He is like a delusional person

Chapter 179 The male vixen’s cunningness
Wen Sheng couldn't help laughing.

Fu Yanlin expressed dissatisfaction, "How dare you laugh?"

Wen Sheng said warmly, "Classmate Fu, please be reasonable, it's not even ten o'clock yet."

Fu Yanlin pinched her tender cheeks, pretending to be stingy and said, "We haven't seen each other for a day, don't you miss me?"

Wen Sheng narrowed his eyes, "You can't live without me so much?"

Fu Yanlin said calmly, "I wish I could put you in my pocket and take you to the company so I can see you all the time."

Wen Sheng smiled brightly and said, "Childish."

Fu Yanlin was noncommittal and suddenly pecked her lips. Then he raised his face and stared into her deer eyes, saying in a deep voice, "Just tell the truth."

In the past, when I watched other people fall in love, I just felt sticky. I couldn't understand why two people had so much to talk about.From morning to night, what you ate, who you met, and the trivial matters of life can all become topics of conversation. What is so annoying about not seeing each other for one day like three autumns?Being together all day long, we are not afraid of getting bored.

But when he and Wen Sheng fell in love, Fu Yanlin wanted to hang out with her day and night.

After finishing his words, he kissed her gently again. His slender fingers gently inserted into Wen Sheng's hair, clasped her head, brought the distance closer, and deepened the kiss.

Wen Sheng slowly closed his eyes and put his hands around his neck.

The warm light of the fishing table lamp falls on the entangled two people, and the charming scenery is too beautiful to take in.

When the kiss reached the point where both of them were hot and unbearable, Wen Sheng felt Fu Yanlin's changes. She gently pushed Fu Yanlin's chest away, her eyes filled with spring, and she said softly, "Go take a shower first."

Fu Yanlin's eyes were heavy, and he bit Wen Sheng's lips before letting go. He was so sultry that his warm breath spread on Wen Sheng's cheeks with his words, burning the skin, "Miss Wen, this is Under such circumstances, you can still stay awake... I appreciate it very much."

Wen Sheng blushed so much that she couldn't admit that she had been kissed to pieces by him, and how could she still be sane and rational.

She looked at Fu Yanlin with a smile, her clear deer eyes filled with a hint of spring, "That's why I wanted to take a bath quickly."

Fu Yanlin was very surprised when he heard this.

Wen Sheng never said such love words that could not be seen as colored.

His heart suddenly surged, "Look at the trouble you've caused."

Wen Sheng quickly pushed Fu Yanlin away, jumped off the sofa, and without even having time to put on his slippers, hurried into the bathroom like a little rabbit on the run, and yelled in shame and anger, "Fu Yanlin, you are perverted!"

Fu Yanlin stood up and lay on the sofa with his arms stretched out, a smirk appearing on the corner of his mouth.

He felt that Wen Sheng was cuter than before.

But after a while, the sound of water came from the bathroom.

As Fu Yanlin listened to the sound of water, the fire in his body gradually went out.

He glanced at the shopping bags placed on the island in the western kitchen, stood up and carried them to the cloakroom, and then went to the guest bathroom to take a shower.

When Wen Sheng came out of the shower, Fu Yanlin had just come out of the guest bathroom.

His upper body was bare, with only a pure white bath towel wrapped around his waist, showing off his good figure from 360 degrees.

The water stains on Fu Yanlin's body were not wiped off. As he walked, the water beads gathered along the walls of the muscles to form a stream, then flowed down along the ravines of the muscles, and finally disappeared into the white bath towel.

Wen Sheng's eyes followed the stream and settled on the mermaid line of his waist.

It has to be said that Fu Yanlin's well-defined figure looks very much like the CK male model from Youjia Pictorial.

Four words suddenly appeared in Wen Sheng's mind: male vixen.

Still the kind with a thousand years of Taoism.

She now understood a little bit why King Zhou was so obsessed with Daji.

Isn’t she like this now?

Wen Sheng thought that the bath was ready, and the next step was to go back to the bedroom and continue some natural things.

But Fu Yanlin stopped her and hugged her waist, put his lips next to her ear and said, "It's not a hurry, let's do something else first."

Wen Sheng was embarrassed, "Who is in a hurry?"

Fu Yanlin chuckled, "I didn't say you were anxious, Ah Sheng, why are you anxious." Wen Sheng: "..."

No wonder Song Yuen and Jiajia both called him a dog.

It is indeed a dog.

Fu Yanlin took Wen Sheng's hand to the cloakroom, pointed to a few shopping bags placed on the white velvet carpet and said, "Try?"

Wen Sheng threw away his hand, stepped forward, opened the bag, and took out the contents. It turned out to be five evening gowns of different brands and styles.

Wen Sheng subconsciously asked, "Why so many?"

Fu Yanlin looked at her gently and said lightly, "Not much."

Wen Sheng asked, "Did you ask your assistant to buy it?"

She thought to herself that Fu Yanlin probably didn't have time to go shopping.

But Fu Yanlin said, "I passed by the mall in the afternoon and bought it casually."

Wen Sheng said, "Too many."

Fu Yanlin half-armed her shoulders and said in an ordinary and gentle tone, "Not many. I was afraid that you wouldn't like the ones I picked, and I thought they would look good on you, so I bought a few more."

Wen Sheng only felt that Fu Yanlin was being humble.

These dresses, no matter the color or design, happened to be Wen Sheng's favorite.

Fu Yanlin encouraged, "Try it? Pick something you like to wear for the Friday cocktail party."

Wen Sheng nodded.

But they wanted to change clothes, and Fu Yanlin had no intention of going out.

Wen Sheng stared at him, "Get out."

Fu Yanlin narrowed his eyes, "I haven't seen any piece of flesh on your body."

Wen Sheng was ashamed and angry, "That won't work either!"

Fu Yanlin only thought that her shy and angry look was extremely cute, so he rubbed her head gently and turned around to go out.

After the cloakroom door closed, Wen Sheng took off her pajamas.

She took the lead in taking a pink and white Chinese-style cheongsam, made of Japanese silk, and embroidered Clivia with a light-colored silk thread.The length of the skirt is just above the knee. It is dignified and elegant, like a lady from an aristocratic family in Zhuji in the old days.

But because it is a Western-style cut, the zipper of the cheongsam is at the back, and it is an invisible zipper, so it is very difficult for Wen Sheng to pull it backhand.

She tried several times but couldn't pull it up at all.

After several times, my face turned red.

After thinking and hesitating for a few seconds, Wen Sheng tried to shout at the door, "Fu Yanlin."

The next second, the man's pleasant voice came through the door panel.

"I'm here."

Wen Sheng was a little embarrassed, "I may need you to come in and help me."

Fu Yan stood outside the door and couldn't help but smile in triumph.

He chose the clothes. Doesn’t he know whether they are comfortable or not?
Otherwise, he could just exit the cloakroom obediently?

He had already calculated that Wen Sheng wouldn't be able to put it on by himself. No, he wasn't going anywhere. He was leaning against the wall at the door of the cloakroom, waiting for Wen Sheng's call.

But when he entered the cloakroom, he pretended to know nothing and asked seriously, "What's wrong?"

Wen Sheng blushed a little, "Well... I can't zip up the zipper. Can you help me unzip it?"

Fu Yanlin nodded, "Of course."

(End of this chapter)