Chapter 467 Mom is taking a shower, dad is in the bedroom
After lunch, Ying Zhicheng drove off to pick up people at the airport.
Li Luo waited for Ying Chanxi to go next door to clean up the bedroom where Yuan Wanqing was going to live, and then took them out for a walk and visited Zhao Rongjun and Jin Yuting's home.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ying Zhicheng drove Yuan Wanqing back to the yard, and happened to bump into Li Luo and three others who were strolling back from outside.
"Mom." Yan Zhusheng trotted over and helped Yuan Wanqing carry her luggage. Li Luo also stepped forward to help.
Ying Chanxi led Yuan Wanqing to the third floor of her house and opened the door of the already packed bedroom: "Aunt Yuan, you can stay here for the next few days. The sheets and quilt covers are all packed. If you need anything else, just follow me." Say.”
Yuan Wanqing glanced at the stairs and then at the bedroom.
Entering from the stairwell on the third floor, there is an L-shaped corridor.
Ying Chanxi's bedroom is in the first one, closest to the stairs.
Opposite is the bathroom.
Entering from the stairs and walking straight to the end, you will find Ying Zhicheng's bedroom. After turning right, you will be facing the door of Yuan Wanqing's bedroom at this time.
There is also a small guest bedroom next to it.
"Thank you Xixi." Yuan Wanqing smiled at Ying Chanxi. Looking at her well-behaved appearance, she thought that this was Ying Zhicheng's hometown and that she would finally live here.
Even if it was only for a few days, Yuan Wanqing was still in a daze.
If her relationship with Ying Zhicheng comes to a showdown with their two children in the future, then she can be regarded as Ying Chanxi's mother.
Thinking of this, Yuan Wanqing subconsciously raised her hand and touched Ying Chanxi's head: "Xixi is so good, Zhusheng should learn more from you."
Ying Chanxi was stunned for a moment when Yuan Wanqing touched his head.
Yuan Wanqing also reacted at this time, hurriedly retracted her hand, and took the suitcase from Yan Zhusheng: "I'll pack my luggage first. You can go play and don't worry about me."
Li Luo looked at Yuan Wanqing, then at Ying Chanxi, and then his eyes fell on Ying Zhicheng's face.
Ying Zhicheng was also peeking at his daughter's reaction at this time. After noticing Li Luo's gaze, he made a gesture with his eyes.
Li Luo understood, nodded and said: "Then don't disturb Aunt Yuan for now, Xixi, Zhusheng, let's go next door to play."
"Oh." Ying Chanxi turned around obediently and followed Li Luo towards the corridor entrance. However, when walking out of the corridor, he tilted his head and touched his hair, still recalling Yuan Wanqing's head touch just now.
How strange...
If it was Lin Xiuhong who touched her head, it would be excusable.
But why did Aunt Yuan touch her hair?
The two of them seemed to know each other, but in fact they met only a handful of times, mostly during parent-teacher conferences and family dinners.
Or maybe we met him occasionally when we followed Li Luo to Yan Zhusheng's house.
There is no special familiarity with her at all, let alone comparison with Lin Xiuhong.
This kind of touching of the head should be done by elders who are very close to each other.
However, Ying Chanxi felt that it was just because she helped Aunt Yuan spread the sheets, so when she went downstairs and the cold wind blew, she stopped thinking about these things and followed Li Luo to play next door.
On the third floor here, in Yuan Wanqing's bedroom.
Ying Zhicheng followed into the bedroom, closed the door, and hugged Yuan Wanqing's slim waist from behind, resting his head on her shoulder.
"Don't make trouble." Yuan Wanqing was still nervous about the mistakes in the details just now. Ying Zhicheng suddenly hugged her and whispered, "Xixi and Zhusheng have just left, so be careful."
"It's okay." Ying Zhicheng carried her to the window, "Look, the three of them have already gone next door. Li Luo knows what happened between us and won't let them come and disturb us."
"No." Yuan Wanqing hurriedly took half a step back, not daring to stand at the window and let Ying Zhicheng hold her, "You are serious, what if they look up and see me?"
"We've already gone up the stairs next door. We can't see it." Ying Zhicheng pressed Yuan Wanqing against the window, "Don't move, be good."
"...I still have to pack my luggage."
"Take care of me first."
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During dinner, Yuan Wanqing followed Ying Zhicheng to sit down on the second floor next door.
Li Luo glanced at Yuan Wanqing and felt that her hair was much softer, her body seemed to be slightly moisturized, and her cheeks were whiter and tenderer. She looked like she had just taken a shower.
Thinking of the hint in Ying Zhicheng's eyes just now, Li Luo couldn't help but twitch his lips, thinking to himself, Uncle Ying, you really can't hold it in.
After all, he is also the general manager of a big company. Why don’t he have any determination?
Not as good as him!
No one else noticed it, only Yan Zhusheng, who was sitting next to Yuan Wanqing, sniffed and smelled the unique fragrance of shower gel that Yuan Wanqing had just after taking a bath.
"Mom, have you taken a shower?" Yan Zhusheng asked curiously.
"Yes." Yuan Wanqing looked as usual and nodded, "After packing my luggage, I had nothing else to do, so I just washed it."
At this time, Lin Xiuhong and the others had already brought various dishes for dinner to the table.
When everyone else here saw Yuan Wanqing, their eyes looked different.
After all, Yuan Wanqing came over as a guest two days ago, so she hasn't even attended the Spring Festival Gala yet.
This time, the identity is different. This is a popular singer who sang two songs in this year's Spring Festival Gala.
The song "Mom, Daughter" sings about family.
The song "Ruishi" is about the country.
We all have it, and with this kind of treatment and ability, I would probably envy a lot of singers in the entertainment industry.
But after eating, everyone gradually ran out of ideas.
Yuan Wanqing is also very low-key, without the airs of a big star at all. She chats and laughs with Lin Xiuhong. Although she is well-maintained without makeup, she really looks like an ordinary person.
Compared with the gorgeous and elegant appearance on the spring evening last night, they seemed to be two completely different people.
Of course, Yuan Wanqing's low-arrogance image also made everyone feel a little relieved.
After all, they are also big stars. For older people like Li Xuefeng and Li Xuexian, they actually have no idea how popular Yuan Wanqing was before.
But after watching the Spring Festival Gala, I naturally understand everything.
Even Li Luo's grandparents have completely different perceptions of a singer who has never been to the Spring Festival Gala.
However, Yuan Wanqing was more than arrogant. After eating until she was half full, she stood up with Ying Zhicheng and toasted to the two round tables.
He said it was to make up for last night's New Year's Eve celebration, but Li Luo next to him couldn't help but look weird when he saw Yuan Wanqing toasting with Ying Zhicheng.
Especially when he saw Yuan Wanqing coming to Grandpa Ying's side to toast, Li Luo looked at Grandpa Ying's smiling face and eyes and couldn't help but become suspicious.
Could it be that Grandpa Ying already knew about this?
Finished the dinner comfortably.
After Yuan Wanqing finished the toast, she was initially integrated into the atmosphere of this big family. After dinner, he sat at the mahjong table and played mahjong with Lin Xiuhong and the others.
Ying Zhicheng, who was sitting on the sofa chatting with Li Guohong, looked at Yuan Wanqing, who was completely integrated into the mahjong game over there, and couldn't help but smile.
Li Luo looked at this warm scene and felt a little emotional.
If there is a real showdown in the future, and Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng understand and accept all this, it would be quite wonderful to maintain such a scene.
In fact, Li Luo felt that there was no need to wait until college to discuss the matter between Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing.
Because compared to Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng in the previous life, they have obviously changed a lot in this life.
There may be completely different attitudes towards Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing.
At least it won't be like in her previous life. Yan Zhusheng has not seen Yuan Wanqing come to her home for more than half a year, and Yan Zhusheng has never said that she is going to visit her mother's home.
To be honest, based on Li Luo's understanding of Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng's high school personalities in this life, he felt that Ying Chanxi would be even more unacceptable.
But judging from the situation in the previous life, it seems to be the other way around?
Li Luo could probably guess that there was probably his own reason for this, but he didn't know exactly what was going on.
Maybe it's because Yan Zhusheng relied more on himself in this life, but more on Yuan Wanqing in the previous life?
Li Luo was thinking about this in his mind, and took the two girls to play cards with Chen Lu and the others.
After playing until about ten o'clock in the evening, the card game in the living room ended and everyone went back to their homes. Li Luo went upstairs to take a shower and then went back to the bedroom to code.
On the first day of the new year, he was still working hard on typing. As a great author with an annual income of tens of millions, he was quite diligent.
In the chapters updated in the past two days, I should mention it a little more to let readers know how difficult it is for him.
As for the existence of manuscripts, it is impossible to tell readers.
Anyway, no matter who asks, the chapters updated today were all coded by him after hard work that day!
And just when Li Luo was coding seriously.
On the third floor next door, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng entered the bathroom together and took a bath together.
Yuan Wanqing was chatting with Ying Zhicheng on the sofa in the corridor on the third floor. Seeing this scene, she suddenly fell into deep thought: "When did the relationship between the two of them become so good?"
Can we all take a shower together?
In Yuan Wanqing's mind, Yan Zhusheng officially moved into Bihailanting after finishing her first year of high school.
Li Luo and Ying Chanxi have known each other since childhood, and they have been living together with Xu Youyu since the first year of high school.
As the last girl to settle in Bihailanting, Yan Zhusheng would be great if she could become friends with Ying Chanxi and the others.
How could they develop to the level of being such good best friends who take a shower together?
"It would be better for us if we have a better relationship." Ying Zhicheng took Yuan Wanqing's hand, put it in his own and played with it.
Yuan Wanqing retracted her hand nervously and whispered: "You don't want to die? We'll talk about it in your room later."
"Then you will come over after taking a shower soon?"
"Let's wait until Xixi, Zhusheng and the others go to bed."
The two of them sat on the sofa in the corridor for a while, and after making an agreement, they got up and went back to their rooms.
After Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng finished taking a bath and came out of the bathroom, Yuan Wanqing took a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom to take a bath.
When the two girls saw this, they looked at each other and put on their down jackets silently.
"Mom is taking a bath." Yan Zhusheng whispered.
"Dad is in the bedroom." Ying Chanxi responded in a low voice.
The two people pulled on the door frame, looked around in the corridor, and then quietly walked out of Ying Chanxi's room, closed the door, and slipped out from the corridor.
Walking along the rooftop, they soon reached the entrance of the corridor next door. After quickly reaching the third floor, they successfully arrived at the door of Li Luo's bedroom.
Because Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong's room was next door, they didn't dare to knock on the door and just pressed the door handle.
Li Luo, who was coding in the room, couldn't help but smile helplessly when he heard the movement at the door: "Come in, stop being sneaky."
Hearing Li Luo's voice, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng stopped pretending, opened the door and walked in.
"Hiss...it's so cold." Ying Chanxi walked into the bedroom, rubbed his little hands, and stamped his feet.
Li Luo took a look and found that they were still wearing pajamas and just a down jacket and came over. He immediately laughed and shook his head, waving to Ying Chanxi: "Come here."
"What's wrong?" Ying Chanxi walked over obediently and saw Li Luo stretching out his hand, and his two big hands wrapped around Ying Chanxi's small hand.
After being wrapped by the warm hands, Ying Chanxi suddenly felt that his cold little hands had become warm, and he sighed comfortably.
Seeing this, Yan Zhusheng also stretched out his hand towards Li Luo.
But Li Luo only had two hands after all, so he raised his head and said to Yan Zhusheng: "Stretch my neck here."
"Oh." Yan Zhusheng was not polite to him, and touched Li Luo's neck with two cold hands. The cold made him hiss and tremble, and it took him a long time to recover.
After the two girls' little hands became warm, Li Luo thought the mission was over.
But Yan Zhusheng said: "Li Luo, your feet are cold too."
"I, I'm cold too." Ying Chanxi said quickly.
Li Luo had no choice but to pause the coding and said to them: "Then go to bed."
I don’t know if it’s a physical problem. It seems that girls always have cold hands and feet after winter.
Especially when these two girls came over, they didn't wear socks, just a pair of cotton slippers.
Now after getting into bed, two pairs of crystal clear feet were exposed, greeting Li Luo playfully.
Li Luo lifted the quilt, covered them both, and then came to the end of the bed and sat down.
Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng were leaning on the bedside. Seeing this, they straightened their legs and stuffed their feet into Li Luo's arms.
Yan Zhusheng's feet are very slender, with a beautiful shape, and the curvature of the instep is very obvious.
Ying Chanxi, on the other hand, has a pair of white and tender little feet, which look petite and cute, and are soft when pinched.
Li Luo took all four of their feet into his arms, touching them and squeezing them to keep them warm from the cold.
But Yan Zhusheng's feet were particularly restless. One of them made a gentle effort and got into the hem of Li Luo's pajamas like a flexible snake.
Li Luo felt a cold feeling in his stomach, and he hissed immediately, and glared at Yan Zhusheng angrily: "You want to freeze me to death."
"Then I won't touch this place." Yan Zhusheng said this, and as his eyes rolled, his feet began to do bad things.
Li Luo hissed again, but this time he was not cold anymore. He quickly pressed down Yan Zhusheng's feet, not daring to let her mess around.
"Li Luo, are you okay?" Ying Chanxi asked strangely.
"It's okay..."
(End of chapter)