MTL - The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World-Chapter 83 The beauty blooming in the broken night
Chapter 83 The beauty that blooms in the broken night
The scene was coaxed.
He ate tens of thousands of Wen Fucheng that night, whatever was expensive, and finally packed a portion and took it home.
Wen Fucheng wanted to reach out and hug her when he went home and entered the room, but was stopped by Yingjing in the middle.
"Sir, please respect yourself."
Wen Fu Cheng covered her from behind, wrapped his hands around her waist, and took the whole person into his arms.
bit Yingjing's ear unhappily.
"Still angry? What do you want me to do? The money has been spent, and the password has been given. People won't let me hug you, Miss Ying, you should take care of me, I'm also very aggrieved!"
His heart fluttered in response to the scene, and his ears were dyed crimson. Brainwash yourself constantly.
No, it is wrong to indulge in beauty.
As a result, he threw the packaged snacks in the next second, turned around in his arms, and got his little head into Wen Fucheng's arms.
The little devil claws pulled on his waist.
The tone of is old and cute.
"Hold you, hold tight."
As she said, Fu Wen held her tightly in his arms from beginning to end.
Ying Jing's legs were almost numb, and he held his hand firmly just as he wanted to move.
His words drifted into his ears through the air along with his hot breath.
"Hug again."
Hey, why is Mr. Wen so clingy! The occasion had no choice but to let him hug him as he wished.
Give you a hug, who made me like you so much.
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Wen Fucheng moved back upstairs before leaving the country. The man was going to the company, leaving Zhang Yang to deal with it.
The important documents Wen Fucheng received in a box, Zhang Yang found a few porters to pull them upstairs.
Yingjing wearing an apron, a head appeared from the kitchen door and waved to Assistant Zhang. "Assistant Zhang, please come over here!"
Zhang Yang walked up to her.
"What's the matter, Miss Ying."
kicked the box on the ground at the scene. "Can I trouble you for a while and let them bring this up too?"
"Miss Ying, everything in the kitchen upstairs is fully prepared."
Yingjing picked up the spatula in his hand and waved it in front of him, his tone was fierce. "Can that be the same?"
"No, different?"
"My pot, the fried food is fragrant."
Wen Fucheng's kitchen utensils are not cheap!
Seeing that he was still indifferent, he had no choice but to use his nirvana.
"You listen to me or listen to him."
This time, Assistant Wen didn't hesitate, just bent down and moved the kitchen utensils installed for the occasion to the door.
"Listen to Miss Ying."
After a while, he pushed two big pockets out of the bedroom. "Help me move upstairs too!"
is all for this sake, one box is also moved, and ten boxes are also moved. The pockets in the suitcase are full of personal belongings.
Finally moved down, she has more things than Wen Fucheng.
The scene was immersed in the arrangement. At the beginning, she didn't notice Zhang Yang quietly holding her phone to take a picture of her when she was arranging. If it wasn't for the 'click', she would not have noticed it at all.
Ah, Assistant Zhang was surprised for a moment.
There is no problem with taking video, but I forgot to turn off the sound when taking pictures.
The phone he picked up in his hand has not yet been put down, and he is a little embarrassed by Yingjing's four eyes.
"I just pat the boss to sort out the progress."
"Did you take me in too?"
is, almost!
"Assistant Zhang, you too, why didn't you tell me, anyway, let me pretend to be a good wife and good mother! Remake and remake... Come and come quickly."
But how should Zhang Yang tell her, the video has been sent to Wen Fucheng.
Immediately following the scene, the following operation shocked him.
There is no one who looks at the camera while doing housework, can you please stop doing this, Miss Ying!
Zhang Yang sent the follow-up version to Wen Fucheng.
The man had only one sentence after seeing it.
【Wen Fucheng: It's so cute when you make it. 】
Zhang Yang: ? ? ?
Today is also the day I want to kick over this bowl of dog food.
Zhang Yang packed up his things, settled the bill and got out. Wen Fucheng's decoration is very simple, which is also her favorite style.
It's not like her house, where everything is stuffed.
Standing in the empty hall, there is no anxiety, even the original emptiness is filled up.
When Wen Fucheng called, she was still tinkering with food in the kitchen.
"Are you home for dinner tonight? I made you like..."
"Sorry, there is a dinner party tonight and I have to go."
"That's it! It doesn't matter, I don't make a lot, and I haven't started making some yet. Then I'll eat it myself." Looking at the sumptuous three dishes and one soup, I wanted to cry. She can't eat this much by herself!
Call the sisters, none of the sisters are there.
Call Assistant Zhang, but he didn't dare to come.
It is almost full after eating half of it alone.
fell asleep, curled up on the sofa with a small blanket and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, there was a slight unlocking sound.
Men's slippers are neatly placed in front of the cabinet.
Left a dark light just to see the vision clearly.
As soon as she rolled over, the blanket slipped off her body. Feeling cold, Yingjing reached out and touched it everywhere, but he didn't touch it, and finally got angry with himself, and fell asleep directly in this position.
Hey.
Wen Fucheng went to his side, picked up the small blanket on the ground, and put it on again for her.
It was time to take a sip of water, and when I came out, the blanket was on the ground again.
Is the sofa too small for her to play?
It seems that the future beds will have to be bigger.
Putting down the water glass, he picked up the blanket on the ground again. This time, the sharp-eyed noticed the girl's shaking shoulders.
took the blanket and wrapped her petite body inside, wrapping the person with the blanket into her arms.
"on purpose?"
was bitten by him on his sleeping red face.
couldn't put on the scene, and the corners of his mouth cocked up.
The eyeballs keep turning inside the eyelids.
There was a touch of warmth on her lips, and she was about to open her eyes when she was covered by Wen Fucheng's palm for a second.
It was pitch black in sight.
The man bowed his head and kissed the man lying in his arms, tirelessly, over and over again.
Yingjing was already in a daze, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he knew he was coming back, but the eyelid fight really couldn't hold up.
Now that he is making trouble, his brain is almost deprived of oxygen.
The little hands softly grabbed the man's tie.
"Wen Fu Cheng!" The cat's voice scratched his heart.
Fear of the broken night disturbing her beauty.
Wen Fu Cheng kissed her eyebrows.
"Here baby, what's the matter."
Ying Jing smelled a faint smell of wine mixed with him, very light. It's hard to spot if you don't pay attention and smell it carefully.
"you've been drinking?"
"What? You smell it." He dragged Zhang Yang downstairs and blew the cold wind for a while before returning. "I don't drink much, just a little bit. I can't refuse. If I don't like it, I'll change it right away." Ying Jing once said that he didn't like men who smoke and drink.
Wen Fu Cheng has always been very restrained, but only occasionally dips into it. It's kind of ugly to have him completely nonstick.
Yingjing is willing to take a step back for him, and he is willing to take ninety-nine steps back for Yingjing.
"It's okay, no need. It doesn't smell bad, but it's a little bit more fun."
It was clearly him who was drinking, but Yingjing almost turned into a drunk cat when he smelled it.
In the dark night of charm, it is easy for a man and a woman to wipe out sparks and lightning.
Ying Jing reached out and hooked Wen Fucheng's neck and pulled it out, and the two kissed each other again.
tangled.
There is more honey in the air.
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