Fu Yanlin stopped a taxi on the roadside and gave the name of the hotel.
The road was obviously very narrow, but the taxi driver drove very fast.
The car was shaking violently, and the woman in her arms was unsteady. She leaned her head on Fu Yanlin's body, but kept scratching his chest with her little hands.
Such a scratch would go straight to his heart.
Fu Yanlin felt that he had no self-control in front of Wen Sheng, so he held her slim waist firmly with one hand, held her hand with the other and put it on his chest, "Do you feel uncomfortable after drinking?"
"Well - I feel a little uncomfortable." Wen Sheng's head felt dizzy and he raised his eyes slightly. His eyes were full of water and bright, like the most attractive black grapes.
Then, she broke away with her right hand and continued to scratch Fu Yanlin's chest, "Fu Yanlin, please kiss me, and it won't feel uncomfortable after you kiss me."
The soft and waxy voice made Fu Yanlin's Adam's apple tighten inexplicably.
Who said Wen Sheng was cold and reserved? She is clearly a annoying little fairy.
Fu Yanlin raised Wen Sheng's chin, lowered his head and bit the soft and fragrant cherry lips. In front of her, he lost all self-control and resistance. He just wanted to return to the hotel as soon as possible, and then faster.
After a while, the taxi stopped in front of the hotel.
Fu Yanlin paid the money, quickly picked up Wen Sheng's waist and got out of the car. Within one minute of taking the elevator, he felt like his days were like years.
The woman in his arms was delicate and soft, which was simply torture to Fu Yanlin.
The key point was that Wen Sheng kept calling his name: Fu Yanlin—Fu Yanlin—
Even when she was drunk, she didn't forget who her husband was, and her love for her was indeed not in vain.
The door to the room was kicked open. Fu Yanlin turned around, put Wen Sheng on the entrance cabinet, and couldn't wait to start kissing her.
While they were kissing, Wen Sheng suddenly pushed him away, his voice a little aggrieved and said, "Fu Yanlin, I'm itchy, please scratch it for me."
"Where is it itchy?" Fu Yanlin smiled jokingly.
It’s really surprising that this little guy is so good at flirting.
Don't worry, they will have plenty of time to discuss these topics.
"No - I'm really itchy." Wen Sheng seemed drunk but not drunk, with a look of pain on his face. He stretched his hand to his back to scratch it, but couldn't reach it.
"Classmate Fu, please help me, I feel so uncomfortable."
Only then did Fu Yanlin realize that something was wrong. He stretched out his hand to turn on the light in the entrance hall, quickly unzipped the chain of the dress and checked Wen Sheng's back. He didn't know it, but was shocked when he saw it.
Wen Sheng's flawless white back was covered with dense red rashes at some point. Looking over them in the blink of an eye, it was quite scary.
"Classmate Fu, why don't you help?" Wen Sheng said in a depressed voice, her eyes red with anger. Her whole back felt hot and uncomfortable, and this feeling seemed to have begun to spread, and now even her neck and collarbone began to feel uncomfortable.
Fu Yanlin grabbed Wen Sheng's wrist, feeling distressed and angry. He couldn't help shouting, "Don't move, you have a lot of rashes on your body."
"Okay, why do you have a rash?" Wen Sheng was so yelled that he sobered up in an instant.
Fu Yanlin's eyes were heavy. He wanted to scold Wen Sheng but couldn't bear to say, "Were you allergic to alcohol before?"
Wen Sheng shook his head and said aggrievedly, "No, I was fine drinking before."
She has never been greedy for drinks, and in the past she only drank lightly.
But at tonight's exchange meeting, Wen Xuyan and other investors toasted and talked, and Wen Sheng did drink a lot. She thought that Fu Yanlin was also present, so it would be okay even if he was drunk.
But she never thought that she would be allergic to red wine. This never happened when she and Zhu Qingjia were drinking.
"Alcohol allergy is not a trivial matter. I will take you to the hospital now." Fu Yanlin carefully helped Wen Sheng pull up the chain of the dress, picked her up and left.
Fortunately, there is a private hospital near the hotel, which can be reached in five minutes' walk.
Fu Yanlin called the emergency number, and Wen Sheng was quickly sent to a small cubicle. He wanted to go in, but was stopped by the nurse, "Sir, the doctor is checking inside, please wait outside."
"No, my wife is timid and needs someone to accompany her." Fu Yanlin had no reason to let Wen Sheng in alone.
The nurse looked back at the woman behind her, smiled awkwardly and said, "Is your wife an adult?"
"Can't I accompany her when I'm an adult? I don't trust her. I have to be with her the whole time." Fu Yanlin had a strong aura and an unquestionable tone, which frightened the little nurse.
The doctor waved his hand and said, "Okay, let the family members come in."
Fu Yanlin stood aside, holding Wen Sheng's hand tightly, "Honey, don't be afraid, I'm with you."
The rash on his body was obviously itchy and uncomfortable, but at this moment Wen Sheng just wanted to dig a hole in the floor and crawl in, "Fu Yanlin, are you embarrassed?"
"What are you talking about? If you want to be embarrassed, you'll be embarrassed too. You don't have to worry as your husband is with you." Fu Yanlin said seriously.
The nurse on the side couldn't help laughing, "You two have such a good relationship."
Wen Sheng helplessly covered her face.
Fu Yanlin was shameless, but she still wanted it.
Wen Sheng was originally happy because the exchange meeting ended successfully, but he didn't expect that something like this happened, and he could almost dig out a villa with his toes.
After a series of examinations, the doctor diagnosed Wen Sheng as having an alcohol allergy. He prescribed some anti-allergy medicine and topical ointment, and then asked the two of them to go home first and return for follow-up at any time if they felt any discomfort.
After struggling for two hours, it was already one o'clock in the morning when I left the hospital.
The night breeze was blowing, Fu Yanlin helped Wen Sheng put on his coat, turned around and bent down in front of her, "Come up, I will carry you back."
Having just taken medicine in the emergency room, Wen Sheng felt less uncomfortable than at the beginning, "No, I can walk back to the hotel by myself."
Fu Yanlin's tone was domineering and firm, "If you don't like carrying it, you can just carry it back."
Although it was early in the morning, there were still many passers-by on the street, and it was really annoying to carry him back. Wen Sheng finally chose to climb onto Fu Yanlin's back obediently.
The dim street lights shone on the two of them, leaving long shadows on the path.
Hong Kong is very different from Jiangzhou, the temperature is not too low even in winter.
The night wind was mixed with the salty smell of sea water. Wen Sheng leaned on Fu Yanlin's back, feeling more at ease and secure than ever before.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Classmate Fu——" Wen Sheng called Fu Yanlin's name softly, and the hand on his shoulder tightened.
Fu Yanlin walked slowly and asked softly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
"It's not uncomfortable anymore." Wen Sheng has been living alone since graduation. When she is sick, she usually goes to the hospital alone. Since she got together with Fu Yanlin, it seems that he is with her every time she gets sick.
It turns out that the feeling of being taken care of is so reassuring.
"You are not allowed to drink anymore, and you are not allowed to socialize." Fu Yanlin's tone suddenly became serious.
I just saw Wen Sheng's body covered in red rash in the examination room. I wanted to scratch it but didn't dare to scratch it. I didn't know how anxious I was, and I wished I could suffer for her.
"I've never been like this when I drank before—"
"You still dare to talk back? Believe it or not, I will punish you severely after you get better." Fu Yanlin was really angry.
At what kind of exchange meeting, Wen Sheng was chatting and laughing among different men. He became furious just by seeing that scene. If he hadn't promised not to interfere with her work, he would have taken them away long ago.
"Angry?"
"nonsense."
Wen Sheng tilted her head and pecked Fu Yanlin's cheek, and coaxed in a low voice, "The reception is over, and we can leave for a trip tomorrow. Don't let such a happy thing ruin your fun, okay?"
"It's you--"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Sheng pecked Fu Yanlin's cheek again.
"Don't be angry."
Wen Sheng's voice was gentle and soft, and when it fell on the apex of Fu Yanlin's heart, the fire was instantly extinguished.
He felt happy, and most of his anger was gone, "I really can't do anything about you. I'll help you put on some ointment when you get back to the hotel. If the rash hasn't completely dissipated when you get up tomorrow, we'll stay here for one more day before setting off."
"Well, it's all up to you."
It was just a five-minute journey, and it took the two of them nearly half an hour to stop and go.
There were no stars in the night, but the light of the street lamp softened the whole world.
Wen Sheng thought how great it would be if they walked to Baishou like this.