Chapter 467 Mom is taking a shower, Dad is in the bedroom

After lunch, Ying Zhicheng drove to the airport to pick someone up.

Li Luo waited for Ying Chanxi to go next door and clean up the bedroom where Yuan Wanqing would live, then took them out for a walk to visit Zhao Rongjun and Jin Yuting's homes.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ying Zhicheng drove Yuan Wanqing back to the yard and happened to run into Li Luo and other two who were returning from a stroll outside.

"Mom." Yan Zhusheng trotted over and helped Yuan Wanqing carry the luggage, and Li Luo also came forward to help.

Ying Chanxi led Yuan Wanqing to the third floor of her house and pushed open the door of the bedroom that had been tidied up: "Aunt Yuan, you can stay here for the next few days. The sheets and quilt covers are all ready. Let me know if you need anything else."

Yuan Wanqing glanced at the stairs and then at the bedroom.

Coming in from the stairs on the third floor is an L-shaped corridor.

Ying Chanxi's bedroom is the first one, closest to the stairs.

The bathroom is opposite.

If you walk straight down the stairs, you will reach Ying Zhicheng's bedroom. After turning right, you will be facing Yuan Wanqing's bedroom door.

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 was finally going to live here.

Even though it was just a few short days, Yuan Wanqing still felt a little dazed.

If my relationship with Ying Zhicheng and our two children becomes clear in the future, I will also be considered Ying Chanxi's mother.

Thinking of this, Yuan Wanqing subconsciously raised her hand and touched Ying Chanxi's head: "Xixi is so good, Zhusheng needs to learn a lot from you."

When Yuan Wanqing touched his head, Ying Chanxi was stunned for a moment.

Yuan Wanqing also reacted at this time, and hurriedly withdrew her hand, taking the suitcase from Yan Zhusheng: "I'll pack the luggage first, you guys go and have fun, don't worry about me."

Li Luo looked at Yuan Wanqing, then at Ying Chanxi, and then his gaze fell on Ying Zhicheng's face.

Ying Zhicheng was also secretly watching his daughter's reaction at this time. After noticing Li Luo's gaze, he signaled with his eyes.

Li Luo understood and nodded, saying, "Then let's not disturb Aunt Yuan for now. Xixi, Zhusheng, let's go play next door."

"Oh." Ying Chanxi turned around obediently and followed Li Luo towards the corridor entrance. However, when he walked out of the corridor, he still tilted his head and touched his hair, still thinking about Yuan Wanqing's touch on his head just now.

How strange...

If it was Lin Xiuhong who touched her head, it would be understandable.

But why did Aunt Yuan touch her hair?

They seemed to know each other, but in fact they had met only a few times, mostly at parent-teacher meetings and family dinners together.

Or maybe it was when I followed Li Luo to Yan Zhusheng's house before, and they met occasionally.

There is no way to say that we are particularly familiar with each other, let alone compared with Lin Xiuhong.

Actions like patting the head should only be done by elders who are very close to someone.

However, Ying Chanxi thought that it was probably because she helped Aunt Yuan make the bed, so after going downstairs, when the cold wind blew, she stopped thinking about these things and followed Li Luo to play next door.

And on the third floor here, in Yuan Wanqing's bedroom.

Ying Zhicheng followed her into the bedroom, closed the door, and then hugged Yuan Wanqing's slender waist from behind, resting his head on her shoulder.

"Stop it." Yuan Wanqing was still nervous about the mistakes she made in the details. When Ying Zhicheng suddenly hugged her, she whispered, "Xixi and Zhusheng just left. Be careful."

"It's okay." Ying Zhicheng carried her to the window, "Look, the three of them have gone next door. Li Luo knows about our relationship and won't let them come over to disturb us."

"Don't." Yuan Wanqing quickly took a half step back, not daring to continue standing at the window to let Ying Zhicheng hold her. "You are such a fool. What if they look up and see us?"

"I've already climbed the stairs next door. I can't see you." Ying Zhicheng pressed Yuan Wanqing against the window. "Don't move, dear."

"I still have to pack my luggage."

"Take care of me first."

……

During dinner, Yuan Wanqing followed Ying Zhicheng to the second floor next door and sat down.

Li Luo glanced at Yuan Wanqing and felt that her hair was much smoother, her body seemed to be slightly moist, and her cheeks were whiter and tenderer. It was obvious that she had just taken a shower.

Thinking of the hint that Ying Zhicheng had given him just now, Li Luo couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, thinking to himself, Uncle Ying, you really can't hold it back.

After all, you are the general manager of a big company, how come you have no self-control?

Not as good as him!
No one else noticed it, but Yan Zhusheng, who was sitting next to Yuan Wanqing, sniffed and smelled the unique scent of shower gel on Yuan Wanqing's body after she had just taken a shower.

"Mom, have you taken a shower?" Yan Zhusheng asked curiously.

"Yeah." Yuan Wanqing nodded with a normal expression, "After packing my luggage, I had nothing else to do, so I took a shower."

At this time, Lin Xiuhong and the others had already brought various dinner dishes to the table.

When the other people present saw Yuan Wanqing, their eyes were different.

After all, Yuan Wanqing came to visit us a few days ago, but she hadn’t appeared on the Spring Festival Gala yet.

This time, his identity is different. He is a popular singer who sang two songs in this year's Spring Festival Gala.

The song "Yes, Mother, Yes, Daughter" is about family.

The song "As Wish" is about the country.

Everyone has it. With this kind of treatment and ability, a lot of singers in the entertainment industry would probably be envious.

But after the meal, everyone gradually stopped having any extra thoughts.

Yuan Wanqing is also very low-key, and has no airs of a big star at all. She chats and laughs with Lin Xiuhong. Without makeup, although she takes good care of herself, she really looks like an ordinary person.

Compared with her gorgeous, bright and elegant image on the Spring Festival Gala last night, she seemed like two completely different people.

Of course, Yuan Wanqing's humble image also made everyone feel a little relieved.

After all, she is a big star. 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 understood everything.

Even Li Luo's grandparents would have completely different views on a singer depending on whether he or she has performed on the Spring Festival Gala.

However, Yuan Wanqing was more than humble. After she had eaten half her fill, she stood up with Ying Zhicheng and toasted everyone at the two round tables.

Although he said that he was making up for the New Year's Eve dinner last night, Li Luo, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but look strange when he saw Yuan Wanqing toasting Ying Zhicheng.

Especially when he saw Yuan Wanqing coming to Grandpa Ying to toast, Li Luo looked at Grandpa Ying's smiling face and eyes and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Could it be that Grandpa Ying already knew about this?
I finished my dinner comfortably.

After Yuan Wanqing finished toasting, she was able to integrate into the atmosphere of this big family. After dinner, she sat at the mahjong table and played mahjong with Lin Xiuhong and the others.

Ying Zhicheng, who was sitting on the sofa and chatting with Li Guohong, couldn't help but smile as he looked at Yuan Wanqing who was completely immersed in the mahjong game.

Li Luo looked at this heartwarming scene and felt a little emotional.

It would be wonderful if a showdown really came down to it in the future, and Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng understood and accepted everything, and this scene could be maintained.

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 the matter of Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing.

At least it wouldn't be like in her previous life. For more than half a year, Yan Zhusheng hadn't seen Yuan Wanqing come to her house to visit, and Yan Zhusheng had never said she wanted to visit her mother.

To be honest, based on Li Luo's understanding of Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng's personalities in high school in this life, he felt that Ying Chanxi would be the one who could not accept it even more.

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 a reason for this, but he didn't know exactly what was going on.

Maybe it’s because Yan Zhusheng relies more on himself in this life, while he relied more on Yuan Wanqing in the previous life?
Li Luo was thinking about all these things in his mind while taking the two girls to play cards with Chen Lu and the others.

After playing until around ten o'clock in the evening, the card game in the living room was over and everyone went home. Li Luo went upstairs to take a shower and then returned to the bedroom to write.

He was still typing diligently on the first day of the Lunar New Year. As a great author with an annual income of tens of millions, he is considered to be quite hardworking.

In the chapters updated these two days, I have to mention him a little more to let the readers know how difficult it is for him.

As for the fact that I have manuscripts on hand, it is impossible for me to tell my readers about it.

Anyway, no matter who asks, the chapters updated today were all those he coded with great effort that day!

And just when Li Luo was typing seriously.

On the third floor next door, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng went into 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 immediately fell into deep thought: "When did their relationship become so good?"

Can we all take a bath together?
In Yuan Wanqing's opinion, Yan Zhusheng only officially moved into Bi Hai Lan Ting after he finished his freshman year of high school.

Li Luo and Ying Chanxi have known each other since childhood, and they have been sharing a house with Xu Youyu since the first year of high school.

As the last girl to move into Bihai Lanting, Yan Zhusheng was lucky enough to become friends with Ying Chanxi and the others.

How could they develop to the point where they are such good friends that they take showers together?
"It will be good for us if we have a better relationship." Ying Zhicheng took Yuan Wanqing's hand and played with it in his palm.

Yuan Wanqing nervously retracted her hand and whispered, "Are you going to die? Let's talk about it later when we go to your room."

"Then come over after you finish your shower?"

"Let's talk about it after Xixi and Zhusheng fall asleep."

They sat on the sofa in the corridor for a while, and after reaching an agreement, they got up and went back to their rooms.

After Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng finished their shower and came out of the bathroom, Yuan Wanqing took some clean clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Seeing this, the two girls looked at each other and put on their down jackets silently.

"Mom is taking a bath." Yan Zhusheng said in a low voice.

"Dad is in the bedroom." Ying Chanxi responded in a low voice.

The two men leaned 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 to the next staircase. After quickly going up to 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 doorknob.

Li Luo, who was typing in the room, couldn't help but smile helplessly when he heard the movement at the door: "Come in, don't be sneaky."

Hearing Li Luo's voice, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng stopped pretending and pushed open the door and walked in.

"Hiss... It's so cold." Ying Chanxi walked into the bedroom, rubbed his hands, and stamped his feet.

Li Luo took a look and found that the two of them were still wearing pajamas and only wearing a down jacket when they came over. He immediately laughed and shook his head, and waved to Ying Chanxi: "Come here."

"What's wrong?" Ying Chanxi walked over obediently, and saw Li Luo stretching out his hands, and his two big hands wrapped around Ying Chanxi's small hands.

After being wrapped by the warm big hands, Ying Chanxi suddenly felt his originally cold little hands become warm, and he sighed comfortably.

Seeing this, Yan Zhusheng also extended 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 out my neck here."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng didn't bother to be polite with him. She touched Li Luo's neck with her two cold little hands, which made him hiss and tremble with cold. It took him a long time to recover.

After the two girls' hands were 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 stop typing and said to them, "Let's get on the bed."

I don’t know if it’s a physical problem, but it seems that girls always have cold hands and feet in winter.

Especially when these two girls came over, they were not wearing socks, they just wore a pair of cotton slippers.

After getting into the bed, two pairs of crystal clear feet were revealed and they greeted Li Luo playfully.

Li Luo lifted the quilt, covered them both, then sat down at the end of the bed.

Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng were leaning against the head of the bed. Seeing this, they straightened their legs and put their feet into Li Luo's arms.

Yan Zhusheng's feet are very slender, beautifully shaped, and the curvature of the instep is very obvious.

Ying Chanxi has a pair of white and tender little feet, which look petite and lovely, and are soft when pinched.

Li Luo took all four of their feet into his arms, stroking one and pinching the other to keep them warm.

But Yan Zhusheng's feet were particularly restless. One of them quietly exerted force and, like a nimble little snake, crawled into the hem of Li Luo's pajamas.

Li Luo felt a chill in his stomach and hissed immediately, glaring at Yan Zhusheng unhappily: "You want to freeze me to death?"

"Then I won't touch here." Yan Zhusheng said this, and as his eyes rolled, his feet started to do bad things.

Li Luo hissed again, this time not because of the cold. He quickly held Yan Zhusheng's feet, not daring to let her do anything wrong.

"Li Luo, are you okay?" Ying Chanxi asked curiously.

"fine……"

(End of this chapter)