my wife is inside and I am outside]

[No, no, no, you don’t have to grow up the way I like]

[Good guy, you've been killed by Brother Wen Cha's beauty? Look up and see who you're calling brother?Who are you talking to]

Immediately delete the first few comments, and quickly swipe and kneel, and reply in unison: [Brother Rong, I'm sorry, I didn't wake up]

Soon, a like appeared in the comment area, from Wen Cha's profile picture.

Wen Rong quickly raised his head, Wen Cha smiled brightly at him, and he also slowly smiled:

Such a good brother belongs to his family.

Xue Mei and Wang Ma came out with snacks and milk tea: "Have you started?"

"Not yet, Mom came just in time." Wen Cha moved the seat and let Xue Mei sit next to him, "Come and watch Wang Ma too."

Wang Ma didn't hesitate, and responded with a smile: "Okay."

The program group seems to know what it means to be addicted to people. Several times, the silhouette of Wencha appeared, but after a long time of talking and talking, they just didn't give Wencha a positive face.

Wen Cha glanced at their expressions, and was about to quietly turn off the barrage display.Wen Rong stopped him: "It's okay."

The content of the scolding looked quite cool to him.

The guests were quite awkward after meeting. Those in different fields were unfamiliar, and those in the same field had competition.

It was not until the end that warm tea came late, and the camera was particularly fond of warm tea. The light and shadow kissed his chiseled and bright face just right. He squinted his eyes in the sun, and the corners of his mouth curved to reveal a small row of teeth to greet the guests. One sentence seems to splash the white canvas with vibrant greenery: "Hi."

Not only did the guests raise their hands and say "Hi" in unison.

The barrage also rioted.

[Hi, wife! ]

[Wife shines on stage]

[Is there anything more important than seeing your wife? ]

[Long live my wife, number one in the world! ]

Where has Wang Ma seen such a battle, her mouth is so long: "Hey, when can polyandry be allowed? Are people so unreserved now? The young master must protect himself when he goes out."

Xue Mei, a little expert at surfing the Internet, explained with a smile: "It's just a nickname for Xiaocha. Don't worry, Mama Wang."

"Oh oh oh." It turned out to be like this, Wang Ma said that she had learned a lot.

The door of the porch opened suddenly, and a person no one wanted to see appeared—Wen Xingsheng walked in with a briefcase in his arms, and was surprised to see them all in the living room: "Why are they all there?"

Wen Cha subconsciously looked at Wen Rong first, for fear that Wen Rong would not control his temper and punch Wen Xingsheng to death.

But Wen Rong glanced at him coldly, no different from usual.

The beauty paid attention to him, Wen Xingsheng rubbed his nose resentfully, looked at the TV set and understood: "Oh, the variety show is on air."

Wen Cha looked at Wen Xingsheng differently now.

At first, he just thought that Wen Xingsheng was a piece of barbecued pork, but he didn't expect that he planned everything quietly, and he could be called the instigator.Sure enough, a dog that doesn't like to bark will bite people, and a dog that looks silly will get rabies.

"I'll take a look too." Wen Xingsheng said, sitting next to Xue Mei.

Wen Xingsheng's relationship with Xue Mei has eased recently, after humbly apologizing to Xue Mei earnestly, Xue Mei reluctantly maintained peace with him in front of others.It's just that both of them know that they can't go back to the past, and Xue Mei treats him wholeheartedly.

Seeing Wang Ma sitting on the sofa with them, Wen Xingsheng frowned quickly. When Wang Ma saw it, she stood up embarrassedly: "The dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen haven't been washed yet, I'll go to work, young master, turn around and I'll See you when you have time."

Xue Mei didn't know what Wang Ma was thinking: "Wang Ma, it's okay, let's continue watching."

Wen Xingsheng opened his mouth to reprimand, but after thinking for a moment, he closed his mouth and calmed down.

With Wen Xingsheng as an eyesore, the variety show became ugly.

Especially when the camera showed Wen Leshui pitifully ignored, and Wen Cha was surrounded by everyone, Wen Xingsheng couldn't hold back, and whispered: "I don't know how to take care of it."

Xue Mei pressed the remote control, and the picture was frozen on Wen Leshui's plain face with tears in his eyes, and raised his voice: "Who do you want to take care of? Who do you want Xiaocha to take care of? That shameless person took up Xiaocha's seat ten times." How old are you?"

"The child is innocent, and Xiao Shui doesn't know it." Wen Xingsheng retorted.

Wen Cha almost wanted to laugh out loud. If he didn't know that Wen Leshui was Wen Xingsheng's illegitimate son, this set of arguments would have been quite convincing. Unfortunately, after knowing the inside story, he would only find it extremely ironic.

Seemingly tired of arguing with Xue Mei, Wen Xingsheng wanted to quickly end the topic:

"You, you just care too much about Xiaocha. Although Xiaoshui has made some mistakes, everyone makes mistakes. You have to give him a chance to correct himself."

"What if I don't give it?" Xue Mei asked softly.

During these days, Wen Xingsheng kept suppressing himself, and couldn't help showing his true form here: "Why do you always care about this? Qi Junhao and Xiaoshui have been in love for so many years, and there is no way to break it off in a short time, isn't it? Is it normal?"

Once upon a time, he was very satisfied with Xue Mei's gentleness and virtuousness, but now why Xue Mei has completely changed, it all started from the moment Wen Cha was brought home.He is not virtuous at all, but acts more violently, but due to various reasons of property, it is impossible for him to separate from her.

Xue Mei still had a gentle tone: "Human nature? Why can't you tell the difference between a human and a dog? So is that why you, a bastard, cheated with others and gave birth to Wen Leshui to bring him home? "

Wen Cha and Wen Rong suddenly raised their heads.

Wen Xingsheng froze in place, as if petrified.

Xue Mei stood up and slapped Wen Xingsheng neatly, with such force that the other's face was crooked.

Under the huge shock, Wen Xingsheng's eyes were lost, and he stared at Xue Mei in a daze, not knowing what to reply.

Xue Mei slowly wiped her fingers with a handkerchief, and threw it on Wen Xingsheng's face:

"Wen Xingsheng, let's get a divorce."