Wen Sheng was awakened by the constant wet and tender feeling.
She opened her eyes in a daze, and Fu Yanlin's handsome face was very close. Behind her was the sunlight that sneaked in through the gaps in the curtains, falling on his shoulders in strands, as if giving him a slight golden light, like a banished man.
The delicate golden features of the mortal immortal's side face are also distinct in the morning light.
Looking at a face, Wen Sheng felt that the morning light behind him had dimmed.
He has washed and shaved off his stubble, and there is a slight scent of mint-flavored aftershave on his cheeks, which is fresh, refreshing, and full of vitality.
Fu Yanlin looked at Wen Sheng with a fond smile, just like the sunshine on a spring afternoon filling every crack of the camphor tree. The young man in white passing under the tree was obviously just a glimpse, but it was enough to please the eyes.
"Well..." Wen Sheng ran away and rubbed his eyes, "Why did you get up so early?"
"It's getting late." Fu Yanlin pinched her cheek to wake her up, "It's nine o'clock."
When Wen Sheng heard it was nine o'clock, she suddenly woke up, pushed Fu Yanlin away and sat up, "Why didn't you call me earlier!"
It's over!
She made an appointment with Shen Guannan last night for a video conference at nine o'clock this morning... How many brains does she have, how dare she amplify the boss's pigeons!
Wen Sheng hurriedly got up and got out of bed, going to the bathroom to wash up barefoot, but before taking two steps, Fu Yanlin grabbed her waist and picked her up, scolding, "I don't wear shoes."
The sense of déjà vu with the old father’s earnest words.
In an instant, Fu Yanlin carried her to the bathroom, sat her down on the sink, and gave her toothpaste and toothbrush.
While she was brushing her teeth, Fu Yanlin returned to the room, brought a pair of socks, patiently put them on for her, and warned, "The cold starts from the feet. The slippers in this hotel are too thin. Please put your socks on and don't take them off." Wen Sheng had a toothbrush stuffed in her mouth, babbling and saying, "Okay, dad——"
He is so carefree and meddlesome, doesn't he look like an old father?
But who is Fu Yanlin?
That’s an experienced driver who can still race without a license!
He stood up straight, holding a bag with one hand, and an interesting smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Save it for next time I scream in bed."
"..." Wen Sheng looked at him with wide eyes, "You are shameless!"
This person's taste is really...unique!
She didn’t mean that at all!
Fu Yanlin pinched her cheek and said, "I won't tease you anymore. Come out after brushing your teeth quickly. I bought breakfast."
Wen Sheng nodded.
When she came out after washing, she discovered that Fu Yanlin had prepared many kinds of breakfast.
Crossing the bridge rice noodles, steamed buns, soy milk, milk, millet porridge, small wontons, as well as freshly baked bread and fruit corn.
She was really fed like a pig.
Fu Yanlin knew what she was thinking by looking at her expression, and explained, "I don't know what you want to eat today, so I bought some. You pick what you like to eat, and I will take care of the rest."
So Wen Sheng took away the bridge rice noodles and milk, sat down in front of the long table, turned on the computer, and ate breakfast.
When Fu Yanlin saw her taking away the rice noodles, a proud smile appeared on his lips.
He knew that as long as rice noodles were available, Wen Sheng would definitely choose them.
He remembered that when he was in Jiazhou No. 1 Middle School, Wen Sheng always went to the casserole rice noodle shop on Ziyun Street at the back door of the school for lunch. Sometimes he went there five times a week and never got tired of it.
At first, he was still wondering, what kind of smell can make her so fascinated? Isn't it just ordinary rice noodles in a clay pot? Is this girl too easy to feed?
Later, when he was passing by, he suddenly had a whim, sat down and ordered a pickled pepper beef casserole rice noodles that Wen Sheng often ordered, and then he realized why Wen Sheng was so obsessed with it.
The spiciness of the foot soak is blended into the delicious broth made from big bones, and the bean sprouts, potato slices, mushrooms, and kelp threads are used to bring out the umami flavor, coupled with the elastic, soft and glutinous rice noodles, slurping in the hot casserole,
When serving from the pan, sprinkle with a handful of chopped chives, it’s amazing!
Later, he went there many times alone.
Wen Sheng didn’t know any of this.
At this time, Wen Sheng took a sip of soup and entered the computer startup password.
Fu Yanlin frowned and knocked on the table, "Let's eat first. Shen Guannan has an impromptu meeting in the morning and won't miss you."
"How do you know?" Wen Sheng asked.
"I arranged it." Fu Yanlin looked arrogant, "Who is he? Will I allow my woman to work for him early in the morning on an empty stomach?"
"..." Wen Sheng couldn't help but want to laugh, feeling sweet in her heart.
This guy is domineering, but he is so domineering that people like him.
"Eat quickly, it will get cold in a while." Fu Yanlin rubbed Wen Sheng's hair lovingly, "Eat well before moving bricks."
Wen Sheng sucked the rice noodles, and she could tell how delicious they were.
But after all, it’s a bird’s stomach. After eating half of it, it can’t fit in anymore.
She pushed the remaining rice noodles aside, then opened Chang Jing's video conferencing program, made the link, and waited for Shen Guannan to come online.
While waiting, she sent a message to Zhu Qingjia, asking her to help ask in Jiangzhou's investment circle if anyone had stopped him halfway and had contact with Wei Xinuo.
I wish Qingjia a wide circle, and it is a great skill to find out information.
When she looked up, she found that Fu Yanlin had picked up the leftover rice noodles she had eaten at some point and was eating them in big gulps.
Wen Sheng blushed, "Why do you eat the rest of me?"
Fu Yanlin raised his eyes to look at her with a matter-of-fact expression, "Miss Wen, diligence and frugality are traditional Chinese virtues."
"But..."
But that was what she had left!
Isn’t he afraid of getting dirty?
So what, aren’t the domineering CEOs in romance novels always have mysophobia? And his bold eating movements, refreshing and rough, are very different from the appearance of the domineering gentleman in TV dramas!
Fu Yanlin pulled a tissue to wipe his lips, chuckled with endearment, and pulled the person into his arms.
Wen Sheng took advantage of the situation and sat on his lap.
Fu Yanlin raised his eyebrows, "Who made you unable to take a few bites?"
Wen Sheng said, "There are also steamed buns and corn, so you don't have no choice."
"If you don't make money and work hard, you can't waste it." Fu Yanlin pinched her cheek and said warmly, "I'll keep the rest for lunch."
"..."
"Next time you eat more, you don't have to work hard for me to finish it."
Wen Sheng nodded, how could she not know that he was coaxing her.
Just at this time, the sound of logging in to the video conference sounded. Wen Sheng stood up from Fu Yanlin's lap and discussed with him, "Jeff's call, can you please stay silent?"
"Actually... it's not necessary. Shen Guannan is not stupid. He has known my feelings for you for a long time. Otherwise, he could have arranged for you to participate in Linyun's project together before? Ah Sheng, every capitalist has a bad brain.
." Fu Yanlin said, "Don't be too nervous."
"You promised to give me some time." Wen Sheng pursed her lips and acted coquettishly.
Fu Yanlin immediately surrendered, stood up and pecked her on the lips, "Okay, I will see the light of day when you approve it."
"Hmm!"
Then Wen Sheng started a video conference.
But soon, she discovered that some people simply did not abide by the agreement and tried every means to cause harm!