Today is also a day that I don't want to be cannon fodder

Chapter 37 Can I touch your waist

Facts have proved that the time of playing games is really very happy.When Wen Yan gets up every day, besides eating, he finds Yu Zhen to play games together. The time passes unknowingly, and when he realizes, he has three days of free time left.

Today's Wen Yan is a dying Wen Yan.With the words "unhappy" written all over his face, he turned over on the bed, angrily grabbed the mobile phone that was thrown on the table, feeling extremely wronged.

But no matter how wronged he is, he still has to live on. Thinking of this, Wen Yan had no choice but to get up, stepping on his slippery slippers and walking to the bathroom, tidying himself up with a gloomy expression, before walking to the empty living room with a cold face.

Nostalgia flashed unconsciously in his pupils, Wen Yan lowered his head and flicked his fingers carelessly on the screen, and it took a long time before he turned on the computer on the desktop, half paralyzed on the sofa in a lazy state, and his fingers moved quickly.

The heavy wooden door was suddenly knocked from the outside, Wen Yan's ears pricked up unconsciously, his round eyes looked towards the door a few times, he lowered his head to check the date on the computer to make sure he had no appointment , which is a little puzzling.

Opening the door, her half-closed eyes widened as if frightened, and Wen Yan stared at the swarm of people hesitating to speak, her little brain really didn't understand what happened.

"You are this?"

Pei Jia, who was surrounded by people, smiled like a bright sunflower. He stared at the confused Wen Yan, and made a small calculation in his heart: "That's right, we are filming a show now, as long as you can answer one question correctly Just ask me a question, and we will cook a meal for you." The almond eyes slightly curved up, and the clear pupils were full of innocence, "So, Senior Wen, would you like to cooperate with us?"

Not knowing what to complain about, Wen Yan was silent for a while before opening his mouth with difficulty.

"……Can."

Wen Yan turned sideways to let this group of people in. He only saw Pei Jia at first, but when everyone came in, he found that not only Pei Jia was an acquaintance, with raised eyebrows.

He didn't expect that Sheng Fan would also accompany Pei Jia to mess around, recalling the circle of friends he had brushed about a week ago, he knew exactly who the word he was referring to.

"Long time no see." Sheng Fan nodded to Wen Yan reservedly, and he walked into the living room and took the whole messy layout into his eyes, "Busy recently?"

"Busy playing games." Wen Yan didn't want them to think that he was busy competing with Pei Jia, his tone was so serious that it made people speechless.

After all, in this world, being busy playing games every day is not what a successful person should do no matter how you look at it.

"..." Shi Yu, who originally wanted to explain for Wen Yan, silently closed his mouth, and he glanced at Wen Yan with a complicated expression.

"Then I'll ask you a question." Pei Jia hurriedly drew the attention of the others back. He was leaning against Wen Yan like a good brother. Just as he was about to lower his head, Wen Yan walked away inadvertently. One point, which made him extremely embarrassed and even froze his smile a bit, "What does "three fish" refer to?"

He raised his head and his gentle eyes showed a bit of arrogance, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, disdainful of Pei Jia's affectation: "Christianity believes that the world is supported by three whales."

"...By the way, as expected of a senior, he has dabbled in all aspects." Pei Jia stomped her feet unwillingly in places where others could not notice, but when she was caught by Wen Yan's gaze, her face quickly revealed an innocent expression. Evil smile.

He walked up to Wen Yan cautiously, brushed his fingers across the other's cheeks, concealed the reluctance in his eyes, and said with a light smile: "Senior's skin is really good. Is it because I put on makeup today, or take good care of it normally?" ?”

"Usual maintenance." Wen Yan glanced at him coldly, pretended to take the water glass on the table and walked over, picked up the warm glass, and then nodded to the director who had been huddling beside him.

He actually forgot that he and Pei Jia participated in this show together, and it was because of this show that Pei Jia was labeled as the Pearl of the New Generation, his eyes drooped slightly, and anger flashed involuntarily.

The potbellied director couldn't help but stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. He really didn't expect Pei Jia to be so lucky to get this house number in one stroke. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and carefully looked at the indifferent Wen Yan : "Young Master Wen...then we can borrow your kitchen?"

"On your own."

Lying lazily on the couch, the notebook was placed on Wen Yan's folded legs. He took the earphones into his ears with one hand, and touched under the cold table with the other hand. After searching for a while, he found it. He accidentally dropped it into the small box below last night.

The box was nothing else, it was the earrings that Lin Chen sent over for some reason not long ago, and it happened to be in the shape of two little snakes.

Nine people quickly poured into the bright and simple kitchen. Pei Jia was like a child who had never seen the world before. She reached out and touched everywhere, and accidentally scratched her fingertips.

A few drops of crystal clear tears spilled out of his round eyes. He stood there and looked at Mu Xuan, who hadn't looked at him for a long time, and gently grabbed his sleeve with his fingers: "It hurts... "

After all, it was filming a show, even if Mu Xuan didn't like it, she couldn't do it too much.He took Pei Jia out of the kitchen with a cold face, stopped silently when he was three or four steps away from Wen Yan, opened his mouth to ask, but was frightened by Wen Yan's relaxed tone and froze in place.

"Level [-]... I took the test naked back then." Wen Yan smiled so much that his eyes were slightly bent. He manipulated the keyboard with one hand, and tapped the sofa cushions lightly with his free hand like a pat rhythm , "The main thing is the vocabulary. I was forced to finish the test by a certain boss as soon as I got up."

He listened to the chirping chatter from the earphones, the corners of his lips became more and more sincere, and he raised his eyes slightly to find Mu Xuan who was already stunned in place and Pei Jia who looked unwilling.

Temporarily turning off his microphone, Wen Yan sat up straight, and the smile in his eyes hadn't completely dissipated: "What's wrong with you?" Didn't you say it's time to cook?Why did it suddenly come out while doing it?

"Senior, I... I accidentally scratched my hand..." Pei Jia met Wen Yan's gaze and stuttered, as if he had been bullied by him all year round, so she couldn't help being afraid when she saw it.

"The band-aid is in the TV cabinet, you can look for it yourself." Wen Yan was too lazy to walk these few steps, not to mention that even if he wanted to, Pei Jia probably wouldn't.

If you are accidentally injured, you have to hug and hold each other high. Isn't this a must-have plot in crispy duck novels?Why should he join in the fun.

Wen Yan, who was very relieved, naturally ignored the two of them. He was planning to continue chatting with the source of happiness in the live broadcast, but before he saw the comments, he was attracted by Pei Jia's fussy voice.

"Oh my God, isn't this an immortal accessory? Senior, you actually put it here so you're really not afraid of others stealing it? You know, I've wanted to buy this accessory for a long time, but it's too expensive." Pei Jia said What he said was very natural, as if he was really just too surprised to sigh, "Senior, can you really make so much money making literary films?"

Wen Yan's originally indifferent eyes turned cold instantly, he didn't expect that instead of going up to find trouble for Pei Jia, this person would provoke him instead.

Putting the notebook on the glass table for the time being, Wen Yan walked towards Pei Jia lazily but straightened his back, with an oppressive aura: "This is none of your business." The stickers were taken out, and the well-fitting shirt revealed a little fair skin due to the movement, which was extremely dazzling under the bright light.

"Thank you, senior!" Pei Jia accepted the bandage Wen Yan handed him with a good attitude, and he blinked like an innocent child, "Senior, can I touch your waist?"

This request was a bit unexpected, and the camera crew seemed to be given a boost. They stared at Wen Yan with a smile on his brow and eyes, and were really curious about what kind of answer he could give.

"Why do you want to touch it all of a sudden?" Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, he neither said yes nor said no, but his eyes were unconsciously stained with a half-smile, and the sarcasm at the corners of his lips was quite strong.

"Didn't senior say that seniors can touch more than just sometimes? I'm also a fan of seniors, and I want to be the person that thousands of fans envy."

The answer was reasonable. If it was someone else, I'm afraid they would be embarrassed not to be touched by this person, but Wen Yan smiled lightly. He shook his head and said in a cold tone: "Not everyone can touch it."

Especially this kind of person who knows bad intentions at a glance, absolutely not.

"But senior, aren't we good friends?" Pei Jia's eyes couldn't help showing a bit of pity, and he carefully glanced at the cold Wen Yan, his mouth pouted.

He was going to say something, no matter what, he would touch Wen Yan's waist, so that he could be on the trending list again.But before he had time to make this request with Wen Yan again, Mu Xuan, who had been unwilling to talk to him, actually spoke up.

"The band-aid is done, let's go to help in the kitchen." His deep eyes were full of indifference, and he could even see a bit of disgust if he looked carefully. Mu Xuan watched the reluctant Pei Jia with a cold face until he couldn't see He turned his head stiffly when he saw the figure, his eyes were a little more tentative.

Wen Yan couldn't help but be taken aback when he met his gaze, he didn't understand what was going on with this man, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Do you have anything else to do?"

"...Senior, are you playing some kind of game?"

He saw the flickering screen on the computer just at a glance, and coupled with Wen Yan's previous answer, he naturally thought that Wen Yan was so happy because he was playing games.

"No, relatives and friends don't have time today." Wen Yan smiled knowingly, he waved to Mu Xuan, and asked someone to sit beside him, "Why do you want to rely on game technology to chase your sweetheart?"

Mu Xuan sneaked a few glances at Wen Yan, his ears were slightly red. At this moment, he finally saw clearly that what was flashing on the screen was not the announcements in the game but the comments in the live broadcast room, and his eyes couldn't help turning a little Surprised.

"Yeah." His voice was small and soft like a mosquito.

Wen Yan smiled lightly and clicked on the portrait of the person who was singing, and explained to Mu Xuan while proficiently calling for the person: "If you want to chase people, it probably isn't suitable for my game."

"That game is more suitable for practicing on your own. You will need to play with relatives and friends in the later stage, and there are not many opportunities." The voice became more and more clean and melodious. A hmm came out of my throat.

Hearing this strange voice, Wen Yan turned his head to see what happened, but in the end he could only see the back of Mu Xuan running away, and his clear and pure black eyes were involuntarily a little more confused.

[The author has something to say: I am late... The movie is good, the game is fun, the novel is good, but the code words are not fun hhhh

If you really don’t choose people, then the scenes I take are all decided by rolling dice...]