He is like a delusional person

Chapter 44: Those who are not as beautiful as her will not be added

Wen Sheng thought to himself, who wants you to like me?
Looking at the shoes thrown into the trash can, Wen Sheng felt a little painful.

She bought those shoes last month when she went shopping with Zhu Qingjia. At that time, Zhu Qingjia wanted to buy milkshake white birkin, and the store asked for distribution. She conveniently got a pair of shoes for Wen Sheng, which cost thousands of dollars.Patent leather shoes are a little harder, but they are made of real leather anyway, so you just need to wear them more often so as not to throw them away immediately.

It is true that the capitalists do not know the sufferings of the people.

Wen Sheng tried to break away from his hand, but Fu Yanlin held her tighter and pulled her to his side, warning, "Wen Sheng, if you dare to pick it up, I will throw you into the trash can."

Wen Sheng immediately stopped talking.

Fu Yanlin's generous style is really something he can do.

The waiter who led the way couldn't help but smile when he saw the two of them like this, "Your boyfriend really loves you."

Wen Sheng was just about to say that the two of them were not boyfriend and girlfriend when Fu Yanlin pulled him in.

Yes, just misunderstand it.

They are all strangers anyway.

After arriving at the seat and sitting down, the waiter asked about the bottom of the pot. Wen Sheng looked up at Fu Yanlin, "Can it be medium spicy? Or should it be very spicy? Do you want to add hemp?"

Fu Yanlin's face froze, he sipped the old tree tea and nodded, "You choose, I can do either."

Wen Sheng ordered a medium spicy dish. She thought she was treating the guests and had to take care of the guests' preferences, so she asked Fu Yanlin to order first, as there was not enough food for her to add more.

Fu Yanlin scanned the QR code, and Wen Sheng looked at the message that popped up on the mobile phone page and found that what Fu Yanlin ordered was similar to her taste - the two of them had the same preferences.

Zhu Qingjia shook his head when he looked at things like fresh pig brains and broadsword loin slices, and Fu Yanlin ordered them all.Those are her favorites.

Wen Sheng thought to himself that if he didn't have such a vicious mouth, it would be fun to eat with him.

Finally, Wen Sheng added a dry tribute dish to complete the meal.

After the bottom of the pot boiled, Wen Sheng put down the skinned fish and hand-beaten beef meatballs, poured plum juice for Fu Yanlin himself, raised his glass and smiled, "Thank you today, I'll drink plum juice instead of wine and toast you." You eat today and I’ll pay for it!”

"Yeah." Fu Yanlin snorted and clinked glasses with her.

Under the misty light, Wen Sheng's face was fair and rosy. She obviously had no makeup at all, but her bright and fresh face, red lips and white teeth, made people like her.Even the fine beads of sweat on his forehead are a bit cute.

Wen Sheng's stomach was filled with greed, and she was so hungry that she took off her chopsticks and gave Fu Yanlin a piece of meat first, asking him to be welcome.

Fu Yanlin was so impressed that he ate it, but then he kept drinking the plum juice from the cup and stopped moving his chopsticks.

Wen Sheng looked at him suspiciously, "Why don't you eat it? Is it not to your liking?"

Fu Yanlin said nonchalantly, "I'm not very hungry."

Wen Sheng curled her lips in disgust and saw him looking at the pot full of red oil with fear, and suddenly said, "You can't eat spicy food, why did you choose this restaurant? This hot pot restaurant is famous for being spicy."

How could Fu Yanlin admit that he could only accept spicy or mandarin duck hotpot?Doesn't he want to lose face?

She was so fierce when she first came up, and she had to choose between medium spicy and heavy spicy, so she still relied on him?
Fu Yanlin raised his chopsticks and said unconvinced, "Did I say I can't eat? I said I'm not hungry."

Wen Sheng looked at him doubtfully, "If you can't eat spicy food, don't be brave. Change the bottom of the pot, or I'll ask the waiter to pour you a bowl of boiling water, and you can rinse it and eat it."

"How about eating alone?" Fu Yanlin felt that he had been greatly insulted. He picked up the meat in the bowl, wrapped it in some dipping sauce made of sesame oil and minced garlic, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it in front of Wen Sheng without changing his expression.

Wen Sheng saw that he was eating, and then he ate alone.

But after a while, Wen Sheng realized something was wrong - Fu Yanlin was sweating profusely and kept asking the waiter to add ice cubes to the plum juice.

Wen Sheng finally couldn't help laughing at him, "You can't eat spicy food, why didn't you tell me earlier? Aren't you from Jiazhou?"

Fu Yanlin wiped his sweat with a tissue, drank the entire glass of sour plum juice with ice, and stared at Wen Sheng with a sullen look on his face, "Which law stipulates that Jiazhou people must be able to eat spicy food?"

Wen Sheng immediately suppressed his laughter and said, "No, no."

Fu Yanlin threatened seriously, "Will you try smiling again?"

Wen Sheng couldn't help laughing, "Well, I don't laugh." Fu Yan was furious and said angrily, "How many years have I been away from Jiazhou? Is it unusual to not be able to eat spicy food? If you can eat it, show me how to drink from the bottom of a pot. ?”

Wen Sheng nodded, "Well, everything you said is right."

"..." Fu Yanlin was completely angry and gritted his teeth, "Wen Sheng!"

Wen Sheng hurriedly ate her food, feeling that Fu Yanlin was so cute today when he showed off his strength, like an angry little donkey.

Despite being hungry all day, Wen Sheng's little stomach didn't hold much, and Fu Yanlin didn't take a few bites at all, drinking sour plum juice to make it spicy the whole time.

Wen Sheng scanned the QR code to pay and found that the money had been paid. Fu Yanlin took the initiative to pick up her computer bag and handbag and stood up.

Wen Sheng said awkwardly, "I've agreed to treat you."

Fu Yanlin raised his eyebrows, "I have good teeth and don't eat soft food."

Wen Sheng:?
What does this have to do with eating soft rice!
Bullshit!

"Next time I invite you, don't even think about defaulting on the bill." Fu Yanlin said, "I have a good memory."

How did Wen Sheng know that he was looking for excuses to wait for the next dinner date.

After the two left the hot pot restaurant, Fu Yanlin asked to take a walk to eat.

Wen Sheng was puzzled. He didn't even take a few bites. He was so exhausted.

Ke Ren is her savior today. She has to be held in her arms and taken for walks.

At night in Chengdu in May, the temperature is comfortable and pleasant.There are street lamps standing between the camphor trees, with mottled shadows. The traffic on the next road is like water, and the noisy voices of people and the music of the street shops complement each other.No wonder it has been rated as the most livable and retirement-friendly city for many years.

The two walked side by side on the road, walking slowly.Although they didn't speak, the atmosphere was harmonious and there was no embarrassment at all.

After walking for a while, Fu Yanlin suddenly stopped, pointed at the store and ordered Wen Sheng, "Wen Sheng, go buy me a cold drink."

Wen Sheng looked in the direction of his finger. It was a milk tea shop with only three or five people in line. She asked Fu Yanlin, "What do you want to drink?"

Fu Yan said casually, "Whatever."

Wen Sheng understood and went to queue obediently. Fu Yanlin took her computer bag and stood under an old locust tree to smoke and wait.

The old locust tree is in bloom, with clusters of milky-white flowers, and tender green leaves hanging down from them. The night breeze blows, filled with a faint and fragrant fragrance.His shadow was slapped on the ground by the street lamp, and his outline was clearly visible.

When Wen Sheng turned around, she found that Fu Yanlin was entangled by two girls.

Wen Sheng was confused for a moment, but soon felt relieved.

Fu Yanlin has an outstanding appearance, and is more handsome than some popular traffic niches. He also has clothes. Even casual sportswear can be worn by him to make him look outstanding. People often say: a walking clothes hanger.

He stands out among the crowd, how can he not attract the attention and favor of others?

It's just that he had a cold face the whole time, and was arrogant and uninhibited, with a look on his face that told him not to approach strangers.

But no matter what, the girls left one after another and came again.

It's really welcome.

Wen Sheng felt a little uncomfortable. The moment their eyes met, she quickly pulled away - what does it have to do with her?
When Wen Sheng went back after getting a cold drink, two girls were still chatting up him and asking him for his social media account.

When Wen Sheng approached, Fu Yanlin raised his chin and motioned the two girls to look at her, "Are you as beautiful as her?"

The two girls turned to look at Wen Sheng, looking up and down.

Disappointment suddenly appeared in his eyes——

Fu Yanlin arrogantly added the blow, "If she's not as beautiful, I won't use it."

(End of this chapter)