Opening the door will undoubtedly attract the wolf into the house.
Wen Sheng refused.
Fu Yanlin bit her earlobe, "Disobedient?"
Wen Sheng ignored him.
"Then I'll find the key myself..."
After Fu Yanlin finished speaking, he searched for the key on her body.
But that's not looking for a key, it's clearly... playing hooligan.
Wen Sheng's whole body went numb.
More and more excessive.
She felt like she was a piece of fish on the chopping board, and she had to go through some "touching" torture before being sliced off by him.
At the critical moment, Wen Sheng surrendered, opened the door, and let the wolf into the house.
Fu Yanlin put his arms around her waist and pressed her against the cabinet in the entrance hall, then closed the door.
He was tall, and his dark shadow pressed down on Wen Sheng's face, which was full of oppression. He was still wearing the black suit from the afternoon meeting. Under the refraction of the light in the porch, he had an uninhibited and ascetic air.
Wen Sheng's face was already red. Xiaolu stared at him with watery eyes and said in a sullen tone, "What do you mean? I can't afford it?"
Fu Yanlin's thin lips twitched slightly, "If you lift your pants and don't recognize the person, forget it, and you won't have to pay the fare? Huh?"
"..." Wen Sheng was speechless.
He refused to accept the transfer and it was returned by WeChat. Is it her fault?
Strong words!
Wen Sheng was surprised. Wasn't he still as cold as a stranger at the meeting in the afternoon? His face changed after only a few hours?
"I can do it for free. I have enough strength to help you," Fu Yanlin said seriously, "but you can't do it for free. Gas prices are high these days."
Wen Sheng couldn't help but cursed in his heart that he was crazy!
Do you think gas prices are expensive when you drive a car costing two to three million?
You are a co-founder of a unicorn technology company, but you think gas prices are expensive?
Outrageous!
Wen Sheng gritted her molar teeth and said coldly, "I'll transfer it to you again! Please leave immediately!"
"How much is the transfer?" Fu Yanlin locked eyes with her, his eyes full of idleness, "Does the interest count?"
"..." Wen Sheng took a breath and suppressed the fire in her heart, "Five hundred, is it enough?"
Fu Yanlin nodded.
Wen Sheng immediately opened WeChat, transferred 500 yuan to it, raised her eyes and threatened him, "Take the money and get out."
Fu Yanlin wrapped his legs around her, then opened WeChat to collect the money.
Being able to collect money means that it is not a blacklist, but just closing the circle of friends.
The corners of Fu Yanlin's lips turned up proudly, and the next second, he lowered his head to eat her lips.
Wen Sheng slapped his face away, gritted her teeth and said, "Are you forcing me to call the police?"
"Well," Fu Yanlin said, "when the police came, I said you spent five hundred to prostitute me, and we have an employment relationship."
"..." Wen Sheng was completely angry and realized that she had been fooled by him. But in the current situation, she was at a disadvantage and could only continue to deal with it, "What do you want to do?"
Fu Yanlin held Wen Sheng's chin, stared at her deer eyes, and said slowly, "I want to fuck you."
"..."
Wen Sheng was completely speechless.
What did this man eat growing up?
How do you keep talking so eloquently without changing your expression?
Wen Sheng couldn't help but think of how he looked when he gave a speech in the afternoon. He looked professional and handsome, confident and confident, as if he were in the clouds. Even Meng Wei showed a nymphomaniac look in his eyes.
And the way he looks now, he is just like...a gangster.
Wen Sheng was curious, how did he switch freely?
"The fare and interest are one hundred for you, and I won't take the remaining four hundred for free. I'll give you some of my energy." Fu Yanlin had a pair of peach blossom eyes, which were alluring, especially when he spoke in a low voice, he always made people interested.
The illusion of affection.
Wen Sheng had never seen such a shameless man. He frowned in disgust. Just as he was about to say get out of here, Fu Yanlin said again, "This price is very conscientious, right? Isn't it cheaper than going to a psychiatrist to solve your disorder?"
Wen Sheng's head was buzzing and she looked at Fu Yanlin in astonishment.
How did he find out that she had this disorder? They had only known each other for a few days?
But Fu Yanlin didn't give her a chance to ask questions. He lowered his head and moved her lips, taking away all her breathing space.
When she couldn't resist it, he put it next to her ear and said, "Would you like to give it a try? My technique can cure your illness."