He is like a delusional person

Chapter 54 Damn Zhu Yaojin
Wen Sheng lives in an old community, and there is simply not enough space in the underground garage. Everyone habitually parks their cars on the ground, causing the community to be overcrowded with cars.She didn't notice the familiar Ferrari tucked into the corner.

After getting off the car, Wen Sheng went to the trunk to help get her things. Fu Yanlin picked out a light plastic bag for her. He picked up the heavy one and climbed up to the sixth floor without even breathing.

When they arrived at the door, Wen Sheng asked Fu Yanlin for the key to open the door.

Fu Yanlin raised the two large plastic bags in his hand and said seriously, "Put it in your trouser pocket and take it yourself."

Wen Sheng thought this was a bit ambiguous, "Can't you put down your things?"

Fu Yanlin, "Left side."

"..."

Wen Sheng had no choice but to reach for the key.

His trouser pockets were relatively deep. Wen Sheng poked his head inside, but couldn't find the key at all. "Wen Sheng, I found that you are a bit bad."

The look in his eyes was gloating.

Wen Sheng immediately understood that it was right away, raised his hand, stepped back in panic, and cursed a lunatic.

But it was too late.

Fu Gou had already dropped the bag in his hand and made a "clang" noise, not caring whether the bottles and cans inside would break.He stepped forward quickly, pressed Wen Sheng's shoulders, raised her chin, and suddenly lowered his head to capture her lips.

"Uh-" Wen Sheng's sobs were swallowed up.

The fire Fu Yanlin started in the supermarket was still warm, and it was instantly ignited——

He followed Wen Sheng when he went upstairs. Looking at Wen Sheng's back or profile, he was suddenly touched, as if they had been together for many years. This was just an ordinary early summer evening. They came back from shopping in the supermarket hand in hand, preparing to Cook.Like all lovers who have spent quiet time together, they are ordinary and happy.

The side of Wen Sheng's face was decorated with a strand of broken hair, and she gently and casually brushed her hair and tucked it behind her ears. It was an endlessly quiet and beautiful look.

The kiss became more intense.

Wen Sheng was turned around by him unknowingly and suddenly hugged her. She subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist and put her hands around his neck.Although she is 168cm tall, she weighs only about [-] kilograms. Fu Yanlin could easily hold her in his arms.

There was a solid door panel behind Wen Sheng. Fu Yanlin was afraid that she would hit her head. While holding her with one hand, he put one hand on the back of her head - protecting her smart little brain.

Almost suffocating.

Fu Yan was about to stop and open the door to enter the house to serve Wen Sheng when a slightly embarrassed tut came.

The two men separated in horror - turning to the upper steps of the staircase, dumbfounded.

Zhu Qingjia wore a milky white suit dress that reached just above her knees, revealing her long straight white legs. Her feet were Valentino's most classic nude pink rivet high heels, and her large maroon curls were hanging on her shoulders, and she was carrying Yang Shulin's black Manhattan. Bag, folded his hands on his chest, watching with disgust and envy as Wen Sheng jumped off Fu Yanlin in panic, her beautiful eyes narrowed, "Sister Sheng, you two are so... so excited, it's clear as day. "

Fu Yanlin just wanted to twist Zhu Qingjia's head off. He was so immortal that he showed up at this time?Do you know what it means to do good things to bad people and be struck by lightning?If something goes wrong with him, can Zhu Qingjia afford to pay for it?

Wen Sheng's face turned red and he was so embarrassed that he could dig out a skyscraper.

She wanted to die.

It’s all Fu Yanlin’s fault!

Wen Sheng glared at Fu Yanlin resentfully, and then looked at Zhu Qingjia with shuddering, like a primary school chick caught in love by her parents, her tone and lines were very guilty, "Jiajia, you... why don't you call me. "Zhu Qingjia snorted, walked down the steps in high heels, stood in front of the two of them, squinted at Sheng and said, "Sister Sheng, you have a career as a man. I miss you, do you still need to make an appointment to meet me?"

Wen Sheng held Zhu Qingjia's arm in an awkward manner, with a look of admission, "Jiajia, that's not what I meant."

"Promising." Zhu Qingjia snorted in disgust. She glanced at Fu Yanlin with her beautiful and sharp eyes, but she said it to Wen Sheng, "Sister Sheng, won't you introduce me to me?"

Wen Sheng pinched Zhu Qingjia and thought, don't you know who he is?What are you introducing? How embarrassing.

Zhu Qingjia deliberately pretended to be ignorant and urged, "Hurry up."

Wen Sheng had no choice but to introduce her bravely, "This is my best friend Zhu Qingjia. He is... He is my friend, his surname is Fu."

As for Fu, Wen Sheng himself didn't know, so he could only say, "Jiajia, please call him Leo, his English name."

Zhu Qingjia, a stupid idiot, didn't know Wen Sheng's "difficulties" at all, so he stabbed him with a knife, "Fu what? You call her by any English name, they are all Chinese, we don't pretend to be X."

"..." Wen Sheng looked at Fu Yanlin bitterly, wanting him to introduce himself, but Fu Yanlin only glanced at Zhu Qingjia, then moved away, and calmly picked up the key Wen Sheng dropped on the ground to open the door.

The three of them entered the house. Fu Yanlin carried things to the kitchen. Wen Sheng and Zhu Qingjia were sitting in the living room. Not two minutes after they sat down, Fu Yanlin came out with a tray. There were two cups in the tray. teapot.

After putting down the water, he went to the bedroom again.

Zhu Qingjia was dumbfounded, "Sister Sheng, are you living together?"

"No," Wen Sheng shook his head, "He just sent me back."

"Why do I feel that he is acting like a host and serving tea and water? Isn't he entertaining guests?" Zhu Qingjia said, "You two look like a newlywed couple living together. You two are one and the same." The fate of the gun is the trust of ghosts."

Wen Sheng was stunned, shook his head and said, "No, Jiajia, you are talking nonsense."

Wen Sheng thought to herself that she and Fu Yanlin were not even in a formal boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, but they were still living together, and they were newlyweds... Jiajia was really active in thinking.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Fu Yanlin came out of the bedroom, holding a pair of socks in his hand and walked up to Wen Sheng and handed them to her, "Put them on."

Wen Sheng is accustomed to not wearing socks at home, walking barefoot on the ground, and feeling free.She took the socks and held them in her hands, not intending to wear them.

Fu Yanlin stared at her, his tone commanding, "Be obedient."

Wen Sheng opened her mouth to say something, but seeing the seriousness in Fu Yanlin's dark eyes, she had no choice but to put it on obediently.

Fu Yanlin then moved his eyes away and asked Zhu Qingjia if he wanted to stay for dinner at night.

Zhu Qingjia raised her eyebrows and asked him deliberately, "Is it convenient? Don't you want to disturb your work?"

Fu Yanlin hummed, "You guys chat, dinner will be served in an hour."

After saying that, he turned back to the kitchen.

Zhu Qingjia locked her eyes on Wen Sheng's feet and couldn't help but sigh, "Sister Sheng, can I kneel down for you?"

(End of this chapter)