She watched helplessly as the hundred yuan was sandwiched between the slender index finger and middle finger by the devil, and put back into the book, sandwiched with a bunch of bills.
"Well, um."
She was anxious and couldn't help but put her hand on his arm holding the money.
She didn't know whether to pull it back or what to do.
But the moment her fingers were placed on his arms, her attention shifted from the money notes to the strong arm muscles under a thin layer of fabric on her hands.
The touch of "beauty of strength" made her unable to bear it.
Live on it and pinch it twice.
Tianya's hand felt so explosive that he could even feel the hardness of the arm muscles that she touched suddenly tightening the moment she touched his arm.
Wen Xin just touched the texture and knew that this person must have good endurance and explosive power.
Because she has been working in a hot spring massage club for half a year and has specially learned skills from masseuses, she basically knows about this person's physique, physical ability, and Those who work in this field rely on their bodies to make a living.
Just like a plastic surgeon, they can tell at a glance whether your face is natural or acquired, what the proportion of the three courts and five eyes is, and where the face is good and where it is defective.
The same goes for massage.
You know the condition of a body, which position, which acupuncture point is blocked, and which area of the body has problems.
There is also a classification for the body that has been massaged.
This one is top quality, this one is defective, and this one is no good.
According to what the masseur said, plus the figure of Yama she saw yesterday and the hardness and strength of the swollen muscles she just touched, she was sure that he was what the masseur said. , an electric motor physique that can achieve more than three impacts per second.
Or human pile driver All in all, very, very strong Thinking of this, a suspicious blush appeared on Wen Xin's face, and she took her hand back from his arm, but her eyes were still scanning his body dishonestly.
She felt that with such a perfect body, it was okay to let her massage it for free. suck Yan Zeyang has been in the army for many years, and he has long developed an attitude towards people, even if his heart is raging, he will not frown on the outside.
Even if men and women are on guard now, Wenxin holds his hand so naturally, he naturally does not She would look even more unnatural than she did.
She pushed twice, and then he took his hand back smoothly, but then she put her hand directly on his arm.
The moment his inner arm was touched by Wen Xin, his arm muscles tightened instantly and his whole person froze.
But who was Yan Motou?
His calm expression did not waver at all.
He even glanced at Wen Xin .
But he didn't expect that she would dare to squeeze his muscles.
After squeezing twice, she saw a spring-like expression on her pretty face.
She timidly withdrew her hand and secretly raised her eyes to see something unspeakable about him.
Glancing back and forth from where she was lying, what she didn't know was that soldiers have a very keen ability to observe other people's eyes.
He suppressed the inexplicable restlessness in his heart and some kind of impulse in his chest and abdomen.
He casually handed the money and tickets to her, "Here, I have no use for the extra tickets."
Wen Xin was a little embarrassed, but she didn't dare to be coy at this time.
What if he took the money back again?
So he took it with a blushing face and said generously, "Okay, thank you, Captain Yan."
He held it in his hand.
The money he gave her made Wenxin happy.
She raised her face and gave him a bright smile that looked like the God of Wealth.
It was slightly different from her usual professional smile to greet people.
Although Yan Zeyang has many admirers, he has always been proud in his bones.
In the eyes of this proud man, many people cannot enter his eyes.
Moreover, with his status, in this closed era, few people dare to escape.
If you confess your feelings in front of him, no one would dare to touch him.
He coughed and quickly regained his stern and calm expression.
He slightly avoided her approach, looked sideways at her almost flattering smile, and asked in a cold voice: "Have you peeled the hazelnuts yet?"
The warm smile immediately froze on her face, "Haha."
She laughed dryly, "It's coming soon."
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Then she changed the subject and said: "I made hazelnut pastry pie tonight, and we'll have dinner when Aunt He comes back, uh, how about I'll send it upstairs to you in a minute."
Yesterday, Wenxin complained that his music was so big that he had to send the meal up, but in the blink of an eye, he offered to send the meal upstairs as a considerate service.
If you have money, you can push the devil around, so what’s the point of going upstairs?
But after what happened yesterday, she didn't know if she could still go up.
Demon Head Yan snorted, probably thinking about it, glanced at her, turned around and left.
Gee, this eldest young man has such a big personality, a bad temper, and is always arrogant and difficult to deal with.
If Wen Wen hadn't been in the service industry for a long time, he really wouldn't be able to stand it.
That is, he just did it.
After giving the money, she would not be willing to serve him normally.
She turned away and looked at the money ticket in her hand.
She had never seen a ticket from this era.
She picked up one and looked at it.
The ticket Yan Motou gave seemed to be a cloth ticket.
Girls use cloth tickets most often. , it’s great that you can buy cloth and other things.
She has really worn enough of the tacky clothes she is wearing.
She is so tacky that she dare not look in the mirror now.
Who told her that she has no money on her body.
When Yan Zeyang went upstairs, he glanced over there inadvertently and saw Wenxin holding the money ticket in his hand, happily jumping back to the room, humming a particularly weird song.
Although he hummed lightly, as a person A soldier must have excellent hearing.
He could clearly hear her humming: "I have money, but I don't know how to spend it."
Captain Yan: "" Hearing the corner of his mouth twitching, he walked directly upstairs with his long legs.
He Wenyan came back together in Yan Weiguo's car in the evening.
Wenxin made a stir-fried meat dish and the Yan family reunited for a meal.
Yan Weiguo also praised Wenxin again.
The pies she made were indeed delicious, and they catered to the tastes of everyone in the Yan family.
Yan Miaomiao and He Wenyan liked the red bean paste and egg yolk filling, the crispy and sweet peanut and hazelnut filling, and the cabbage and chicken filling.
He loves to eat a lot, especially Yan Motou, who almost empties them all.
I drank the tofu and pork ribs soup without any leftover.
The soup was delicious, the tofu was tender, and even the pork ribs were so soft that they melted in your mouth.
Yan Weiguo highly praised this cooking skill, and He Wenyan also nodded, saying that the porridge tonight was good, but a little lacking.
Wen Wen felt a little guilty.
In fact, she had finished cooking the porridge at noon, so she put three bowls in the refrigerator.
When she took them out at night, they were cold.
In fact, eating a bowl of cold porridge in summer is also very appetizing.
She just cooked it.
She added some syrup to the chopped hazelnuts and peanuts, then chopped the fragrant nuts from Youzizi, scooped two spoons into a bowl and garnished them.
She also didn't expect that He Wenyan would like this mouthful.
The hot oil and cool porridge, plus the fragrant chopped kernels and slightly sweet syrup, gave the porridge a different texture after stirring.
Even Yan Miaomiao ate half of the bowl and shouted for more, not having enough.
When Wen Xin was reading the book, the heroine based on her lived a miserable life in the Yan family.
The description of the male protagonist's family in the book was also cold and there was no warmth at all.
The author's setting is that of a remarried family.
A cold relationship caused by various existing conflicts.
But after Wen Xin came across, he found that it was not that difficult to get along with him.
Yan Weiguo was a person who took the overall situation very seriously, but he was very kind to the people around him and did not hesitate to praise him.
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Although He Wenyan was a very scheming person, she was She is also a bit aloof and won't easily talk down to others, so she is easy to get along with.
As for Yan Zeyang, although he is very hairy and has many problems on his body, which makes him difficult to take care of, she can still endure it for another three months because he is good-looking and generous with his actions.
After all, he gave me money and tickets in the afternoon, so he probably sympathized with her for what happened to the Wen family.
Well, let’s find out, okay?
She is also a victim.
How can she bear the Wen family’s mistakes alone?
From this point of view, Yama has not been blinded by hatred and lost his mind, so there is still hope for salvation.
"Comrade Xiao Wen, you are very good at making this pie."
Yan Weiguo said to Wen Xin in a very gentle manner.
"Uncle Yan, if you like to eat, there is still a piece of beef in the refrigerator.
How about making a pie with beef filling for you tomorrow night?
Make sure the crust is thin and the filling is thick, sweet but not greasy, moist and soft.
My skills are the same as mine.
My great-aunt learned it, but I haven't made it for anyone yet.
It's the first time in Kyoto, and most people can't eat it."
Wen Xin blew with a smile.
"Oh, then I have to taste your cooking.
It's settled tomorrow night.
I'll come back and taste your first portion, haha."
Yan Weiguo tilted his head and said to He Wenyan next to him, "Your cousin's nephew's daughter's The craftsmanship is not simple.”
He Wenyan nodded with a smile on her face, "This child grew up beside her great-aunt, and she learned a lot."
She is very satisfied with Wenxin now.
Before Wenxin came, Yan Weiguo was very busy and often left early and came back late.
The two of them had little time to eat at the same table.
Yan Weiguo's son ignored her and Yan Miaomiao looked at her.
Just hide, she looks beautiful outside, but when she returns to this home, only she knows what it feels like.
Since Wenxin came, Yan Weihui has come back twice in just three or four days.
The family has dinner together, and their relationship has become much more harmonious.
Although Yan Zeyang still doesn't look at her, at least he is not as arrogant as before.
Miaomiao is not as afraid of her as before.
The father and son were often in silence when having dinner at home, and He Wenyan's identity could not smooth the relationship between the two.
But strangely, after Wen Xin, an outsider, came in, the relationship at the dinner table became much gentler, and they could even talk to each other with a smile.
In other words, maybe good food will give people a natural sense of happiness.
Once people are satisfied with their taste, it will not be so difficult to talk.
Wen Xin said this deliberately.
Of course she could see how nervous He Wenyan was about Yan Weiguo.
He Wenyan would be happy if he could come back for dinner more often.
On such an occasion, it would be in vain for her to give points to gain favor in such an occasion.
He Wenyan Thanks to her, her life in the Yan family will definitely be much better.
After all, the family is divided into two parts, half and half is the devil.
It is hard for her to offend anyone, okay?
Xiao Jiujiu was in her heart.
When she looked up, she saw Yan Motou slowly chewing the food in his mouth and glaring at her coldly.
Wen Xin: "Uh" She silently stuck out her pink tongue, shrinking her neck and not daring to talk nonsense anymore. gd1806102: