Wen Sheng waited for nearly an hour before Fu Yanlin came out from the shower.
Is it too much for a grown man to spend an hour taking a shower? She is a girl, and it only takes her 20 minutes to take a shower and wash her hair.
Thinking of the hot water flowing, how much water and electricity will be used? Wen Sheng feels distressed.
She glanced indifferently at the man covered in moisture, and couldn't help but sneer.
He is indeed self-conscious, not only preparing his own toiletries, bath towels and other things, but also pajamas and home clothes. He seems to regard this place as his own home.
Wen Sheng stood under the Japanese chandelier in the living room, her fair face expressionless, and her eyes filled with impatience and indifference, "I'm not used to having strangers at home, you go back to your home."
"Habits can be changed." Fu Yanlin ignored the order in her tone and raised his eyebrows casually, his face full of unruly and willful, "This is not the first time."
He is wearing light gray sports and leisure-style home clothes. You can't tell the brand, but the overall design and texture are of high quality, so they must be valuable. He is tall and thin, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his strong muscles under the clothes are invisible when walking.
His voice is eye-catching. The most terrible thing is his chiseled face. Every line is carefully carved by the Creator - God is really partial.
This face reminds Wen Sheng of the abstinent male protagonists in those Japanese erotic comics that Zhu Qingjia loves to read.
Wen Sheng was almost beguiled by his beauty, her expression calmed down, and her tone was cold, "Are you like this with all your hot friends?"
Fu Yanlin narrowed his eyes and said with a faint smile, "I'm going to make an appointment with you. Do you believe me?"
Wen Sheng chuckled, "What do you think?"
That day alone, there were only two women who made phone calls in the hotel and slapped each other in the lobby. Only a ghost would believe it if he said he hadn't been among thousands of flowers.
Fu Yanlin did not answer the question and returned to the topic, "I am homeless, please kindly take me in."
With that said, he walked forward, stood in front of Wen Sheng, lowered his head and leaned towards her.
Wen Sheng immediately hid back, thinking that he was going to kiss her, but he just turned his head to her ear, and there was a hint of meaningful smile in his voice, and his tone was deep and lustful, "I don't
It’s free. You can ravage me every night and I’ll pay the rent.”
As she breathed, the man's strong hormonal scent and the oud-scented shower gel entangled, soaking into Wen Sheng's heart and spleen.
Wen Sheng's head was a little dizzy, and she hurriedly took a step back. She originally wanted to humiliate him because his skills were not worthy of her acceptance, but when she thought about how she had been tortured to death after saying he was not good before, Wen Sheng gave up.
She said with disgust, "Linyun Technology has a market value of three billion. You own 25% of Linyun's equity and are worth hundreds of millions... You said you are homeless? Sir, you are really capable.
It’s hateful.”
"I'm really homeless." Fu Yanlin looked at Wen Sheng sincerely, "I'm very pitiful."
"Since you won't leave, just make a bed on the floor. I don't have a bed for you to sleep in the guest room." Wen Sheng deliberately said harshly, "There are no mats or quilts, so just stay cold."
"Do you think I'm here to sleep on the floor?" Fu Yanlin said very confidently, "I want to sleep with you."
"..."
"If you can't, just sleep with me." Fu Yanlin raised his peach-blossom eyes and glanced at Wen Sheng, quite carelessly, "I'll let you choose."
Does it make a difference?
Smells the gas, and the cheeks turn red.
You can never argue with a shameless person, and you can never win.
Fu Yanlin looked at her angry and fierce look, raised his thin lips, and pinched her cheek, "Are you hungry? Can I make you something to eat?"
Wen Sheng looked away and said, "I won't eat."
"So disrespectful?"
Wen Sheng sneered coldly, "What kind of face does a shameless person want?"
"I'm doing it for your own good. If you don't eat enough before strenuous exercise, you may faint easily."
"..." Wen Sheng stared at him with disgust, "What kind of dog are you?"
Fu Yanlin's peach-blossom eyes darkened, and his sly gaze flashed past. He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Wen Sheng's chin, held her waist with the other hand, and kissed her heartily. p>
Wen Sheng struggled at first, but soon surrendered.
After it was over, Wen Sheng couldn't help but think that the money she spent on the psychiatrist's clinic in the past year or so was all wasted. She was not cold at all.
Until now, Wen Sheng had to admit that she had never met a man who could make her passionate.
And now, she has met.
Wen Sheng is convinced that Fu Yanlin has rich experience in this kind of thing. He doesn't know how many girls he got his experience from.
Probably because Wen Sheng had to go to work tomorrow morning, Fu Yanlin didn't bother too much. After the first session, he took Wen Sheng to take a shower. After that, he patiently wiped her dry and carried her back to bed.
Tired and sleepy, Wen Sheng fell asleep.
She always felt that Fu Yanlin was holding his arms and looking at her.
But I was really too tired to open my eyes, so I just ignored it.
Early the next morning, when Wen Sheng got up, Fu Yanlin was already making food in the kitchen. There were many bags on the kitchen counter, which must have been bought by someone early in the morning.
Wen Sheng asked him with squinting sleepy eyes, "What are you doing."
Fu Yanlin looked depressed, "Your gas can't be turned on."
"I usually don't turn on the gas because the gas is not turned on." Wen Sheng said.
Fu Yanlin:......
She is always so busy, where does she have time to cook? Besides, she doesn't know how to cook at all - why turn on gas? That thing is quite dangerous.
Fu Yanlin looked at Wen Sheng like a fool. He especially wanted to know how Wen Sheng survived to this day.
Is she a woman?
Wen Sheng turned around without expression and went back to the bathroom to wash up and wake up.
After washing up, he was once again a good man working hard to move bricks.
After changing clothes and getting ready to go out, Fu Yanlin was already standing at the entrance waiting.
There was a bit of amazement in his eyes.
Wen Sheng is wearing a pair of black wide-leg pants today, paired with a champagne-colored V-neck silk suspender belt and a black suit jacket. She has a smart and cool aura.
The long black hair has not been dyed or permed. The natural color is shiny and smooth. The ends of the hair are naturally slightly curled. The two locks of hair at the forehead are slightly shorter, which perfectly modifies the face shape and adds a sense of coolness.
A touch of tenderness.
Her face is as big as the palm of her hand, without a trace of makeup, so delicate that no pores can be seen, and the deer eyes under her black eyebrows are like a stream in the morning, flowing with clarity and purity.
Fu Yanlin's gaze went down from her honey-colored lips to her collarbone.
My heart suddenly became dry, and my throat and pants felt very uncomfortable.
Fu Yanlin never understood that when Wen Sheng was wearing clothes, she couldn't see anything superior.
But once she takes off her clothes.
Big, thin waist, perky butt.
Thieves cost lives.
Wen Sheng saw something strange in his eyes, frowned and cursed, "Pervert."
Fu Yanlin laughed playfully, pressed her against the door panel, and said in a ruthless tone, "You are beautiful, but I don't have any reaction to be worthy of you? Huh?"