Needless to say, this is news from a clingy person.
Wen Sheng turned off her phone without changing her expression and continued to read the data analysis.
But that guy Fu Yanlin persevered and kept sending messages, and the screen of his mobile phone kept flashing.
Wen Sheng simply put the phone on its back and remained unmoved.
At this time, Chen Xi yawned, his voice was weak, and he said with a bit of coquettishness, "Sister Sheng, why don't we come here first today? I'm a bit tired from walking around the factory today. Tomorrow Jingyu and I will go to the factory and the park.
Zhuanzhuan, you have to have a video conference with your boss early in the morning, why not go to bed early? We can make plans when there is news tomorrow?"
Su Jingyu said OK, no matter how they analyze it now, they can’t see Su Ye.
After Wen Sheng left, Chen Xi lay on the bed and browsed short videos. Su Jingyu came out from the shower and saw that she was in high spirits. She laughed and said, "You feel sleepy after working overtime, but you feel energetic if you don't work overtime? Who was yawning all the time just now?"
Please ask Sister Sheng to end the meeting."
Chen Xi smiled and was noncommittal.
Why is she sleepy? She obviously saw Wen Sheng's constant messages on her cell phone. It must be that Mr. Fu who is like a follower. He has no intention of sleeping for a long night, so he can't help but urge Sister Sheng to go back and keep in touch.
If Sister Sheng works overtime until 11 or 12 o'clock and comes back, I'm afraid her phone will be bombarded by that boring Mr. Fu.
She was just pretending to be sleepy.
She suddenly felt that Sister Sheng and Mr. Fu were quite sweet.
Who said that a man like a flower on the high mountain can't be tender and tender? She looked at Mr. Fu and he was very tender.
Romance novels don’t lie, there really are such stunning and infatuated men in this world.
So...when will she have such a sweet love?
This end.
After Wen Sheng returned to the room, as expected, someone was already in the room.
It was indeed cleared up.
Fu Yanlin is lying on the bed, with his upper body naked. His muscles are full of the power of male hormones and have clear texture. His barrier-like chest muscles make people look at him more. His arms are muscular and his shoulders are thick and broad. He has an indescribable feeling of reliability.<
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When he was wearing clothes, I didn't think his shoulders were so broad. Now that he was bare-chested, the visual effect was full.
Isn’t this person very busy writing architecture every day? How can he still have time to exercise muscles and stay in shape?
The moment Wen Sheng put down his bag, he lifted up the quilt and got out of bed. Even though he had a towel around his waist, his straight long legs could not be covered up at all.
The moment he stood up straight, Wen Sheng's eyes couldn't help but fall on the muscles of his abdomen. Two obvious mermaid lines were hidden in the bath towel.
Even if there are some injuries and bruises on the body, it does not affect this delicious picture.
Wen Sheng was a little embarrassed and quickly moved her eyes away to meet his deep eyes as dark as obsidian, "How come you have my room card?"
Fu Yanlin said frankly, "I dropped in when I was helping you pick up your bag this morning."
"..." Wen Sheng gave him a look and said angrily, "Scheming."
"If I don't take some initiative, and you won't open the door to let me in tonight, how can I avenge you for being kicked out last night?" Fu Yanlin walked up to her, finished his words, lowered his head and kissed Wen Sheng's lips, tearing her apart.
He bit down, then let go, his eyes entwined in her eyes, with a bit of blatant temptation, "Huh?"
Wen Sheng bit her lip subconsciously and said angrily, "You are arrogant."
Speaking of last night, the two of them had a conflict, and Wen Sheng was not unresponsive - ever since they found out about his true relationship with Jiang Yukuo in the Fu family, the two separated and have never been close again. Fu Yanlin
She is also a master of teasing. She reacted both physically and mentally, but her reason told her to calm down. Fu Yanlin's injuries were indeed not suitable for strenuous aerobic exercise for two people.
She also knows very well that if someone is unwilling to stop messing around once they start, the trouble will be when the stitches and flesh collapse and the threads are broken.
Fu Yanlin chuckled, "Go take a shower first?"
Wen Sheng subconsciously added something in his mind and blushed, "You have a beautiful idea!"
Fu Yanlin looked at her fondly with raised eyebrows, "What am I thinking? I asked you to take a bath first...Do you think I want to help you?"
"..."
"Or do you want me to help you? So what you said to me is correct?"
"..." Wen Sheng felt that she couldn't defeat him at all, so she got out from under his arm, took her pajamas, rushed into the bathroom, and locked the door to prevent some werewolves with evil intentions!
When she came out from the shower, Wen Sheng's hair was dried and spread freely on her shoulders and chest. It was silky and black, making her small face look beautiful and refined. Her facial features were bright and pure, and she looked good as if she could kill someone without a knife. She was wearing a milk-white silk nightgown that reached to her ankles. The sleeves, hem, and neckline were all embellished with hollow lace. In addition, she had a tall and slender figure with extra material, and her skin was fair and delicate. She was standing at the door.
, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her eyes are as clear as a deer's, and she is as beautiful as a hibiscus. Needless to say, Fu Yanlin felt very itchy after seeing it.
Fu Yanlin was lying on the head of the bed, his throat rolled up, and he waved to her, "A Sheng, come here."
Wen Sheng slowly walked forward and sat on the edge of the bed. Fu Yanlin pulled him over and held him in his arms. Their eyes met, and their eyes were straight and very touching.
Warm fragrant nephrite, poisoning in the world.
Fu Yanlin leaned forward and showed gentle licking and tasting, just like the warm scenes in romantic movies, beautiful and intoxicating.
Gradually, Wen Sheng stretched out her hands, put her arms around his neck, and raised her cheeks to meet him.
The two of them didn't know when they naturally lay down on the not-so-soft big bed, blending into a snow-white quilt. Her hands were tightly clasped by Fu Yanlin, and their fingers were intertwined.
The indoor atmosphere is charming, the temperature naturally rises, and everything is filled with sweetness.
Wen Sheng's body was soft and soft, and she let his kiss rub from her lips to her ears and temples, all the way down, causing her lips to open and close slightly, and she sang softly.
Fu Yanlin's kisses were rarely gentle and lingering. He was always eager to possess him, eager to tear people apart and swallow them into his belly. Today, he suddenly became romantic and tender, and it felt different, like a dream.
The fantasy is fascinating and immersive.
He seemed to be deliberately gentle, patiently and gently stroking a delicate flower, so that she could relax, slowly feel and enjoy it.
When the critical moment came, Wen Sheng was shocked by the warmth and moisture, and quickly grabbed his hand and said eagerly, "No..."
"Don't be afraid," Fu Yanlin leaned down, rubbed her hair, and stared into her blurred eyes. His lustful voice slipped out of his hot throat, "My injuries haven't healed yet, so I won't touch you for the time being.
But... Asheng, I can give it to you, help you, and make you happy."
"Huh?" Wen Sheng didn't know what he meant by helping, and how?