MTL - The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World-Chapter 89 on that day long ago

   Chapter 89 On that day long ago

  In the evening, it’s time to worry about who goes to whose house to rest day by day.

  Although Wen Fucheng didn't invite her, it doesn't prevent Yingjing from taking the initiative to take the pillow and go upstairs.

   Well, as if he were the air, the air invited her.

   changed into pajamas at the scene and went upstairs with the pillow in peace.

   Waiting for her to press on the door a few times, push it open and enter.

   There was a sudden bang in the house, startling her. He stared at Zhang Yang, who was lying on the floor, and Wen Fucheng, who was standing in front of the window.

what's going on?

   "Assistant Zhang, are you alright!"

   Zhang Yang's chest was choked, and his expression was a bit indescribable, like he had been constipated for two or three days.

   "That, it's fine. Miss Ying, you're here! Come in and sit."

   Yingjing wanted to reach out to help him.

   was roared by Zhang Yang angrily.

"do not move."

  's half-stretched hand stopped just like that.

   "Miss Ying, you are blocking the light of the right path above my head, can you move it?"

WTF.

   The light of the right path above his head?

   subconsciously looked up at the lamp above his head.

  This lamp is very expensive at first sight.

  According to the scene, he hurried to Wen Fucheng's side.

  Assistant Zhang hugged the thing in front of his chest and stomped forward. He got out of the field of vision and quickly got up, grabbed the thing and ran away.

   The speed is so fast that I can't believe it.

   "Second uncle, your assistant can do acrobatics."

  Wen Fucheng held his forehead, this is nothing. He and Zhang Yang were discussing some matters about the wedding, but he didn't expect the meeting to come so quickly, he thought the little girl would be tangled for a while.

   Zhang Yang holds a stack of wedding materials and wedding rings in his arms.

   Zhang Yang went out the door and opened the ring box tremblingly.

  Fortunately, this is a ring worth more than 20 million!

   Soul almost scared him away.

   Ying Jing quickly forgot about Zhang Yang's episode.

   "Are you going to work overtime tonight?"

   "Well, there are still some things that have not been settled. You go to the house to rest first."

"OK."

   Yingjing is definitely a caring heart, and his boyfriend will never disturb him when he is busy.

   She walked into Wen Fucheng's room alone.

   In addition to the bed, there is a wardrobe.

  There are a lot of his clothes in the cabinet, some of them are neatly stacked together, and there are two clothes that are not hung on the surface. They will pick them up and find a hanger to hang them on.

   walked around the room and went back to the bed to lie down.

  Wait, isn't she too reserved.

All right! Who made her think so.

  The Chinese cabbage brought up by the initiative is not eaten or eaten.

   But tonight Chinese cabbage wanted to be a reserved Chinese cabbage, so she went to the guest bedroom next door. The guest bedroom is much simpler, with only one large bed, Yingjing stood at the door holding a pillow and looked at the bed placed in the center of the room, lost in thought.

   She almost wondered if Assistant Zhang was suggesting something to her.

   After Wen Fucheng finished his work, he returned to the bedroom. The neatly stacked beds were not wrinkled at all.

Um?

   is not here, and there is no one in the bathroom.

   He has been in the living room, and he has even finished reading the study. Finally, I came to the side bed, twisted the door and walked in.

   After waiting for him for a long time, he finally managed to fall asleep.

   Coming to the bed, Wen Fucheng was about to lift the quilt.

   Picked up a piece of paper beside the bed.

   used lipstick to write four characters on the white paper crookedly.

   Do not climb on the bed.

   The little **** is holding revenge. He despised her in the afternoon, and Wen Fucheng's retribution has come now.

   Lipstick was also thrown on the bedside table by her, and the lid was not unscrewed.

   He picked it up and looked at it for a while, then took the photo to Zhang Yang.

  【Wen Fucheng: Help me buy a few new lipsticks of this brand. 】

   Zhang Yang, who was downstairs showing off his supper, received a message from the boss.

   Looking at the torn lipstick on the photo, he was silent for a few seconds. Do the boss and Miss Ying have so many tricks?

   Just thinking about the serious and serious Wen Fucheng being painted with a mouth print on his neck, and then making some sauce...

   Zhang Yang picked up the grilled mutton skewer and took a bite.

  It's getting cold, Assistant Zhang also wants to find a girlfriend to warm the quilt.

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   In the middle of the night, I felt a little hot and a little cold on my face. I opened my eyes slightly and saw the person who was half-kneeling beside me.

   "Wen..." Before Fu Cheng could finish speaking, he sealed them all back between his lips and teeth.

   In response to the situation, after returning to God, he turned against the guests.

   pressed him under him.

   "Second Uncle, you did a sneak attack in the middle of the night."

  Wen Fucheng supported her waist.

   "You came up with this pose yourself."

  Scenario:…

  's little face suddenly burst into red, and Yingjing hurriedly wanted to get off him.

   The man's strength is stronger than she imagined.

   "Wen Fucheng."

"I am here."

   He was too embarrassed to smile, and Yingjing reached out and tugged his face twice.

   Pulling out the beard of a tiger is like this!

   But that person didn't mean to blame her at all.

   "Jing Bao really knows how to choose a place. I feel that the bedroom can't be used. It's really good here. Why didn't I think of it before. You can change the place after finishing it, right?"

  Scenario:…

   Grabbing the man's tie with one hand, he leaned down and approached him.

   quite a bit like an overlord stubbornly bowing.

   "Wen Fucheng, believe it or not, I really put you to sleep tonight."

  The man looked at her, hooked his lips and pulled him to the side to lie down.

   "Not today, I also have a small temper today. You have to coax me well before you can let me sleep with me."

What?

What is he saying?

   It was obvious that he disliked her first, but before Yingjing was angry, he began to shout grievances. She is not a scumbag, and she is not responsible after sleeping.

   "I'll support you in the future! I'm very rich."

   Ying Jing was lying beside him, her face was too close, Wen Fu Cheng couldn't help holding her face and kissing her for a while.

"Do you want more money? I'll open the studio for you, and I'll sign the club for you. If you want the actress, I'll support you all the way to the stars, and be crowned as the queen, okay?" Earlobe, a **** voice asked her over and over again if she was okay.

   In response to the temptation of beauty, he agreed to him unconsciously.

   "Wen Fucheng, you said you don't like little bald heads, so that picture in your wallet, that little bald head is me! Where did you come from?"

  The man ran down her long hair.

"I saw your father at an economic forum abroad, and his wallet fell. The person I just picked up was me. In order to check the identity of the owner of the wallet, I opened it. That photo is the only one I didn't return to you. Father's lost property."

   That's it!

   "Then when did you fall in love with me?"

   "It's not what you said, the two of us are destined in our previous life. Fate has found you now, and I can't bear to let it go."

   Yingjing felt that he had missed something, but he couldn't hold back his eyelids and closed his eyes.

  Wen Fucheng quietly looked at the girl's sleeping face.

   "A long, long time ago, the day I came back for you."

   (end of this chapter)