Chapter 379: No, young

The two doors were pushed open almost simultaneously.
The crystal lamp hung from the ceiling of the corridor shook a silver light.
Subei held the door handle and paused at the door, looking at Wen Jinnian coming out of the next room with surprise. After a long time, she recovered and walked two steps forward. She closed the door of the room and smiled slightly. People: "Uncle, what a coincidence, you are also eating here." During the talk, her eyes shifted to the side and fell on Wen (Jiaoji　o) Rui's face, pausing for a while so that there was no trace. Flashed off.
Wen (娇ji　o) Rui drooping on the side of (身sh　n) Coated Dan's fingers curled slightly into the palm of his hand, his heart beat faster.
"Oh, yeah, it's a coincidence." Wen Jinnian side (身sh　n) glanced at Wen (娇ji　o) Rui and introduced, "This is Xiaoxi's daughter."
Wen (娇ji　o) Rui mouth gently pulled a friendly smile.
She looked at Subei, her eyes were tender, and she said with emotion: "Unexpectedly, the daughter of Kung Fu Xiaoxi in a blink of an eye has grown so big." Then, she couldn't help but ridicule: "Brother, look at this, you and me But it's really old."
Wen Jinnian chuckled: "It's not young."
Looking at the two handsome men and women who "sold each other" in front of him, Subei mouth twitched.
Whether it is face value or temperament, when they say they are the same age as her, there must be many people who are convinced.
She blames her mother for giving birth earlier...
At this time, Wen Jinnian's mobile phone rang. He (touched Mo) glanced at the caller ID, picked it up, and said to the other party, ‘I’m going back. ’Hang up the phone.
Wen Jinnian smiled slightly at North Jiangsu, and said, "I will go with you Aunt Wen first, and then I will meet again when I have time."
Subei probably could guess who Wen Jinnian had just called on the phone. Bacheng was her grandfather who had not met in a long time. She nodded with a smile, with a respectful and polite tone: "Okay. Uncle, Aunt Wen, you walk slowly."
Wen Jinnian walked away, Wen (娇ji　o) Rui slowly followed, and when she passed by North Jiangsu, her footsteps obviously paused, glancing at North Jiangsu.
There is no good intention or malicious in the eyes.
But Northern Jiangsu felt dull. It can really put pressure on people, but it is really unique to the Wen family.
The corridor is not long. Subei watched Wen Jinnian and Wen (Jiao ji　o) Rui go down the stairs and waited for the figure to disappear. She raised her hand and stroked the position of ((胸xiong)xiong) mouth.
Sometimes when faced with some people and things (qing), people sometimes produce a keen sense beyond the sense of the five senses, which is the sixth sense.
The sixth sense of Northern Jiangsu told her that Wen (Jiaoji　o) Rui made her very uncomfortable.
She seemed a little afraid of her from the bottom of her heart. It was different from the first fear of Wen Jinnian. Wen (娇ji　o) Rui could make her feel dangerous.
But she spent only a short period of time at the Wen family. In memory, she did not have much contact with Wen (娇ji　o) Rui, and Wen (娇ji　o) Rui didn't like children, and was an unmarried... …
Why should she be afraid of her?
No matter how good one's memory is, one can't remember everything that happened as a child.
Subei stood on the spot and recalled for a while. When he couldn't think of anything, he withdrew his thoughts and went to the (Lu) platform at the end of the corridor to find a man.
...
After coming out of the hot pot restaurant, Wen (Jiaoji　o) Rui was a little bit unpretentious. She sat on the co-pilot, her hands folded on her lap, and watched the endless stream of street traffic ahead, her fingers clasped.
Unexpectedly, the first time I met the girl after returning home, it was such a situation.
Her looks are even better than her mother's.
Temperament and ((sexuality)xing) are not as soft and weak as her mother's, and annoying. But that's why she couldn't keep her.
"(娇ji　o) rui." Wen Jinnian suddenly broke the silence, seeming to remember something interesting (qing), he raised a finger, tapped the steering wheel gently, smiled and said: "I It seems to remember that you have saved Xiaobei once before."
It seems to be a common word, but it makes Wen (娇ji　o) Rui's face (color) white.
Fortunately, Wen (Jiaoji　o) Rui's mental quality is very good. In a blink of an eye, her expression (skin) returned to normal. She glanced at Wen Jinnian and smiled: "Brother's memory is so good, I almost forgot."
"It's such a thing, how old was Xiaobei at that time? In winter, I went to play on the frozen lake in the backyard. I couldn't imagine that the ice cracked and fell off. I was going to find my father. Passing by... I was so scared at that time. I didn't think about anything, so I just jumped down. Who knows the water is so cold, if you don't have the old brother, you and the old man will hear the sound in time, and the consequences can't be imagined."
Wen Jinnian smiled in the corner of his mouth, and did not answer.
What happened in those days (qing) was a coincidence.
Without evidence, who dare to say it.
The atmosphere is delicate, Wen (娇ji　o) Rui looks at the gentle and harmless Wen Jinnian's face (color), a glimmer of light flashes under his eyes.
This year (love Qing), no big trouble.
She was cold, her arm was scratched by the sharp edges of ice while protecting northern Jiangsu, and she bleed a lot of blood. Even so, her father didn’t come to see her, but just let the housekeeper come and talk. To care, in fact, in his old heart, she estimated (touching Mo) is not as good as a male bird he kept in the yard.
No way, who gave her father a name that was patriarchal and paid attention to her son.
All the dissatisfaction and resentment that rushed into my heart eventually turned into a chuckle at the corner of my mouth. Wen (娇ji　o) Rui subtly changed the subject and said: "I saw Xiaobei today, which is really a bit of emotion. However, I said brother, should you also consider the event of life (身sh　n)? I A few days ago, I read that my father was holding a handbook. It seemed that he was giving you a girlfriend."
The old man was conservative. When he was sixteen, he was anxious to get him married, but he was disobedient and entered the entertainment circle. Every time the old man urged him to marry, he talked about his career. (gan) It's useless to be anxious, but now, in his heart, he feels that he should settle down.
Marrying a wife and regenerating a child to continue the family business is no longer related to his own identity (身sh　n), but a mission.
Wen Jinnian moved the steering wheel, the sound was not waved, only said: "Let the old man like it."