Young Madam Li hacked you again

After Li Jingchen's face froze, he said, "I believe in you. You said that your body and mind belong to me only."

Lu Wanwan raised her eyebrows and asked, "But for the past six years, I have lived under the same roof with Fu Shuo, how can you believe that he never touched me?"

Li Jingchen repeated firmly: "because I believe in you."

Lu Wanwan smiled: "Yes, because you trust me, I also trust you. Moreover, I think Qingling's analysis just now makes sense. You are probably the victim."

Li Jingchen looked at her intently, and asked hoarsely, "Wanwan, can you kiss me again?"

Lu Wanwan asked worriedly, "Are you sick again?"

"Well, disgusting."

It's not nausea, it's joy. His mood at this moment is like a seed that is about to break through the soil and bloom and bear fruit quickly. It only needs a little irrigation later in the day.

Lu Wanwan then kissed him: "Is it better?"

Li Jingchen hooked his thin lips: "It's getting better, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Wanwan kissed him again.

Li Jingchen lowered his eyes, concealing his ecstasy, and said as calmly as possible: "It seems... a little better again."

But not enough, far from enough.

Lu Wanwan could only kiss him one mouthful after another.

After the kiss, Lu Wanwan showed a skeptical expression: "Li Jingchen, why don't you keep brushing your teeth?"

After a pause, Li Jingchen smiled and said, "I'm much better."

"That's good." Her mouth was sour.

She waved her hand immediately and said, "Go out, I'm going to take a bath."

Li Jingchen's eyes are full of tenderness: "I'll get you pajamas."

Lu Wanwan nodded: "Yes."

Li Jingchen was in a very good mood, and he was floating when he walked.

And when he opened the door, he saw An An was holding a bunch of door keys, sweating from his brow.

An An tried the key outside the door for a long time, but she just couldn't open the door.

How did he know that the servant didn't want to offend Li Jingchen or him, so he took all the keys to the doors for him to try by himself, but the servant didn't tell An An that the keys to Li Jingchen's room were kept by himself.

At this time, seeing Li Jingchen came out, An An stopped trying the key and asked anxiously, "What did you do to my mommy?"

Li Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "It's your mommy who did something to me."

An An couldn't understand the adult's hint: "My mommy is so weak, what can I do to you?"

"There's so much she can do to me."

After Li Jingchen finished speaking meaningfully, he bypassed An An and went to the cloakroom to pick out a nightgown for Lu Wanwan.

Taking this opportunity, An An slipped into Li Jingchen's room and called, "Mommy, Mommy."

Lu Wanwan came out of the foggy bathroom: "An'an?"

An An came to her and asked, "Mum, I'm here to save you! Are you okay?"

"Uh...Mommy is fine." Lu Wanwan thought of the winking at An'an just now, no wonder he was so anxious.

An An was really anxious, as if Lu Wanwan had lost a piece of meat: "Li Jingchen, a big villain, suddenly grabbed you into the room with a stinky face. I'm really afraid that he will bully you."

"No." Lu Wanwan touched his little face and comforted him, "Mommy can protect herself."

An An asked naively: "But he is so tall, how can Mommy protect herself?"

Before Lu Wanwan could speak, she heard Li Jingchen walk in and said to her, "Put this on."

Lu Wanwan took the nightgown and put it in the bathroom without looking at it.

Because she remembered that Li Jingchen had asked Boss Du of Jinxiu Pavilion to take back all those indecent nightdresses.

The rest is naturally fine, she took it for granted.

Turning around, she found that there was enough water in the bathtub, so she turned off the tap and said to An An, "Baby, Mommy is going to take a bath."

An An glanced at Li Jingchen, and asked worriedly: "Mummy, do you want me to guard you here?"

Lu Wanwan was moved, but An An was not Li Jingchen's opponent: "No need, Mommy will lock the door."

"Okay then." An An nodded.

After Lu Wanwan closed the bathroom door, Li Jingchen's voice sounded: "Still leaving?"

An An asked, "Where are you staring at?"

The bathroom door is frosted, making the people inside look vague. An An just looked back and then looked away, but Li Jingchen kept staring.

What he was looking at was self-evident.

Although An An is small, she also knows how to protect Lu Wanwan's privacy, so she opened her arms and blocked the bathroom door: "Be careful, I will tell Mommy, you peek at her taking a bath."

After Li Jingchen smiled, he turned around and sat on the sofa, looking openly.

An An couldn't help muttering: "Shameless."

After a while, the sound of splashing water sounded.

An An realized that Li Jingchen couldn't see even if he wanted to see the bathtub.

After Li Jingchen looked back regretfully, he asked, "Can you leave now?"

An An met his dangerous face in the middle of the night, and said worriedly: "The "500 Elementary School Compositions" you asked someone to buy for me has many mistakes. I want you to buy me other tutorial books, is that okay? ?”

Li Jingchen didn't know that he was deliberately delaying time, but the sound of water in the bathroom tickled his heart, and he could just divert his attention: "Ok, which subject do you want to buy?"

"Lend me the pen and paper, and I'll write you the counseling you need," An An said.

Li Jingchen said: "It's on the desk, go get it."

An An walked to his desk, reached for the paper and pen, and began to write.

He had never used a fountain pen, but he had seen Fu Shuo used it, uh... and Li Jingchen, recalling their posture, unscrewed the pen cap, and began to write.

At some point, Li Jingchen came behind him, looked at An An's crooked pen writing, and jokingly said, "Have you never practiced calligraphy?"

An An pouted: "Yeah, I haven't practiced."

He is only in the second grade of elementary school now, and all he uses is pencils.

Li Jingchen reminded: "Don't press so hard, the tip of the pen will be broken later, and all the ink will come out."

Li Jingchen's original intention was that it would be troublesome to wipe the table.

But An An glanced at the brand of the pen and found out that it belonged to Kailandi, she was slightly taken aback.

He remembered this brand of fountain pens. Fu Shuo also had one. It was said that it was limited to only 10 pieces in the world, and the price was nearly 20 US dollars.

Thinking of this, An An gently put down the pen. If it was broken, he couldn't afford it, at least not now.

Li Jingchen glanced at his immature handwriting, and said with a smile: "It seems that before I buy you a tutorial book, I have to buy a copybook for you first."

An'an puffed up her face, and her unyielding energy was aroused: "Don't worry, my handwriting will definitely be a hundred times more beautiful than yours in the future!"