MTL - The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World-Chapter 71 You walk slowly and I won't run

   Chapter 71 You walk slowly and I won't run

   Ying Zenan thought that Yingjing wanted to cheat him for a million in the afternoon, and he was stunned when he said it. "Why don't dad give it to you! He doesn't always say that you are his little padded jacket."

   It's a small padded jacket, yes, but the small padded jacket has been leaking a bit recently.

   "Brother, the padded jacket is torn and needs to be repaired."

   "How to make up?"

   "Put some money in and sew it up."

   Ying Zenan:…

  The elder brother pushed away his younger sister's head in disgust.

   After the conversation ended, the two walked downstairs, and the originally relaxed Ying Zenan instantly straightened his nerves.

   was full of thoughts about how he was here, why he was here.

   "Wen Fucheng?"

   With Ying Zenan's voice, the two people on the stairs also saw them. Wen Fucheng's eyes fell on Ying Jing for a few seconds and then moved to Ying Zenan's side. "Should be total."

   Ying Haiyun glared at his son in dissatisfaction.

   "Is there any rules? When the guests come, they don't know how to say hello, and they shout."

  The situation is different, with an upright body, he shouted sweetly to the person.

   "Brother Fu Cheng."

   Ying Zenan's eyes stared like copper bells.

   Yingjing is called brother Wen Fucheng, he is called second uncle Wen Fucheng, and Wen Fucheng is called his father and uncle. What a mess.

   "Dad, it's fine if Yingjing doesn't know, even you don't know? In terms of seniority, Yingjing and I both call President Wen the second uncle."

   Don't say it, Ying Haiyun really forgot.

   was first spread by Wen Yue's circle.

  Theoretically speaking, Wen Fucheng is indeed a generation higher than them, and he was also called out by the other party's uncle and uncle when he left the airport.

   Shen Qiurong arranged the food and called them over to eat.

   Ying Jing was the first to jump to Wen Fucheng's side, but Ying Zenan stopped him.

   squeezed the back of Yingjing's neck, their eyes met, the smell of gunpowder was full.

   "Ying Zenan, bullying your sister again."

   "How dare I bully her, she is bullying me."

   Ying Zenan released his hand, and Yingjing immediately sat next to Wen Fucheng.

   This position, it doesn't seem strange.

   Ke Ying Zenan knows the truth! Knowing that my sister is not good at this plot, the thief will not die.

   introduced to Wen Fucheng while eating.

   "My mother's fried spicy chicken is delicious, and the Kung Pao chicken is also super fragrant. You can try it."

  Ying Haiyun was very relieved to see such a harmonious scene.

   "Yingjing can invite the elders to like it. He is sweet and enthusiastic. Don't mind Fu Cheng."

   "It's okay, she's cute."

   Ying Zenan's face was full of displeasure, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. In the face of the warning from his old father, he died again.

  Old man, just do it!

  The pigs don't come to the Chinese cabbage, the Chinese cabbage cuts the soil and runs after the pigs with long legs.

   You will cry in the future.

   After the meal, Ying Zenan Company took a step in advance, and Yingjing took the initiative to ask Ying to drag Wen Fucheng around. Ying Haiyun also held his wife's hand with great confidence, and first went to the next door neighbor's house with a small gift he brought back from abroad.

   and others are gone.

   Yingjing took Wen Fucheng's hand and walked upstairs.

   In a hurry, almost tripped. Wen Fucheng helped her waist.

   "You slow down, I can't run."

   Yingjing smiled at him with big white teeth. He pulled him to the bedroom and immediately closed the door, turned around and hugged Wen Fucheng.

   "Second Uncle, did you miss me!"

   The man smiled and patted her head as a response.

  Think, why not.

  If people miss you in front of you, it will spread.

   "What did you and Dad talk about in the study for so long?"

   "It's all about work." If you don't perform well, how can you convince Ying Haiyun to give him the situation at ease.

That's it…

   I really don't understand these workaholics.

   "Then when will you go back later."

   "When do you want me to go?"

   "Let's go together later."

"it is good."

   Ying Jing rubbed his arms, and was about to come out of his arms when he pressed him back again during the transfer.

   "Call me brother again and I'll listen."

   The sweet and delicate brother Fu Cheng shouted to the heart of the man, Yingjing thought of the urge to be hot in the past, and now regrets it very much.

   After all, that brother sounded a little rude.

   "Can't call it out?"

  He bowed his head, and the girl's red face came into view. It was extraordinarily beautiful under the warm light. It was as soft as a cake and couldn't help but want someone to take a bite.

   "Can't call it out? Are you planning to change place?"

  Scenario: ? ?

   Called Brother Wen Fucheng on the bed, as a little fairy who was addicted to the novels of domineering presidents in Girls' Generation, it was very exciting just thinking about the process.

   She was looking forward to it.

   "Then...it's not impossible."

   A small voice like a mosquito and flies reached Wen Fucheng's ears, and he took his treasure into his arms and laughed silently.

   "Silly girl."

   muttered softly in response to the scene.

   "It's not stupid to anyone."

  Only you, Wen Fucheng, are worth her stupidity.

  The room that fits the scene is simple and bright, with few things in the room.

  Everything that should be moved should be moved to the apartment.

  Wen Fu Cheng turned around and found the picture frame that was buckled on the table on the desk.

   The girl in the school uniform rubbed against the boy next to her, and raised her hand in a joyful comparison.

   Lu Zishu's face stinks as always.

   When he came out of the toilet after the occasion, he didn't know what he was looking at there.

   walked up to the front and almost lost his soul.

   Quickly grab the photo frame and throw it into the trash.

   Wasn't she thrown into the trash can downstairs last time? how come back.

   "That, trust me, everything you see is fake."

  Wen Fucheng leaned in front of the desk and looked at her at all time. "Then what is true."

   "It's true that I like you."

   She spoke with great sincerity.

  …

   Until Ying Haiyun came back from the door, Wen Fucheng almost said hello and left.

  The man walked on the front foot, and then packed two dishes that Wen Fucheng liked tonight, and loaded them into the car.

   Waiting for the occasion to drive past, as expected, he was waiting for her in front.

   She smiled and honked her horn, signaling him to go forward.

   A hand suddenly stuck out of the car window.

   pointed to Ying Jing at the back, motioning her to move forward.

   I have to say that I was handsomely greeted by my second uncle today.

  The car slowly drove into the blank space in front of the scene and accelerated slowly. She was stunned for a moment until the lights behind her came whistling, as if realizing something.

   Suddenly his eyes turned red.

   The darkness in front of you is not really darkness, but the light that belongs to the two of you is illuminating.

   She was in the center of the darkness, and Wen Fucheng held up the light in the whole darkness for her.

   When I was about to get home, I got out of the car and bought a crayfish and two cans of beer.

   During the conversation, she deliberately asked.

   "Wen Fucheng, do you have any regrets?"

   The man who was peeling the shrimp paused and answered calmly.

"What's wrong?"

   "It's nothing, I just helped a person today, I feel very happy."

   She was happy and he was happy too.

   used to be, but not now.

  If you have to say one, there is only one.

  It's a pity that Yingjing didn't marry that man named Wen Fucheng in the last life.

   (end of this chapter)