Chapter 324 Extra: Daily Life in the Manor 2 (Wei Sheng Wen Zhan)

Pei Mu slowly opened his eyes and squinted at her: "Chu Chu, your breathing rhythm is wrong."

Qiao Chu Chu came back to her senses and adjusted her breathing.

Pei Ci poked her waist with a nasty smile.

She shuddered and slapped his hand away: "Are you annoyed?"

Pei Ci smiled playfully: "No~"

Pei Mu sighed and said helplessly: "You just can't learn how to be calm, right?"

She pointed at Pei Ci angrily: "I can learn, it's Pei Ci who is always making trouble."

Pei Mu said seriously: "But if you really calm down, what does Pei Ci's messing up matter?"

Qiao Chuchu: "? You two are covering up for each other, right?"

Pei Mu was stunned, but he didn't deny it. He knelt beside her: "Close your eyes."

She could only get into position and close her eyes.

Pei Mu said: "Arch your back and exhale."

She arched her spine a little bit.

Pei Ci's joyful voice rang out: "Yoga teacher! I report that Miss Qiao's posture is not standard!~"

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

Pei Mu held her belly with his hand and slowly rang out: "Really? Let me see."

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

Pei Ci stuck to her right side and threatened her with a smile: "Don't mess up your breathing, Chuchu, otherwise I will let the teacher keep you stuck on this move."

"It won't get stuck." Pei Mu's voice rang out to her left, and his warm breath sprayed on her cheeks: "Our Miss Qiao is a gifted student. She can learn it right away, right, Miss Qiao~"

Qiao Chuchu finally reacted, and veins popped up on her forehead: "...You two perverts are deliberately playing tricks on me, right?"

Her sharp eyes met the two people's smiling eyes!

They were stunned.

Qiao Chuchu punched them both!

Pei Mu and Pei Ci both fell to the ground, covering their faces and looking at her pitifully: "Qiao Chuchu, what are you doing!"

Qiao Chuchu was furious and left: "You two clean up this place!"

Pei Mu and Pei Ci looked at her back reluctantly: "Wait a minute, Chuchu, come back, we won't tease you anymore!"

Weisheng Wenzhan appeared at the door: "It's time, it's my turn."

Pei Mu and Pei Ci were stunned, looked at the time, and shut their mouths with resentment.

Qiao Chuchu didn't understand: "What time?"

Weisheng Wenzhan didn't answer, grabbed her wrist and left: "Go take a shower and change clothes first."

She looked at his tall back, a little confused.

[Are these people hiding something from me? ]

She reacted again: [Oh, I forgot again, he can hear my inner voice. Weisheng

Wenzhan turned a deaf ear and took her back to the room.

He picked out clothes in her room with ease: "Wear the clothes I picked for you today."

She felt strange and nodded honestly: "Okay."

Weisheng Wenzhan picked out a comfortable and detailed outfit and handed it to her: "This one."

Qiao Chuchu looked at the outfit: "But I'm not going out today, so I can just change into pajamas, right?"

"You will go out." Weisheng Wenzhan said firmly: "Go."

Qiao Chuchu felt puzzled.

Sure enough, something was hidden from her.

She didn't ask any more questions and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Weisheng Wenzhan sat on the sofa in her room, flipping through a recipe on his mobile phone.

The sound of water gradually stopped.

He looked towards the bathroom, watching the door open, and the mist and the faint scent of shower gel filled his nose.

Qiao Chuchu had already changed her clothes and walked out: "How is it?"

Weisheng Wen Zhan's eyes lit up, put down his phone, walked straight to her side, lifted the hair dryer cap wrapped around her hair, and blew her hair.

Qiao Chuchu was uncomfortable: "I can do it myself, no need to trouble you."

His slender fingers avoided her hand and turned on the hair dryer.

Qiao Chuchu sat in front of the mirror a little stiffly, looking at him secretly through the mirror.

Wen Zhan had been staring at her.

His deep eyes fell on her, and his handsome eyebrows were more seductive than in his previous life.

Maybe because he is much younger, the temperament of the years has been reduced a little, and his facial features can be seen more superior.

Qiao Chuchu was so absorbed in watching that she couldn't help but sigh inwardly: [Weisheng Wenzhan's temperament is really like that of a young king.]

He paused in blowing her hair, his deep eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

Her shoulders shrank, and she lowered her head a little embarrassedly.

[Why do I always forget that others can hear my thoughts?]

[Why am I so passive about having my thoughts heard!]

She raised her head in annoyance and met Wenzhan's eyes again.

Weisheng Wenzhan stared at her with shining eyes, and the moment their eyes met, he laughed softly.

Her face flushed red, and she covered her face: "I'm so upset!"

Weisheng Wenzhan chuckled: "Do you know why I like to listen to your inner voice?"

She put down her hand covering her face: "?"

Wenzhan's deep eyes locked on her: "Because the words you can't say are more sincere and more interesting."

He blew her hair dry slowly: "And this is already much better. When we first met, you still called me son in your heart."

Qiao Chuchu was stunned and even more embarrassed: "Then weren't you angry at that time?"

"Angry." Weisheng Wenzhan combed her long hair: "But I couldn't say it at the time. You kept calling me good son, and I could only endure it. I endured it and got used to it."

He leaned down, put his hand on her shoulder, and looked at her through the mirror: "Because you called me good son in your heart, and it was really for my own good."

He raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes proud: "Right, Chuchu?"

Qiao Chuchu lowered her head a little embarrassedly: "Hehe."

Weisheng Wenzhan picked her up: "Come on, I'll cook for you."

She walked parallel to him in shock: "You can cook?"

[I thought he had a nanny to take care of him since he was a child. 】

"I was indeed served by a nanny." Weisheng Wenzhan said slowly, "But I am the first heir of the Weisheng family. The family is very strict with me. In addition to a lot of homework to do, they often throw me into the mountains and forests to let me survive alone."

Qiao Chuchu's eyes were about to pop out: "Alone? Aren't you sad?"

Weisheng Wenzhan walked to the kitchen, took off his coat, put on an apron, and started cooking: "I'm not sad, because since I can remember, I have lived in a frame they customized. My body does not belong to me, but to the whole family, so no matter how they treat me, I deserve it."

Qiao Chuchu felt that something was wrong: "That's not right, Weisheng Lin can't do anything. He couldn't even boil water before."

"Wei Shenglin is the only one among the five of us who is favored. Since he was born, his father and mother have been particularly fond of him and are reluctant to let him do anything."

Qiao Chuchu was stunned: "Then don't you envy him?"

"Why are you jealous?"

Weisheng Wenzhan cut Kesong open and said slowly, "It's not like I don't love myself."

Qiao Chuchu was shocked, "I think you don't have any jealousy at all, do you?"

Wenzhan paused and said, "No, I still get jealous."

He cast a deep look at her, "It was okay before. I would endure it when I was jealous because I felt I was too old to be jealous, but it's different now."

He leaned over to Qiao Chuchu, "Now I'm not too old, I have the qualifications to compete, so I'm particularly jealous."

He squinted his eyes and said meaningfully, "Very, very strong."