Wenjing automatically ignored the tone of congratulations and teasing, just pretending that he was praising her youth.

The breath faded a little, "Tsk!"

She went to the reception area, went to the leather sofa, took out the makeup mirror and looked at her face, and poked her cheeks with her fingers.

Well, delicate Q-spread.

Sure enough, she is still a girl.

After sitting for a while, Yan had already come back.

Wen Jing, as usual, saw Yan Zao, immediately got up and ran towards her, "Zhao Zao."

He hugged Yan Zao's neck, "I miss you so much."

Yan has long been used to familiar lines.

She rolled her eyes when she was strangled, "Don't be so exaggerated, okay?"

Then push Wenjing away.

Wenjing frowned, "I didn't exaggerate."

Yan Zao said lightly: "Let's go upstairs first."

There were still Shao Ran sitting on the sofa and congratulations.

Yan Zao didn't know Shao Ran, so he took a look, but was not curious about who it was.

She helped Wenjing carry a bag, and Wenjing dragged the box herself.

The two of them were about to leave hand in hand, and Xia Xiaoqin came over. She stared at Yan Zao and looked at him, and asked with a smile: "This is Lan Mu's wife, Zao Zao."

A loving smile on his face.

It looks very friendly and kind.

Zhou Sicheng replied to Xia Xiaoqin, "Yes."

Then he introduced Xia Xiaoqin to Yan Zao, "This is my aunt."

Yan Zao suddenly realized that no wonder he felt familiar. It turned out to be Zhou Sicheng's aunt, who was twins with his mother, but they didn't look that much like him.

It's just a similar thing.

She politely nodded to Xia Xiaoqin, "Hello."

"This child is so beautiful." Xia Xiaoqin sincerely praised Yan Zao, and then sighed with a pity. "I can only see Lan Mu growing up. You are a little hasty in getting married, and I can't attend the wedding. It's really a pity."

She could hear this, without any malice.

It's a really regretful tone.

Yan Zao smiled with a pursed lips and planned to leave.

Wenjing suddenly said, "It's okay, my aunt, they will hold a wedding next week, you can attend."

Yan Zao raised his eyebrows, what?

She looked at Wenjing in surprise and confusion.

Xia Xiaoqin was surprised when she heard this, “Really?”

Wen Jing nodded, "It's true. The competition will end tomorrow. We will hold the wedding when we return to China. We are already arranged..."

As she spoke, she realized something was wrong and her voice became smaller.

Turning his head, sure enough, he saw Yan Zao looking at her with suspicious eyes.

Oh my God...

Wenjing covered her mouth, and she seemed to say something was missing.

Stop and change the topic quickly, "Let's go, I'm so tired and want to lie down for a while."

She dragged the box and walked quickly to the front.

Yan Zao smiled at everyone and nodded, and followed Wenjing.

The two did not talk along the way, and returned to the room and closed the door. Yan Zao asked Wenjing, "What wedding?"

Wen Jing shook her head, "It's nothing, I'm talking nonsense."

I'm going to die, and I can't say it in advance, so why did I miss it?

Wenjing, you are really not enough to succeed!!!

Classmate Wen was so upset that he blamed himself for his own fault.

She turned her back and smashed her fist hard on her forehead. It's so damn.

Yan Zao saw Wenjing's reaction and small movements. She hugged her chest with her hands and said leisurely: "If you don't tell the truth, just go to the corridor tonight."

"Ouch." Wen Jing panicked. She turned around and pulled Yan Zao and said, "I said I said it, but you can't tell Lan Mu that it was me who told you. He was going to surprise you."

It was a surprise... she just missed it too much.

In fact, Yan Zao was not surprised when it comes to the wedding, because Lan Mu said he would make up for her wedding, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

After hearing Wenjing's words, she couldn't help but smile in her eyes.

He reached out and slapped Wen Jing's forehead, "Then do you still say?"

Wen Jing felt wronged, "You asked me to say it."

Did she want to say?

She failed her cousin's trust in her, and she was really sad.

Yan Zao said: "Then stop talking."

The surprise should not be the wedding next week, but the details of the wedding.

But in the current V Championship finals, where did he get the leisure to prepare for the wedding?

Are you not afraid of delaying the game?

It's really...

Yan Zao felt sweet when he was so sorry for Lan Mu.

She stopped talking, Wen Jing seemed to have been acquitted, laughed happily, jumped in front of Yan Zao, and said with a smile: "I will be your bridesmaid, and I will choose the bridesmaid dress myself."

Yan Zao looked disgusted, "Who wants you to be a bridesmaid?"

Wenjing had already locked up the quota of bridesmaids in Lan Mu. No matter how many bridesmaids she wanted, she must have one of them anyway. She wanted to wear a beautiful dress.

She pouted and dissatisfied, "Who will you let me be a bridesmaid if you don't let me be a bridesmaid?"

Yan has long stopped answering the topic, "You wash first, and wait for Lan Mu to come back and then go to have a meal."

Then she turned to the bathroom and helped Wenjing release the water.

Wenjing opened her suitcase, took her clothes, and went to the bathroom door. Yan was wearing a bathtub cover. She looked at Wenjing and said, "I have been on the plane for so long, so I can take a while."

It was still a normal cabin, she had felt that kind of taste for more than ten hours.

Wenjing lay on the door frame and said with a smile: "I remember to throw the flowers in your hand to me during your wedding."

Silly look.

Yan Zao couldn't help but want to laugh, raised her eyebrows and teased Wen Jing, "Do you want to get married too?"

Wen Jing pouted, "Who doesn't want peach blossoms to bloom?"

Rolling his eyes again.

Then he took his clothes into the bathroom.

Yan Zao put on the bathtub sleeve, adjusted the water temperature, and prepared to go out.

"You can come out after soaking for a while, and go to have a meal later. I greet Xiao Jing."

Wen Jing nodded, "Okay."

Suddenly, she thought of something and pulled Yan Zao again, "Sister."

In Yan Zao's memory, Wen Jing never called her sister so much, and she was so intimate.

There is a purpose at first hearing.

Yan Zao looked through his eyes and tone, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Wenjing pulled her arm and shook it, "Can you take me to see the little pineapple after dinner?"

Raise your eyebrows.

Bad looks.

"..." Yan Zao rolled his eyes speechlessly, "You want to see yourself, I have no time."

anthomaniac!

Then he shook Wen Jing's arm and left.
To be continued...