Rebirth of the Routine King

This is the first time that the two of them have shared happiness in a real sense.

In the past, it was simple and clear.

Gao Lu occupies absolute dominance. She has full control over time, occasion and even actions.

As for Wang Yan, he sounds like an emperor at best, but he sounds like a alpha male at worst. He only starts attacking when he is needed.

Like the previous ones, he didn't worry about it or pay attention to it, leaving all the power to Gao Lu.

It is said that a couple's love lasts for a hundred days. Wang Yan is not a piece of wood, how can he not have any feelings?

In the past, he didn't do anything to cater to Gao Lu because he didn't want to give Gao Lu a chance to get lucky. The purpose of his message was also very clear: it was just a simple transaction between us... nothing more.

Considering that she was about to leave and he would be free, Wang Yan took the initiative to cater to her for the first time.

After carrying her into the master bedroom, he gently put her on the bed and chuckled: "Close your eyes."

Gao Lu didn't react for a moment, and gently closed his eyes amid the surprise and joy in his eyes.

Wang Yan is ready to walk along the path she has walked before... all over again.

His head gradually moved down, and his brows gradually furrowed.

It clearly hasn't started yet, but it seems like it has already started.

...

It was very sudden, less than ten minutes, and it ended hastily.

I didn’t exert so much effort, so naturally I wasn’t that tired.

When getting dressed, Wang Yan looked embarrassed: "I wanted to bring a perfect ending to this last time, but I didn't expect it to be an exclamation point. So... can we make up for it when we are destined?"

Gao Lu didn't answer. Her mouth was slightly open, as if she was trying to suppress the movement in her chest.

Only a slit was exposed in her eyes, but from this slit alone, Wang Yan could sense the depth of confusion in her eyes.

It can be seen that she is still sinking.

He smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "I really made a mistake this time. Why don't you take a nap? You can dream about everything."

Gao Lu still didn't speak, and her confused eyes turned into pleading.

Wang Yan was very distressed. Suddenly his brain flashed and he said to Gao Lu: "Wait for me for a while!"

Then he ran to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and started rummaging.

.....

Afterwards, Gao Lu hit Wang Yan with a baseball bat and ran away with his head in his arms.

Because she felt that she had been humiliated, although she didn't think so at the time.

While smashing, he complained: "You are not like this usually, no! I have to pay you back again before I leave!"

Wang Yan quickly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay! But don't stay at home. I have been uneasy today and always feel like something is happening..."

Gao Lu paid all his attention to the first half of his sentence, and only treated the second half as if he was trying to shirk the blame. He put away his baseball bat, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is what you said!"

Wang Yan urged: "If you have nothing to do, put on your clothes and go back to school! When you leave, Little Mosquito will be left alone. If you feel lonely, you will definitely miss class and come back to find me...

."

However, just as he finished speaking, he heard a "bang" sound.

This sound was familiar to both Wang Yan and Gao Lu. It was the sound of the stainless steel door closing.

Wang Yan and Gao Lu were stunned for a moment, and then both fell into panic.

Only three people have the key to this house. In addition to the two stunned people in the master bedroom, there is also Song Zhiwen who is in school.

Now, it is necessary to put a quotation mark around the word "at school" because no one knows whether it is Song Zhiwen who opened the door.

At this moment, the two men desperately hoped that it was a thief who came in.

However, when another voice came, they all despaired.

"Little fly! I'm back!"

It's Song Zhiwen's voice!

This voice completely destroyed all Gao Lu's reason. He saw her arranging her clothes and walking around the room without a clue. Her eyes were frightened and she kept repeating: "What should I do? What should I do? Mosquitoes will die of grief.

Yes! She will die of grief!"

In her life, Song Zhiwen occupied an extremely important position!

She could design to occupy Wang Yan's body, but she never thought of snatching it away from Song Zhiwen.

They say that extreme love is possession. Yes, that was her love for Wang Yan.

For Song Zhiwen, she believed that love to the extreme means giving up.

She considers herself to be a very rational person. She has kept silent ever since she found out that she fell in love with Wang Yan. If Wang Yan hadn't come up with 500,000 yuan in time, she would have kept her feelings buried.

Hide it.

However, that five hundred thousand was like a fuse that completely detonated all her sanity.

She also considered herself to be a well-established person, and had no intention of being entangled with Wang Yan. From that night on, she set the tone for this abnormal relationship, not talking about feelings, only talking about money!

But things were not as beautiful as she thought. When she saw Wang Yan and Song Zhiwen walking hand in hand and loving each other again when they returned home, she couldn't hold on anymore.

Decided to quit early.

However, these two sudden voices seemed to be the voice of judgment coming from the nine heavens, making her completely confused!

It wasn't until this moment that she realized what a big mistake she had made!

In this world, there is nothing more cruel than hurting Song Zhiwen.

.....

And the other protagonist Wang Yan is not much better than her!

After hearing Song Zhiwen's voice, I felt that my heart was about to jump to my throat!

He should have thought long ago that he and Gao Lu would be punished sooner or later if they were so happy!

Looking back, when this day really comes, he will know what cruelty is.

He couldn't imagine what kind of astonishment Song Zhiwen would have when she saw herself and Gao Lu disheveled in the master bedroom!

He couldn't imagine how sad and desperate she would be when her faith in love collapsed and her spiritual support was broken!

He also couldn't imagine what would happen to the simple-minded Song Zhiwen after such a blow...

no!

Can't let her know!

Subconsciously, Wang Yan immediately came up with this idea.

It's funny to say that when he first had a relationship with Gao Lu, Wang Yan thought of using this trick to perfectly force Song Zhiwen away and expose Gao Lu to moral condemnation.

He got rid of the two women at the same time and escaped smoothly.

Kill two birds with one stone, perfect plan!

However, just two months later, his plan changed drastically!

He decided to take Song Zhiwen into his heart and give her a life of peace and security.

But!

God is playing a joke, no one can predict it!

Gao Lu originally thought of paying off Wang Yan's debt once and then going out to the mall, but the accident happened on this last occasion.

Wang Yan had only recently decided on the idea of ​​having both. Who would have thought that God would deliberately set up such an obstacle for him today.

.....

Seeing Gao Lu turning around and about to lock the master bedroom door, Wang Yan hurriedly stopped her, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said softly in a slightly trembling voice:

"Don't do anything abnormal! If you're lucky, the little mosquito will turn around and go back to school if she finds out I'm not in the room. If you lock the door and she hears the sound, I won't even have a chance to explain!"

Although Wang Yan was panicking, but with the strong mentality of two generations, he did not lose his position at all! At least he could clearly judge the situation mentally.

Things have reached this point, and not making any abnormal moves is the best way to save it!

Although it was the most abnormal behavior for him to appear in the master bedroom, Wang Yan had already thought of a way to deal with Song Zhiwen.

The most important thing now is Gao Lu's mentality and reaction, so Wang Yan must appease her mentality in the shortest possible time!

Wang Yan knew very well that the chance of Song Zhiwen returning to school was extremely small!

But even when she came to the master bedroom, she had to go to her room first. Her mobile phone, coat and sneakers were all in the room. No matter how smart she was, she could still think that she was still in this house.

When she found that she was not in the room, the next place she checked was the kitchen, then the bathroom...and the last step was to the master bedroom!

Wang Yan wanted to use this short time to quickly calm down Gao Lu's emotions, and if possible, ask her to cooperate with his performance.

.....

With Wang Yan's hug, Gao Lu's mood quickly stabilized a lot. Seeing her hugging Wang Yan tightly, her teeth chattered and she said:

"Wang Yan, I'm very scared. Mosquito will definitely hate me..."

Wang Yan comforted her again: "It's okay. I have already thought of a way. Not only will she not hold a grudge against you, but she will also not discover the relationship between us."

Gao Lu's eyes widened, as if she didn't quite believe what he said.

Wang Yan didn't explain too much, and said hurriedly: "Please tidy up your clothes first..."

While Gao Li was sorting out her clothes, Wang Yan flattened the quilt on the bed.

Then seeing that Gao Lu still looked frightened, he sat her down in front of the dressing table and whispered in her ear:

"You concentrate on putting on your makeup. If a mosquito comes in, don't say anything, don't even turn your head back, just treat her as if she comes back normally. After I deal with it for a few words, you can adapt to the situation, remember!

If you still can't control your emotions, let yourself get angry."

Gao Lu really wanted to know what Wang Yan's countermeasures were, but there was no time for Wang Yan to explain it.

What Wang Yan had to do was to calm Gao Lu's nervous and frightened mood, rather than explaining the process sentence after sentence.

"Pick up your foundation bottle and smear it on your little face, yes! Just keep this expression and don't break your defense!"

Perhaps because she sat back in front of her dressing room, Gao Lu quickly regained her composure, while Wang Yan was staring at the door handle of the master bedroom.

.....

Almost as Wang Yan expected, after Song Zhiwen walked into the living room, she first ran to the room where Wang Yan was.

After opening the door and seeing no one on Wang Yan's bed, when he was about to walk out, he noticed the sneakers on the floor, the mobile phone next to the pillow, and the coat on the inside of the quilt.

She looked carefully again and found that the cotton slippers she bought for him were missing.

Obviously, he couldn't go out wearing a pair of cotton pads.

So, Song Zhiwen first ran behind the door, then opened the curtains, and kept searching for Wang Yan in the room.

In the past, when he had a whim, he always liked to joke with himself like this!

After confirming that there was nothing in the room, Song Zhiwen placed the target in the kitchen.

But he was not found in the kitchen. Next, she opened the sliding door of the public restroom, but there was still no one...

As she failed one after another, Song Zhiwen's breathing gradually became heavier. When her eyes moved to the door of the master bedroom, the heaviness reached its peak!

No, no!

She kept rejecting her guess in her mind.

Lulu said she had something to do at home and she couldn't go back to the community!

The two of them bickered when they were together. They both hated each other so much. How could it be possible...

No, no, no!

Wang Yan must be hiding somewhere...

Song Zhiwen kept excusing Wang Yan and Gao Lu in her heart, and then ran to another side bed...

I pulled the curtains in the living room again, but still couldn't find Wang Yan.

In the whole house, only the master bedroom was left unvisited....

Song Zhiwen felt an indescribable discomfort in her heart, as if a pair of big hands were holding her throat, making her both sad and unable to speak.

A crystal liquid quickly fermented from the tear glands and soon occupied her entire eye sockets.

Even though every step she took was extremely difficult, she still walked towards the master bedroom resolutely.

She is simple and her thoughts are simple, but that does not mean she is weak. On the contrary, she is extremely persistent in what she insists on!

Otherwise, he would not have taken the initiative to pursue Wang Yan, nor would he have offered to sacrifice himself.

When she put her hand on the doorknob, she was still comforting herself in her mind: "There must be no one inside. Wang Yan must be in a hurry. He left without even having time to put on his cell phone and shoes. Lulu definitely didn't lie to me..."

..."

After making so many excuses for herself, she still pressed the doorknob resolutely!

After seeing the scene in the room, she almost collapsed to the ground.

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ps: First of all, thank you to Mr. Babel for your continued support.

This chapter is a manuscript, but because similar plots are constantly being reviewed, more than a thousand words have been deleted. In fact, it’s my own fault. The description is indeed not very good. I would like to express my gratitude again to the boss who feels uncomfortable.

Feel sorry.

The next chapter will be a little later, around nine o'clock in the afternoon, and we will carefully carve out the follow-up of Shura Field.

Let me say a few more words about the character Gao Lu. In the synopsis, she has very little interaction with Wang Yan. She is just a best friend to set off Song Zhiwen's existence. Why was her fate tampered with?

It's because the emotional scenes in the article have been criticized by people, and voices like "it's over a million words, and I haven't even mentioned a woman" have been lingering in my mind, so I asked Gao Lu to come to the rescue in advance...

Facts have proved that this decision was unwise, and in the end, the author was labeled as emotionally deformed...

Oh, it's so difficult.