Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Wen Cheng takes out her mobile phone to take a taxi, but finds it difficult to call the car at this time and in this weather.

She waited for two minutes, but didn't take the order.

The rain is pouring down, and the temperature turns cold. Wen orange, who only wears a thin dress, gradually feels cold.

She was holding her arms, some helpless standing at the door, eager to see the incessant rain.

Just as she hesitated to call LAN Xiao.

Suddenly a black car, slowly stopped in front of her.

The window came down, revealing Fu Ling's handsome face.

"Get in the car..."

Wen Cheng hesitates. She doesn't want to be alone with Fu Ling.

Knowing that there was no possibility between them, she didn't want to keep the ambiguous relationship.

Fu Ling frowned, a trace of loss flashed through his eyes.

Then, he pursed his thin lips and pushed the door to get out of the car. With a strong grip on Wen Cheng's arm, he pulled her into the car.

Wen orange bit his lip and struggled to get out of the car.

"You let me down, I don't want to take your car..."

Fu Ling's eyes were gloomy. He glared at Wen Cheng and said: "Wen Cheng, you don't have to push me crazy step by step. You know, if you push me like this again, I don't know what I will do next. "

This is a good threat to Wen Cheng.

Warm orange heart, gently trembled.

She dare not struggle any more.

Fu Ling pressed her to the co pilot, pulled the seat belt and tied it for her.

Then, with a cold face, he closed the door, got into the driver's seat and drove away.

Along the way, both kept silent.

Fu Ling's face is more black and heavy.

Wen Cheng thought that Fu Ling would take her to a strange place, and then he would do something indescribable to her.

After all, her acquaintance with Fu Ling was purely due to that absurd night.

She thinks that the reason why Fu Ling likes her is that she is greedy for her body.

However, Wen Cheng misunderstood Fu Ling after all.

Dirty Ling orange car will pay him no mind.

Wen Cheng looked at the familiar community outside the car window. She looked at Fu Ling with embarrassment and said in a low voice: "thank you for taking me home..."

Fu Ling did not say a word, he drove the car into the community, directly to the residential unit building of Wencheng.

The car stopped downstairs, Fu Ling pushed the door down, took an umbrella, protected Wen orange to get off, and entered the building.

It's raining a lot, though it's only a little bit away.

But the rain, a little careless, will be wet clothes on the body.

But Wen orange was splashed with some rain except for her legs, and her upper body hardly got a drop of rain.

Fu Ling almost tilted most of his umbrellas to Wen orange.

However a few seconds, that icy rain, then drenched Fu Ling's shoulder and back.

Fu Ling didn't wrinkle his brow. He protected Wen Cheng and went to the first floor.

He collected the rain and looked up at Wen orange.

"Go upstairs, remember to take a hot bath..."

After these words, Fu Ling turned and left.

Wen Cheng stood in the same place, staring at the disappearing figure.

She looked at Fu Ling's wet back, inexplicable, a sour, surging up the nose.

She quickly looked away, turned around, left the first floor step by step, and entered the elevator.

That night, Wen Cheng had a dream.

In this dream, Fu Ling appeared.