Panguan

He originally wanted to say that you raised a good bird, but he realized before he could say anything and stopped immediately. What's more, this wonderful bird was actually raised by him, and it even turned traitor after being raised by him. It looked nothing like its real owner.

Xie Wen glanced at Lu Wenjuan in front of him, then lowered his eyes to look at Wen Shi. As he walked forward side by side with him, he asked, "What about me?"

"Don't talk next to my ear." Wenshi raised his hand and pinched the base of his ear, then followed Lu Wenjuan into the room on the right.

Maybe he squeezed a little too hard, but the white light in the room illuminated a thin layer of red under one of his ears, which was in stark contrast to his cold face.

"By the way, I haven't asked yet, you-" Lu Wenjuan suddenly turned around, as if she wanted to ask a question, but before she could say anything, she was distracted by the blood in her ears. She pointed to that place very directly and said, "Why is your place so red?"

When hearing it: "..."

Why are you so good at talking?

Out of the corner of his eye, Xie Wen also turned his face, his eyes lingering under his ear for a moment.

When I smelled it, two words popped up between my pursed lips: "Rubbed."

"Oh oh oh." Lu Wenjuan nodded, then rolled her eyes again.

But Xie Wen didn't look away immediately.

"What did you want to ask just now?" Wenshi suddenly spoke up and said to Lu Wenjuan.

"Huh?" When she smiled, her eyes and mouth were curved, like thin crescent moons, looking beautiful and friendly.

Xia Qiao, who was dragged in by Lao Mao, slowly relaxed a little because of this scene.

Lu Wenjuan looked at the two newly entered people and greeted them warmly: "Come in quickly."

Xia Qiao may be young and looks soft and harmless, which makes him very popular among middle-aged people. Lu Wenjuan took his hand and touched his head.

When she was answering Wen Shi's question, she was looking at Xia Qiao: "I just wanted to say that my personality is a bit rough and frizzy. I just dragged you in to take shelter from the rain. I don't know what to call you yet." .”

"What's your name?" Lu Wenjuan asked Xia Qiao with a smile.

Just as Xia Qiao was about to open his mouth, Xie Wen already said, "He has no name."

Xia Qiao: "?"

Lu Wenjuan was stunned for a few seconds, then turned to look at Xie Wen.

Xie Wen smiled politely and did not mean to make fun of anyone at all, so Lu Wenjuan looked at Xia Qiao again and asked doubtfully: "How come such a big person doesn't even have a name?"

Fortunately, Xia Qiao reacted quickly. He remembered that his grandfather once said that at certain times, names should not be spoken randomly. So he immediately followed Xie Wen's words and said: "Not really. I have been in poor health since I was a child. My grandfather said that I should be given names that are too big, and I couldn't control myself, so I just called them nicknames casually."

Lu Wenjuan understood a little bit: "There is also a saying in our village that the cheaper the name, the better the livelihood."

She hugged Xia Qiao narrowly and shook it, and said, "Then what is your nickname? Is it also like Gou Sheng or Er Dan?"

Xia Qiao's face turned green, he gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes..."

This woman is very strange. When she speaks, her tone and demeanor are just like ordinary people. She also makes jokes, which makes it easy for people to lower their guard. Just like a very ordinary and enthusiastic neighbor aunt.

Xia Qiao was shaken by her a few times, and she even forgot about her fear. She was completely immersed in the name Gou Sheng Er Dan.

Lu Wenjuan laughed twice, then turned to look at Wen Shi and the others: "This kid is really interesting. What about you? What are your names?"

Xie Wen was still polite: "We don't have a name either."

Lu Wenjuan: "..."

"It's a family inheritance, and the health is poor." After Xie Wen finished speaking, he coughed a few times. He coughed sincerely and sincerely, even his skin color was impeccably pale. Lu Wenjuan was stunned for a moment.

After he coughed, he turned back and said with the crook of his finger still touching the tip of his nose.

Only then did Xia Qiao realize that his pair of black gloves was gone.

"You can call me whatever you want," Xie Wen said.

Lu Wenjuan said with difficulty: "Okay."

While Xie Wen was talking nonsense, Wen Shi kept looking at the whole room.

The layout of this home-built house is very simple, with a room on the left and right on the first floor. Lu Wenjuan took them into the room on the right, which only contained a sofa and a TV, like a small living room.

She digested the fact that four adults had no names on her own. She was stiff for a moment and then became enthusiastic again. She pointed to the sofa and said, "It's so tiring to stand and talk. Sit down. When you knocked on the door, I was watching TV."

With that said, she led the person to the sofa. Xia Qiao's whole body was in her hands, and she was the first one to be pulled over.

He looked at his brother and Boss Xie pitifully, and was about to cry.

Fortunately, his brother was still considerate and didn't let him go. He followed him very naturally and sat down on the sofa.

The sofa in Lu Wenjuan's house is square, with two single-seaters and one long seat. Both the backrest and the armrests are sharp and angular, and they don't look too soft. The sofa was covered with a layer of velvet, bright red, embroidered with clusters of patterns.

When Xia Qiao sat down, he touched it with his fingers and found that the texture of the velvet was strange, a little brittle and hard. It's closer to paper than cloth.

As for the TV, the style is a bit old and completely different from the one in the Shen family villa. The background of the screen was so white that it was reflective, and the faces of the people inside were blurry, like paper-cut shadows. They were wearing large red and green robes, and they were babbling and singing with a loud voice.