: Delaying the dimples from taking off the single

"Little dimples, what did that kid tell you, making you so happy?"

Old Mrs. Wen was not a gossiper at first, but Wen Jiu smiled sweetly when she saw the message, so she couldn't help but ask.

After saying that, she immediately realized that she was not very good, so she quickly added, "Little dimples, my sister-in-law just asked casually, don't take it seriously."

Mr. Wen frowned slightly, but he felt that she didn't need to say anything, because he wanted to know what the brat of the Ji family said, and that he could actually make his sister so happy.

Wen Jiu didn't think it was impossible to say anything. She raised her phone and chuckled, "Yan Bao wants someone to send me some snacks."

Hearing this, Old Mrs. Wen and Old Mrs. Wen had completely different reactions.

Old Mrs. Wen showed an admiration and praised: "This child is good and has a heart."

"What's the intention? I think he's a waste of his expression!" Mr. Wen was very dissatisfied, "Does he look down on our Wen family? He feels that we don't have the ability to prepare snacks for the dimple!"

Warm wine: “………”

Old Mrs. Wen and her two daughters-in-law: “………”

Old Mrs. Wen frowned and looked at Old Mr. Wen, "Do you think you look like a slut? You're an expert, you're this."

Mr. Wen: “………”

He also knew that he was a little bit like that, but he was just unhappy.

"Say less and follow me upstairs." Old Mrs. Wen finished speaking and walked towards the stairs first.

I have to teach him a few words, so that he can't delay dimples from getting out of singleness.

Mr. Wen followed his wife upstairs honestly. Everyone looked at the backs of the couple and knew that he was going to receive education.

"Does my aunt want to go up and take a rest?" Jiang Ruoying looked at her lovingly.

"No, I'm playing games here." Wen Jiu sat on the sofa and took out the old man's computer to play the game of skyscrapers.

Everyone's view of this kind of small game has always been monotonous and boring. It was not until they saw Wenjiu playing this game that they suddenly realized that it was not that this game was not fun, but that they couldn't play it.

I play warm wine very well. Every floor is not bad at all, and it is stacked together accurately.

The buildings are stacking higher and higher, and they are getting more and more shaking. The rain is heavy and the fog is everywhere, making it feel like you can't see the building clearly.

Originally, Jiang Ruoying and Bai Canwei were just sitting next to Wen Jiu, watching her play, and their husbands came over from behind. Finally, Wen Zichuan and several nephews and grandsons also stood behind Wen Jiu, watching her operation nervously.

Wenjiu played with it with ease and calmness, not even the edges were too high, and everyone around her held her breath, fearing that the skyscraper would suddenly collapse.

At this moment, the ringtone of the mobile phone with the warm wine on the coffee table rang.

She paused, looked up at her phone, and the words "Yanbao" were displayed on the screen.

The others were nervously staring at the small screen on Nogia, worried that the hanging floor would fall off by themselves after time.

And such an ending is almost unquestionable. Wen Jiu answered Ji Xianyan's call and was no longer interested in playing games. Looking at the scattered floors, her voice even had a smile.

"Have you arrived? Wait a moment, I'll go out to get it."

After hanging up the phone, several people next to him said that they could ask Butler Li to go out and pick it up, wanting to watch Wenjiu to continue playing games, but-

"I promised Yan Bao to get it in person."

After Wen Jiu finished speaking, he locked the screen for the old man, got up and walked towards the door.
Chapter completed!