Rebirth of the Routine King

"You come in the house quickly!"

Song Zhiwen said it again with a red face.

Wang Yan then walked in with a confused look.

The atmosphere is a bit charming.

At this moment, Wang Yan felt that all the objects in the living room seemed to have come to life, and they all watched the development of the plot between him and Song Zhiwen with wide eyes.

With the strong heart of a human being in two lifetimes, Wang Yan was the first to return to normal. Seeing that he seemed fine, he smiled and said: "Little mosquito, turn on the TV quickly. I haven't seen that stupid cat in two days. I miss it very much!"

Song Zhiwen turned on the TV obediently and sat next to Wang Yan obediently.

This time, she didn't take the initiative to snuggle into Wang Yan's arms or hold his arm. She just sat next to him, her straight waist looking a little stiff.

Neither of them seemed to have their minds on the TV.

After a while...

"Little fly."

"Little mosquito!"

The two opened their mouths almost at the same time.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "You tell me first."

Song Zhiwen stood up and whispered: "I'm sweating from rehearsal today. I... I'm going to take a shower first."

Wang Yan's expression remained unchanged and he smiled and said: "I may have a bad stomach after eating at night, so I have to go to the toilet."

After saying that, the two of them left the sofa at the same time.

Song Zhiwen walked into the master bedroom, and Wang Yan went to the public bathroom.

The TV was not turned off, but a burst of evil laughter came from Tom, and he didn't know who he was laughing at.

Half an hour passed, but Song Zhiwen didn't come out of the master bedroom, and Wang Yan didn't come out of the bathroom either.

Finally, Song Zhiwen, still wearing light pajamas, walked out of the master bedroom first.

Seeing the empty sofa, she raised her eyebrows and then knocked on Wang Yan's door.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yan's voice came from the bathroom nearby: "Mosquito, is something wrong?"

Hearing the extreme weakness in her voice, Song Zhiwen's expression changed and she hurriedly asked: "Wang Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

The next moment, the sound of the toilet flushing came from the bathroom, and then Wang Yan, who looked a little pale, walked out.

Seeing Song Zhiwen's worried look, Wang Yan squeezed out a smile and comforted her: "I'm fine. I've done kung fu three times now, so I might be a little exhausted."

Song Zhiwen said anxiously: "What should we do? There is no antidiarrheal medicine here at Lulu, no! I'll go out and buy it."

With that said, I went back to the master bedroom to change clothes.

Wang Yan said angrily: "What time is it! It's still snowing outside, which pharmacy is still open?"

Song Zhiwen insisted: "Then I will go to the hospital to buy it!"

Wang Yan quickly grabbed her: "It's okay. It's just diarrhea and not fever. It doesn't have a big impact on the body. It's just that I don't have any strength."

Having said that, Wang Yan also used practical actions to prove how weak he was...

I saw him holding his stomach, his waist slightly arched, his steps a little sloppy, his expression a little uncomfortable, and he staggered to sit on the sofa.

Song Zhiwen didn't think much about it for a moment. Seeing Wang Yan so uncomfortable, she felt distressed and said: "Wang Yan, are you okay?"

Wang Yan rolled his eyes at her: "It's all like this, can't you tell it's okay?"

Seeing her hesitant expression of going out to buy medicine again, Wang Yan quickly stopped her: "Aren't you tired after a long day? Why don't you go to bed after taking a shower?"

Only then did Song Zhiwen remember what she was doing here. She blushed immediately, looked away and whispered, "I... I wasn't sleepy for a while, so I just wanted to watch some cartoons."

After saying that, he quickly came to sit next to Wang Yan and stared at the TV intently.

As soon as she sat down, a delicious smell of shampoo and shower gel hit her nostrils.

Wang Yan took a casual look and found that she was wearing revealing pajamas!

As we all know, Gao Lu's pajamas cannot be called pajamas. Wang Yan gave her a resounding nickname - long swimsuit.

Moreover, Wang Yan found that she had relapsed into her old habit of not wearing underwear.

Oh shit!

There is something wrong with this sign!

Just when Wang Yan was reciting Amitabha Buddha silently in his heart, Song Zhiwen moved!

She hugged Wang Yan's arm, and then gently placed her head on his shoulder.

Wang Yan trembled all over and sped up the rhythm of Amitabha.

Normally, this would be the most normal scene, but there were some exceptions today.

Firstly, Gaolu was not at home, and secondly, she was wearing Gaolu's pajamas.

The atmosphere at this time is like a small flame, burning slowly and growing stronger.

Less than half a minute...

No! It’s too torturous!

An uncomfortable expression immediately appeared on Wang Yan's face.

"Mosquito, I can't help it! My stomach hurts again, I have to go to the toilet..."

After that, smoke

He stretched out his arms and ran into the bathroom hunched over.

This made Song Zhiwen, who was sitting on the sofa, ashamed and angry.

Hearing the painful moans coming from the bathroom, Song Zhiwen repeated the old tune: "Wang Yan, if it doesn't work, let's go to the hospital?"

At this moment, Wang Yan, who was hiding in the bathroom, had a sly look on his face. He was not sick to begin with. Why should he go to the hospital for treatment?

See a nurse?

Forget it, good-looking nurses never work the night shift.

"No, no, no, I feel better."

After coming out of the bathroom, Wang Yan did not go back to the sofa, but said to Song Zhiwen: "Little mosquito, I don't have any strength at all. I'm going to bed first. You should go to bed early too!"

After saying that, he opened his door and quickly stepped in.

Song Zhiwen was left at a loss on the sofa.

After closing the door, Wang Yan breathed a long sigh of relief.

I finally got through this level.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Wang Yan thought to himself, what on earth was this? He was torturing both himself and Song Zhiwen.

According to his idea when he was first reborn, he was to make a lot of money using the prophetic news, and then lead all his relatives and friends around him to live a life of masters. Finally, he lived in seclusion in a paradise and lived a shameless life with Qi Xiuquan.

.

Which link is the problem?

Obviously, the problem lies with Song Zhiwen, she broke into his life.

Due to the wrong timing of his rebirth, he was admitted to a college and met Song Guobao.

And because of a series of events, he and Song Zhiwen were closely related.

In addition, he needed help from her relatives for his career, so he got along with her without knowing anything.

If we have to make a distinction between right and wrong, none of them is wrong.

Song Zhiwen became dependent on herself and fell madly in love with herself. She was not wrong.

There is nothing wrong with sticking to the bottom line for the obsession of the previous life.

Perhaps, from the day he was reborn, he was destined to have this entanglement. In other words... was he reborn wrong?

Wang Yan cursed himself secretly: Damn it! Don't be dissatisfied! God squinted for a while before giving you a chance to start over, and you even blamed him!

What should Song Zhiwen do?

If you can escape the first grade of junior high school, you can't escape the fifteenth grade. If the two of them are in the same room together, how can they not create some sparks? What if one day I drink too much and my semen comes to my brain...

If he pushes her down and doesn't marry her, wouldn't he become a beast?

But in this state, if you don't push her down, she seems to be worse than an animal, right?

Just when Wang Yan was extremely depressed, there was a knock on the door.

Wang Yan suddenly woke up, damn! Isn’t Song Zhiwen asleep yet?

Because of her last midnight attack, Wang Yan developed the habit of locking the door while sleeping. If it hadn't been locked, she would have just pushed the door open and walked in.

"What's wrong, little mosquito? I just fell asleep."

"Wang Yan..."

Hey!

Why are you crying?

Wang Yan immediately climbed out of bed, and as soon as he opened the door, Song Zhiwen threw herself into his arms, sobbing: "I'm scared to sleep alone."

Wang Yan felt so regretful! If he had known better, he would have asked for the reason before opening the door!

He stretched out his arms to pull Song Zhiwen away, but he didn't expect that she hugged her tightly. Even after pushing several times, he couldn't get her to let go of her arms.

"Let go first, it's so tight that I can barely breathe."

"I don't!"

Wang Yan heard a hint of playfulness in these two words, and immediately knew that her fear was just an excuse, and her purpose was to squeeze into the same bed with him.

After all, I still care about my body, damn! My alluring body!

"Song Zhiwen, what do you mean? Go back to your room quickly! I will sing children's songs to you, and I will come back to sleep when you fall asleep..."

Seeing that Song Zhiwen still didn't respond, Wang Yan repeated his old trick, "Oh! Mosquito, please let go of me, my stomach is not strong again... I'm about to shit my crotch."

Song Zhiwen quickly let go, her worry mixed with a hint of suspicion: "Wang Yan, you've pulled it several times now, don't strain your body..."

Wang Yan walked out and said: "It's not bad, but it's real. I don't even have the strength to pick up the steamed buns now."

....

After smoking a cigarette in the bathroom, Wang Yan did not forget to press the flush button.

When he walked out, he was still thinking: What he said was obvious enough, right? He was so weak that he couldn't even pick up the steamed buns, so he couldn't still have his mind on me, right?

However, when he opened the door, he was stunned.

There was a pair of pink furry slippers in front of the bed, and the owner of the slippers was lying on his bed at this time, with only his stunning face showing, and he shouted to himself with a smile: "Wang Yan, come in quickly, I'll cover you with you

It’s all warmed up!”

I.....

Wang Yan put a hand on his forehead, and after his chest calmed down, he pointed at her and said, "Song Zhiwen, you are a girl! How could you just get into my bed?"

I don’t know why, Song

Although Zhiwen's face was still red, her eyes were no longer as shy as before. Seeing her squinting her mouth, she said: "I'm afraid of sleeping alone! Just stay with me all night. When Lulu comes back tomorrow, I won't

I'm annoying you."

"No, no, no! This is Lulu's home! If she knew we slept in the same bed, she would definitely feel jealous."

Song Zhiwen chuckled: "It was Lulu's idea."

Although he thought of this possibility, Wang Yan was still stunned when he heard that it was a fact and said in disbelief: "What did you say? Gao Lu gave you the idea? Is she...is she crazy?"

Damn it! What does this tiger girl mean?

Are you afraid that you will be snatched away by another woman or something?

He actually roasted his best friend on the stove!

If you have the ability, do it yourself!

"Wang Yan, I know your stomach...is not good. Actually, I didn't even think about...that. I just wanted to sleep with you in my arms."

Upon hearing these words, Wang Yan's heart retracted halfway. Did he really think too much? Song Zhiwen simply wanted to hold her and sleep all night?

Um!

It's also possible.

When he was in middle school, Wang Yan knew that there was a classmate in his class who fell in love early. His parents went out to work and couldn't care about him, so men and women often slept together.

At that time, my thoughts were very simple, and I really just slept with her in my arms.

Although Song Zhiwen is an adult, her soul is as simple as that of a middle school student.

If a thirty-year-old girl said this, Wang Yan would not believe it even to death, but Song Zhiwen still has a certain degree of credibility.

Seeing this, Wang Yan stopped being aggressive. If he continued to push the blame, he thought there was something wrong with him!

If the hard one doesn't work, then use the soft one.

Wang Yan slowly walked to the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and asked: "Little mosquito, what are you thinking? We are still in school! How can we do adult things? And Gao Lu,

I told you that she had a problem a long time ago, but you didn't listen! Now, let's go ahead and instigate you to make mistakes! You don't want a best friend like this! Tomorrow we will all move back to the dormitory and let her live in this big house alone. In the middle of the night, the boss and I will

He sneaked over and threw rocks at her window to scare her away!"

Song Zhiwen didn't say a word, just giggled.

Wang Yan felt embarrassed himself, and said again: "You really don't want to go back to sleep?"

Song Zhiwen nodded and said crisply: "Is it cold when you sit outside? Come in quickly!"

"Ahem!"

Wang Yan, who was wearing only a sweater on his upper body, shivered and said, "I...I'm not cold."

Wang Yan wished he could talk until dawn, just like last time in the small hotel.

Thinking of the small hotel, Wang Yan immediately had a topic: "Mosquito, we were in the small hotel last time, do you still remember?"

Song Zhiwen nodded: "Remember!"

Wang Yan showed a meaningful smile: "That time I wanted to have something with you, but you said you weren't ready yet. How come it's only been more than a month and you're ready?"

Song Zhiwen's face turned red again. Out of the girl's shyness, she said angrily: "I didn't say I was ready. It was Lulu who said..."

"Don't mention her in front of me! Damn it! Sooner or later I will burn down the house to her!"

Wang Yan's words were fierce and the hatred in his eyes was not fake at all. If Gao Lu were standing in front of her now, he would probably slap her back into her mother's womb!

"Kekeke..."

After Song Zhiwen laughed, she said softly: "When I was very young, I always slept alone. My mother said that I should cultivate my ability to be independent. I don't have any brothers or sisters. I close my eyes for a long time every night before I can fall asleep, especially when I reach the age of 10.

When it’s cold in the winter, I really want someone to accompany me, and it’s also good to have someone to talk to.”

Seeing that Wang Yan didn't speak, she added: "Two days ago, Lulu asked me... about my relationship with you, and then I said that you don't seem to like me very much. Then she joked, "Do you like to sleep a little bit?"

Just know it, and then..."

"Then you believed it? How many times did she sleep with Xu Gu before she was dumped in the end?"

Song Zhiwen said hurriedly: "No! Then she helped me come up with this idea. Also, you and Xu Gu are different! Gao Lu also said the same. She said you are very affectionate. If we have a relationship, you

I will definitely be responsible!”

Wang Yan was stunned. He really didn't expect that the person who knew him best was actually Gao Lu, his mortal enemy!

At that moment, he quickly denied it: "She was wrong! If I were to take it seriously, I would be even more hateful than Xu Gu!"

Song Zhiwen stared into Wang Yan's eyes and said seriously: "I don't believe it!"

"If you don't believe me, throw me down!"

Song Zhiwen yawned, pouted and said, "Wang Yan, I'm so sleepy, come here quickly!"

Wang Yan was not only sleepy, he was also freezing. It seemed that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Immediately, he made a three-part agreement with Song Zhiwen: "Little mosquito, you can sleep with your arms around me, but you can't make excessive demands! First of all, you can't touch me randomly. I know you women too well! I will hold you for whatever you want, and I promise not to move around, and

Just stand at the door, I promise not to let you in, huh! Those tricks can deceive innocent young boys, but you can't even hope to succeed with a boy like me!"

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