Fu Yanlin had no intention of driving Wen Sheng home again.
It takes twenty minutes to run from here to Wen Sheng's house.
Covered in evil fire, he couldn't wait.
There is a five-star hotel next to OT, which happens to be owned by the Fu family. Fu Yanlin left a suite here so that the brothers can rest after dancing at any time without hanging out.
After Fu Yanlin handed the car to the doorman, he carried Wen Sheng upstairs.
Because Fu Yanlin was good-looking, and he carried a woman in and out openly, he was watched by people along the way. But Fu Yanlin had already buried Wen Sheng's face.
Swipe your card, enter the door, and put the person on the ground.
Wen Sheng looked at him drowsily, curled his lips and said, "This is not my home."
"Well, no?" Fu Yanlin raised his eyebrows.
"No, I want to go home..." Before Wen Sheng finished speaking, Fu Yanlin bit her lips.
He was tall, so he lowered his head to get the bite. His eyes were dark and dark, with an unruly domineering look. He glanced at her lips with meaning, "Are you standing firm?"
"Stand firm." Wen Sheng nodded drunkenly.
Fu Yanlin chuckled, turning the corners of his mouth in an evil arc, and then turned him over and pressed him against the door panel.
Wen Sheng felt that his body was extremely tough.
Fu Yanlin hugged her from behind, breathing behind her ears, making her feel wet and tingling.
The heat is carrying thousands of emotions, rushing.
Wen Sheng heard it clearly and said, "Wen Sheng, stand still and don't tremble."
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When Wen Sheng woke up, it was already noon the next day.
As soon as she got up, she felt like she had been beaten. Not only did her head hurt, but her whole body hurt!
She was wearing a hotel bathrobe, and scattered on the floor were the little black dress and underwear she wore for the disco dance last night. The mess was particularly picturesque.
My head is buzzing.
Wen Sheng immediately jumped out of bed and rushed to the living room, where he saw Fu Yanlin sitting at the dining table eating slowly.
Seeing her coming out, Fu Yanlin's eyes fell on her white bare feet.
He put down the coffee cup, took off a pair of slippers and threw them at her feet, "What the hell?"
Wen Sheng asked, "How come you...are with me?"
"Otherwise, who do you think you are?" Fu Yanlin choked her.
Wen Sheng suppressed the annoyance in her heart and looked at him as calmly as possible, "Did I not understand what I said?"
"What words?"
"We're done here."
This is what Wen Sheng posted yesterday before blocking him.
Fu Yanlin chuckled, his attitude was very arrogant, "Do I allow it?"
Does this still require your permission?
Wen Sheng was sullen and asked, "What do you want?"
She now particularly regrets that she should not have replied to his WeChat message when she was in Qingzhou.
Didn’t Teacher Zhu say that after this relationship ends, it will disappear into the sea of people? Why is she so unlucky to meet someone who is so entangled?
"What do you think I want?" Fu Yanlin asked without answering. He had a pair of amazing peach blossom eyes, which meant a lot when he looked at people. It would be even more flirtatious if he had a bad smile on his face.
Wen Sheng knew what he meant and said coldly, "I'm not interested."
"Who did you learn to be tough-talking?" Fu Yanlin said with a half-smile, "If you don't learn it well."
"Sorry, it's natural." Wen Sheng was not angry.
"It just so happens that I specialize in curing people's problems of being tough-talking."
After Fu Yanlin finished speaking, he hugged Wen Sheng's slim waist, carried her back to the bed in the bedroom and threw her down, suppressing her going crazy, "I have a debt to settle with you."
"What?"
"Forgot?" Fu Yanlin frowned.
"..."
"Okay, I'll make sure you never forget it."
After Fu Yanlin finished speaking, he immediately started to do what he had not done at the critical moment last night.
Fu Yanlin got angry when talking about this. He wanted to teach Wen Sheng a lesson last night, but at the critical moment Wen Sheng said she wanted to vomit, so what if the arrow was on the string? Fu Yanlin had to carry her to the toilet to vomit.
When he went to get her water, Wen Sheng sat on the ground and fell asleep holding the toilet.
Fu Yanlin was so angry that he almost killed someone.
But he doesn't know how to do things that are worse than a beast, such as getting someone into bed, taking off her dirty clothes, and letting her sleep.
Now that she is awake and still looks like a sharp-tongued little white-eyed wolf, Fu Yanlin must take the opportunity to settle the score. He has no merits, and Yaizhen will definitely retaliate.
Fu Yanlin was out for revenge, and naturally his methods were bad.
He first made the person miserable, but he was not satisfied. He took out his mobile phone and threatened Wen Sheng to add her as a friend.
Wen Sheng felt that a scholar could be killed but not humiliated, so he would not do it even if he was beaten to death!
Mighty and immovable!
Fu Yanlin knew her temperament and immediately played a trick.
Wen Sheng wished she could bite him to death. How could there be such a doggy man? I can’t figure it out.
Fu Yanlin looked at her suppressed red face and soft voice, which was both stubborn and cute. He deliberately sped up and whispered in her ear with a low and harsh voice, "Do you want to add more? Let me ask you one last time?"
It's really too much.
Wen Sheng's brain was down, and he gave in for some reason. His soft voice was thin and broken, and he begged for mercy with a bit of grievance, "It's extra, it's extra..."
Seeing Wen Sheng click on the friends list, Fu Yanlin retaliated and asked over and over again, "Do you still dare to delete my friends? Huh?"
After suffering a loss, Wen Sheng naturally stopped being harsh and agreed obediently, "I don't dare anymore."
Fu Yanlin was particularly satisfied.
After feeling relaxed, he became less like a dog and took special care of Wen Sheng's mood.
The clouds stop and the rain gathers.
Wen Sheng huddled in the quilt and watched Fu Yan get out of bed, smoke a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lowered his head to light the fire, and then raised his head to look at Wen Sheng, "Isn't that enough?"
Wen Sheng pulled the quilt over her face in disgust.
It was hard for her to deny that being with him was indeed a good fit and... thoughtful.
Wen Sheng didn't know what others were like. He was her first, but except for the first taste that night in Qingzhou, the next two times were good. Wen Sheng opened the door to a new world. Just now Wen Sheng still had an illusion.
, they look like a man and woman who have been in love for a long time, with a tacit understanding and appropriateness.
Wen Sheng even felt that he understood her better than she did. Every point was so precise.
Footsteps approached, and the quilt covering Wen Sheng's face was pulled away. Wen Sheng found that he had put out his cigarette, with a smile on Qingjun's face, "Don't blame me for making you and your friends hurt all over.
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"I'm not such a beast and I only care about myself while you're drunk."
"Everything I do is upright, just like I did just now."
Wen Sheng felt embarrassed as if she had been caught, "I didn't say it was you..."
"Say something back?"
Wen Sheng stopped defending. At first, she did think something had happened last night. When she woke up early in the morning, her whole body was sore and her neck was about to break. Now that she thinks about it, it should be the sequelae of disco dancing.
Fu Yanlin grabbed her cheek and said, "Get up and take you to dinner."
"Don't eat."
"You've been tossing me for so long and I'm still not hungry?"
Wen Sheng looked at him speechlessly, thinking, who is torturing whom?