After get off work, Wen Sheng sent a text message to Jiang Yukuo, telling him that the things had been sent back to Jiang's house by an errand boy, and asked him not to send any more things in the future. She would go by herself on Fu Yuhe's birthday party.
Jiang Yukuo looked around and told him that he would pick her up at home on Sunday.
Wen Sheng was too lazy to reply.
She is disgusted with Jiang Yukuo's useless entanglement, and she doesn't understand why a person should cause trouble to others? Isn't it good to be clear and refreshing?
When Wen Sheng returned home from get off work, she saw a tightly wrapped take-out bag at her door. It was delivered by Guangde Building, a famous restaurant in Jiangzhou.
Wen Sheng carried it in and looked at the list. Good guy, four dishes and one soup... She immediately sent a WeChat message to Fu Yanlin: You ordered too many.
This guy is far away in the deep city, and he still stares at her for dinner?
Fu Yanlin directly made a video call, and Wen Sheng was used to picking up the phone and talking to him while standing under the warm light in the living room.
Soft light shines on her shoulders, and her hair is bright and gentle, making her look gentle and eye-catching.
Damn it, Fu Yanlin didn't understand, what did God mean, why should every cell of Wen Sheng grow on his aesthetic point? Damn it, you deliberately made him unable to stop.
Even though his heart was itching and he wished he could fly back to Jiangzhou immediately, hold him in his arms and kiss her wildly, Fu Yanlin still held the person in his arms and said with some coldness and arrogance, "I thought you were missing. You don't read WeChat? If your phone is broken, just smash it.
Now, I’ll buy you a new one, don’t leave it on your body like a decoration all day long with no effect.”
Only then did Wen Sheng realize that he was angry that he didn't reply to messages during the day, so he quickly apologized, "I rushed for three meetings during the day. I was really busy. I'm sorry."
Fu Yanlin felt that Wen Sheng had no intention of coaxing people at all, and still said in a arrogant and cold tone, "Well, I thought you were autistic."
Fu Yanlin felt that Wen Sheng was tough and heartless.
He was on a business trip to the deep city, and he wished he could hand over his itinerary with both hands, explaining clearly who he met and did, and there would be absolutely no other messy people around him. If it weren't for Wen Sheng's annoyance, he wished he could report that he ate three meals a day
What did I eat? I took a few bites.
But what about her? More than ten WeChat messages disappeared.
When having a meeting with someone, Fu Yanlin was absent-minded and would turn on his phone to check WeChat from time to time, for fear of missing Wen Sheng’s information.
But that heartless little thing won’t reply to a single message.
If his secretary and Song Yuen hadn't both sent WeChat messages to talk, he would have thought that his phone was broken - why not? There are tens of thousands of mobile phones, but Wen Sheng's message cannot be received. If it's not broken, what could it be?
Fortunately, he endured it!
Wen Sheng knew that he was in the wrong, and his tone became much softer, "I'll be more careful next time, okay?"
Fu Yanlin's heart was surging.
But he felt that he must not show a trace of happiness. If he was coaxed so easily, wouldn't she become lawless in the future? Doesn't he want to lose face? He must not let her know that he is actually very easy to coax and deal with. p>
Fu Yanlin continued to hold it, like a proud cat, "Yeah. If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is no way to do good. Wen Sheng, I am very generous."
Wen Sheng took the opportunity to change the subject and said, "You order so many things, I can't finish them all by myself."
Fu Yanlin said, "It's better not to finish it than not to eat it at all. You go to the dining table and open it, and I'll watch you eat it."
Wen Sheng frowned, "Do you like watching mukbang?"
Fu Yan did not change his expression when faced with him, "I just want to see you."
Wen Sheng couldn't handle the ambiguous words, "Mr. Fu, you are boring."
Fu Yanlin insisted on attacking, "Miss Wen, don't be too proud, not everyone has this honor."
Wen Sheng pursed her lips and said nothing. Fu Yanlin urged again, with a bit of coaxing in his tone, "Wen Sheng, please be obedient. I want to watch you for a while. You are very cute when you eat."
For some reason, Wen Sheng was persuaded by him, so she obediently carried the takeout bag to the dining table, took a holder and put the phone on it, then opened the takeout boxes one by one, sat in front of the phone, and was really impressed by Fu Yanlin.
Get up.
Fu Yanlin saw that she was so well-behaved, so he continued to work. He only glanced at her occasionally and saw that she was eating her meal obediently without disturbing her.
Wen Sheng could hear the sound of typing on the keyboard and was curious about what he was doing, so he looked up.
In the camera, Fu Yanlin is sitting at the desk in the hotel, with a floor-to-ceiling window behind him. Everything in the room can be reflected through the glass. His sharp and tough lines are even more three-dimensional and handsome under the bright lights of the hotel, especially those pair of
The dark starry eyes can immerse you in the whole world when you focus on one direction.
Wen Sheng suddenly felt that this was good.
It's as if he is right next to you.
She likes this feeling of quiet companionship.
How did she know that Fu Yanlin opened the curtains on purpose so that Wen Sheng would know that there was no one else in his room?
It’s clear and clear at a glance.
The food Fu Yanlin ordered was very suitable to her taste. Wen Sheng ate most of the bowl of rice and her belly was round, but she couldn't bear to throw away the rest. She packed it up and put it in the refrigerator. When she comes back from work tomorrow, she will heat it in the microwave before eating.
Fu Yanlin heard the noise and suddenly said, "Don't ask for the leftovers. Throw them away. Someone will bring new ones tomorrow."
Wen Sheng said it was a waste, but Fu Yanlin insisted arrogantly, "If you like it, don't waste it."
"This place is quite expensive."
"What's wrong with spending some money on the woman I like?"
"..."
"I'll go back to Jiangzhou for inspection in a few days. You are mine, and naturally the meat on your body is also mine. If you dare to secretly lose a tael while I'm not around, Wen Sheng, I'm not done with you."
Wen Sheng hummed, "You don't know how much I weigh, how can you compare me?"
Fu Yanlin suddenly sped up and said, "I believe in my hands and eyes."
"..." Wen Sheng was completely speechless, her face felt a little hot, she turned off the video, and said hurriedly, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to check the BP in my mailbox to find projects."
Fu Yanlin chuckled, "Little liar."
Wen Sheng quickly hung up.
She is no match for Fu Yanlin. Where did this person learn the flirtatious words he speaks out? The domineering tone in this tone is very much like the male protagonist in a brainless romance novel.
Or is it that he has rich experience in love before and practice makes perfect?
Thinking of this, Wen Sheng suddenly realized that he cared about these details unconsciously.
She never paid attention to these problems when she was with Jiang Yukuo.
Is it because she doesn't love Jiang Yukuo?
But Wen Sheng clearly felt that she was very happy with Jiang Yukuo in the past.
Wen Sheng didn't think about this problem until she came out of the shower.
She lay on the bed and saw a message on WeChat. She clicked on it and saw a red dot on Fu Yanlin's dark profile picture. She clicked on it and saw four short words, and was stunned for a long time.
"Did you miss me?"
In an instant, Wen Sheng felt himself wrapped in an indescribable emotion, and his brain temporarily stopped thinking.
At this moment, Fu Yanlin sent another message.
"?"
Wen Sheng's face felt slightly hot and gradually started to burn. She mustered up her courage, slowly typed two words, and pressed send.
"Thought."
Then, Wen Sheng quickly turned off her phone, buried herself in the quilt, and hid.
A sweet taste, like a quiet lake that had been pebbled, suddenly rippled in her heart.
She has never said "I miss you" to a man.
Wen Sheng thought, maybe, this is the feeling of falling in love. The feeling of warmth on the face and heart.