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    I have to say that knowing a child is better than a mother, Mrs. Wen looked at her son who was blocking the door, even though he still had a paralyzed face, she could still feel the unnaturalness of the other party.

    The neckline of the t-shirt was torn in a mess, the belt of the trousers was half loose, and even the corners of the eyes were a little abnormally red, which can be said to be very weird.

    Mrs. Wen is someone who has experienced it. Even though she has never given Wen Yang any youth physical health classes since she was a child, this does not affect her judgment of the situation.

    There is definitely a ghost, and there is still an ambiguous smell in the air that has not dissipated.

    She stretched her neck, and caught a sharp glimpse of a ball of black fabric in the living room, which looked crumpled, and was randomly thrown on the edge of the dining table, and the lace was vaguely discernible.

    This is¡­¡­

    Still unwilling to give up, she squinted her eyes for a closer look.  The boy had already closed the door with his backhand, blocking her full view.

    Wen Yang's face was cold, and his tone was a little helpless: "Mom."

    Mrs. Wen's thoughts froze for two seconds, and then her eyes widened. Because of her exaggerated expression, a few shallow crow's feet were squeezed out of her well-maintained face.

    "You just now" She pointed at her son with trembling hands, with a look of disbelief.

    Wen Yang lowered her eyes, and had no desire to defend herself.  Just when he thought his mother was about to start preaching, he was suddenly hammered hard on the shoulder, and then an unusually cheerful tone came from his ear.

    "Why don't you tell your mother that you have a girlfriend?" Mrs. Wen beamed with joy, patting the boy's back repeatedly, and urged, "She's inside, show me."

    Wen Yang replied bluntly: "It's not convenient now."

    It's really inconvenient. Thinking of her dazed and flushed face just now, she was wearing nothing under her nightgown in a vacuum. If she let her mother in now, it would be beyond embarrassment.

    What kind of person Mrs. Wen is, she understood immediately, she straightened her son's crooked neckline, and blinked: "When I came here just now, I found a good western restaurant downstairs, let's have dinner together at noon  ?¡±

    Young Master Wen subconsciously refused: "Mom, we"

    Mrs. Wen didn't give him a chance to finish, so she interrupted quickly: "Ah, I suddenly remembered that the store's business seems to be very good, I have to hurry up and make a reservation."

    She was carrying a checkered bag of the season, hurried downstairs, stopped at the corner, waved to her son, and smiled slightly: "You take your time to tidy up, I can wait."

    Wen Yang: ""

    Feeling inexplicably irritable, he pursed his lower lip, and began to wonder why his mother knew the address here. After thinking for a while, someone's name appeared in the mist. He took out his phone with a sneer, and sent Zhou Mo a message: [  My mother is here.  ¡¿

    Zhou Mo first replied with a series of ellipses, followed by a long paragraph of apology, and finally played a voice request directly.

    Young Master Wen hung up without even thinking about it, and left a sentence: [I can do it myself.  ¡¿

    Zhou Mo's lasagna-tearful villain expression failed to arouse the pity of his high school deskmate, Wen Yang directly locked the screen and turned on the silent mode, and then took a long leg and went straight to the master bedroom.

    The bedroom was quiet and quiet. On the bed, there was a man who wrapped himself in the blanket to reduce his sense of existence. The lower legs were still exposed, and his feet rubbed against the sheets.

    "Not uncomfortable?" He bent down slightly, leaning on the bed with one knee, trying to lift the quilt on top of her head.

    How could Fu Sasha let him get what he wanted? He pulled even harder and shouted, "Let me die."

    Because of the thick layer, her voice was a bit muffled.

    Wen Yang didn't really hear it, but he could guess what she meant, even being hugged into his lap, and then pulled the quilt away like peeling a rice dumpling.

    The girl's face was revealed, her brows and eyes were full of annoyance, her white teeth bit her red lips, and she muttered: "It's over, it's over, it's over"

    "What are you doing?" He casually brushed the broken hair around her cheek.

    Fu Sasa opened his hand angrily, and said angrily, "Why didn't you tell me your mother is coming?"

    Why did she suddenly appear at such a time? Even though Mrs. Wen didn't see her face, sooner or later she would know who the hot woman with her son was

    Very angry.

    It hurts too.

    She wailed, buried her face in her boyfriend's neck and rubbed frantically: "Brother Linzhou, I am determined to cherish every minute and every second I spend with you now."

    Young Master Wen was itchy from her broken hair, so he pulled the distance away slightly.p;Master Wen didn't respond, he checked the menu calmly and self-possessively, and ordered a starter, main course and dessert.

    After the waiter left, Mrs. Wen began to ask questions endlessly while the food was being served. Wen Yang tried to get rid of the siege many times, but later found that the two women chatted more and more, and then almost completely ignored his existence.  .

    ?Thanks to Xu Manni, Fu Sasa is as familiar with the season's lipstick bags as any wealthy wife, and she is also delighted when talking about items that girls like.

    Mrs. Wen was very happy to hear that. She already had a special affection for people with a cheerful personality, not to mention that the other party was her son's girlfriend and a high school classmate who knew everything.

    With eager anticipation, she asked an earth-shattering question: "When will you get married?"

    Poof.

    Fu Sasa was drinking lemonade, but before swallowing a mouthful, he almost choked to death, and looked at Wen Yang for help.

    He also frowned: "We are not of legal age, at least after graduation."

    Mrs. Wen didn't take it seriously: "Then do you have time next week?"

    Fu Sasa was full of confusion: "Huh?"

    Wen Yang's face was sullen, and he already had a vague premonition of something ominous.

    Mrs. Wen smiled very happily: "Before you came, I called your dad and asked him to make an appointment with Fu Dong and his wife for dinner on Saturday." She took Fu Sasha's hand, and the words were not surprising: "When the time comes  First knock down the engagement date, do you have any objections?"

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    God assists Mrs. Wen.

    Speeded up the tempo for us.

    Next, there will be two or three chapters over on the university campus.

    Then the urban background will be written in about ten chapters and it will be almost finished

    Looking forward to the official launch of our Wen¡¤Overbearing President.

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