Rebirth of the Routine King

Wang Yan was in a state of awakening at this time, and the room was dimly lit. He only saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting on the edge of the bed. He was so frightened that he ran away for half a soul! He pressed against the wall tightly, with his legs

Trembling constantly.

In fact, not only were his legs trembling, but his entire body and even his tone were trembling: "You...who are you...?"

Song Zhiwen was also frightened by Wang Yan's sudden reaction. She originally wanted to explain it to Wang Yan, but then she thought about it...how to explain it?

Is it possible to say bluntly: They all say you are crooked, and I came here to verify it?

If you can't explain it, just run away!

So, in order to prevent herself from laughing out loud, Song Zhiwen covered her mouth and hurriedly opened the door and walked out.

Suddenly, a smell that she had never smelled before emanated from the palm of her hand. Song Zhiwen was stunned for a moment, and then she understood something. She quickly changed her left hand to cover it, snickering all the way back to the room, then locked the door and slipped in.

Under the covers.

Yang Fuyi was a little confused: "Mosquito, didn't you go to the toilet? Why is your face so red? Also, why did you lock the door?"

Song Zhiwen hurriedly said: "If Wang Yan knocks on the door later, you must not open it!"

Yang Fuyi became even more confused: "Wang Yan? It's already midnight, why is he knocking on our door?"

Song Zhiwen stopped explaining and got into the quilt, giggling non-stop.

In another room, Wang Yan gradually came to his senses.

Where the hell is this?

That person just now was obviously Song Zhiwen!

Why did she run to her room and raise her fucking hands...

Wang Yan was so angry that he didn't even put on his shoes and ran angrily to the room where Yang Fuyi and Song Zhiwen were.

She banged the door hard and shouted angrily: "Song Zhiwen, get the fuck out of here!"

Seeing that Wang Yan really knocked on the door, Yang Fuyi looked incredulous. He pulled Song Zhiwen out of the bed and asked, "Mosquito, what on earth did you do just now?"

Song Zhiwen suppressed her laughter and said, "I'm going to verify whether Wang Yan is crooked or not."

Yang Fuyi's forehead was filled with questions: "You...how did you verify it?"

Song Zhiwen lay next to Yang Fuyi's ear and quietly told the verification process...

After hearing this, Yang Fuyi was stunned for a moment, then a blush appeared on his face, and he said angrily: "You...why are you so bold? Also, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to come back?"

Song

Zhiwen pouted her lips: "If you don't come back, you won't come back!"

...

Seeing that the door still didn't move after shouting several times, Wang Yan then cursed: "Song Zhiwen, are you sick? I almost died of fright from you! You'd better give me an explanation, or I'll give you the door."

Smashed!"

At this time, the door opened.

It's just the door to the master bedroom.

Gao Lu looked at her sleepy eyes and said displeasedly: "Wang Yan, why are you so crazy? Why are you yelling in the middle of the night!"

When she saw clearly that Wang Yan was only wearing one pair of underwear, and there was an ugly bulge in the front of the underwear, her pretty face immediately changed, and she said angrily: "Are you fucking sick?"

With that said, he turned around and walked back to the master bedroom. The next moment, he walked out carrying a baseball bat.

Wang Yan was so frightened that he quickly ran back to the room. After getting dressed, he ran to the door of Song Zhiwen's room again, still beating the door: "Song Zhiwen, come out quickly!"

Gao Lu said coldly: "Why did the mosquito offend you?"

Wang Yan was furious and said bitterly: "Why did you offend me? Let me ask you, when you were sleeping soundly, a woman with disheveled hair sat in front of your bed and touched you with one hand.

, how would you react?”

Gao Lu was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and said with a smile: "You said the mosquitoes just ran into your room?"

"It's more than just gone!"

Wang Yan's chest heaved violently with anger: "I'll save some face for Song Zhiwen and let her take the initiative to tell you what shameful things she did to me!"

Although Gao Lu didn't know what happened, after listening to Wang Yan's narration and his angry look, she covered her mouth and laughed happily.

It's really rare for Wang Yan to be so angry!

Soon, the door opened.

Yang Fuyi walked out with an angry look on her face. She took the initiative and said solemnly: "Why did you lie to me?"

Wang Yan doesn’t dare to be too arrogant towards Yang Fuyi, after all, he is counting on her to contribute to the future Internet business!

After hearing her question, Wang Yan was stunned: "Senior Sister Yang, where did you start with these words? How did I lie to you?"

Yang Fuyi said calmly: "During lunch, did you tell me a secret? Did you forget it so quickly?"

Wang Yan was startled, then suddenly realized, and said hurriedly: "Did you tell Song Zhiwen?"

Yang Fuyi showed no shame at all and nodded: "I didn't want her to be in such distress, so I told her. I didn't expect... you actually lied to me?"

Wang Yan immediately

Thinking of something, he hurriedly ignored the situation and yelled at Song Zhiwen, who was dodging behind Yang Fuyi: "Little mosquito, come here!"

Not to be outdone, Yang Fuyi said: "Why are you so mean? If you didn't lie to me, would she go and verify it?"

Gao Lu was confused: "Yiyi, what are you talking about? What secret does Wang Yan have? What did Mosquito go to verify again?"

Yang Fuyi smiled at Wang Yan and said, "Wang Yan, do you want me to tell you the truth?"

Oh shit!

I knew that if I told too many lies, I would be punished sooner or later.

Wang Yan probably already knew the truth of the matter. It should be that Yang Fuyi couldn't bear Song Zhiwen being trapped in the emotional quagmire and told her the secret of his homosexuality.

Song Zhiwen obviously didn't believe it, so she took advantage of her sleep to verify it with her hands...

What do you call this?

You want to prove that you can't do it openly? If you take off your clothes and crawl into my bed, how the hell can I chase you away?

Wang Yan didn't want to leave the impression that Yang Fuyi was a liar, so he hurriedly explained: "Sister Yang, who said that same-sex patients must be curvy? There must be someone responsible for sex, right?"

Yang Fuyi obviously didn't believe Wang Yan's nonsense, and sneered: "I'm not disgusted either. If you can show me the picture of your G, I will believe you!"

Wang Yan was speechless and said: "What are you talking about? I just have a tendency in this area, and I haven't confirmed it yet! Let alone have a relationship..."

Gao Lu became even more confused and asked: "What's going on? Why is there another homosexual?"

Yang Fuyi then briefly explained the conversation with Wang Yan at noon and Song Zhiwen's actions just now...

After hearing this, Gao Lu was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and laughed, and then greeted Wang Yan with a baseball bat.

While smashing, he cursed: "Is this why you don't like mosquitoes? I can fucking break them off for you..."

Wang Yan was so frightened that he ran back to the room.

I closed the door and immediately locked it.

After this mistake, he lost his sleep for a moment, sat on the edge of the bed and smoked five cigarettes in a row, without thinking about who gave Song Zhiwen such courage?

As he thought about it, Wang Yan grinned. Don't tell me, it feels pretty good!

Although I like it very much, I really won’t do it next time!

Otherwise I won't be able to hold it any longer.

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