MTL - The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World-Chapter 49 I don't want to be in charge of you, I just want to be in charge of you

  Chapter 49

   approached his seat at the sight.

   "When did you sleep that night!" She woke up already in bed and was in good spirits.

   At that time, Wen Fucheng was away from home and went to the company.

   The man who was sleeping lightly opened his eyes when he heard her speak.

   looked at the squeamish girl beside him.

   "If you feel guilty, lend me your shoulder."

   When the words fell, Wen Fucheng's head was already leaning against Ying Jing's left shoulder.

   Immediately straighten his back at the scene, so that he can lean on more comfortably.

  The carriage became quiet in an instant.

   Ying Jing replied to Ying Zenan that he was already on his way.

   After an hour, the car stopped inside the villa.

  There are many luxury cars around, and the stars are shining.

   The battles are also well-done.

  There are many reporters guarding the villa, and it is said that there will be many entertainers to support the scene tonight.

   Sheves was the first to recognize Wen Fu Chengche.

   Yingjing glanced at the sleeping man, wondering whether to wake him or not.

   looked at Zhang Yang with help-seeking eyes, Zhang Yang rogue spread his hands, and silently told Yingjing with his eyes that he couldn't help it.

   After saying that, he opened the car door and slipped faster than a rabbit.

   By the way, I picked up Shevis who had already walked towards the parking lot.

  The two of them were left in the narrow space, and the distance between them was entangled with the breath of their breath.

   After staying for a long time, she felt a little hot.

   The body moved unnaturally.

  The tickling of the hair rubbing against his neck came from his neck, and Ying Jingxiao held his hands tightly, so he almost ripped off the leather of the car seat.

   “Warm…”

  Cough, dammit, why is the society still terrified at this time.

   The mouth doesn't seem to be his own, and I don't know how to open it after brewing for a long time.

"that…"

  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

   Go to sleep, go to sleep, she also closed her eyes and went to sleep.

   The two of them are done together!

  Ying Jing was about to close his eyes when a chuckle came from his side, and the hot breath fell on his ears and spread to his entire neck.

   She is like a shrimp about to be cooked in a pot.

   "You already woke up?"

   A moment of silence until he said.

   "I never fell asleep."

   Yingjing wanted to find a hole to get in and lie down.

   When he is busy, he is one of the few times he can rest in the car, and occasionally he will look at the documents and deal with some things.

   But it's not enough to really fall asleep.

  In the circumstances, he doesn't seem to need to be so strong. Her shoulders are not broad, even thin. But just such a small place can really hold him up.

   He leaned back again, this time in a different position.

   Lightly pressed his forehead against Yingjing's shoulder to relieve the still-unrecovered headache.

   "Still uncomfortable?"

   "My head hurts a bit."

   "I don't drink milk tea anymore." At least not at night.

   In some things, she is like a bad boy who doesn't obey discipline, she knows what not to do but she does it. But he not only indulged her and even was willing to accompany her.

   "You can control me, I will listen to you."

  Wen Fucheng was probably extremely uncomfortable, and he didn't want her to worry, so he just slowed down the speed of his speech, paused a little before speaking, and thought about his words.

   "I see! But, this is not easy to handle."

   "What?" Ying Jing didn't hear the whole sentence clearly, and moved his ears closer, so close that Wen Fucheng could kiss her little ear as soon as he opened his mouth.

  "I said..." I was uncomfortable and wanted to stick to her. It was a little tighter until it was buried in the neck of the scene, and she greedily smelled the faint perfume on her body. "I said, I don't want to control you, I just want to be managed by you."

  The 'Wolf Claw' in the scene can't stand the loneliness.

  She can't do it anymore, get her a ventilator.

  I knew that Wen Fucheng would be so coquettish in his last life, and he should have slept with him even at the risk of killing the male protagonist of the original book over 180 times.

   "I'm a bit of a mess, but you are more serious, and it's easy for you to learn badly from me."

   After a long time, Ying Jing was bitten by the horn and screamed, who did he teach?

   Leaving Wenrou Township, Wen Fucheng returned to his usual expression.

   got out of the car and went around to the other side, and opened the door for the scene. Yingjing stepped on high heels of five or six centimeters, and the skirt swayed...

   There are quite a few people around who have noticed them.

   Pointing and talking constantly.

   Ying Zenan was originally in the hall, and was held up to chat for a while. When he came out, he happened to see Ying Jing following Wen Fucheng.

   Who will tell him how the two got together.

  Smelly sister, what are you doing so close, the two of you are about to touch each other. Wen Fucheng, can't you walk fast! Pull the distance away, quickly pull the distance away for me.

   Ying Zenan wailed in his heart.

   On the surface, you have to pretend not to care.

   "How did you come together."

   changed clothes according to the scene, not the one from the beginning, plus the darkness of the night, if it wasn't for the lights on the roadside, he almost didn't recognize her.

   At first glance, I felt that something was not quite right.

   "I met Mr. Wen on the road, he is handsome and kind, take me for a ride, brother, you won't mind!"

   This is what Ying Zenan said, if Ying Zenan said he minds, he will be labeled as disagreeing with Wen Fucheng by the group of people around him tomorrow. Ten Chuan Hundreds, Hundred Chuan Thousands, the company still has such a big cooperation with Wen's, and there are many people who are jealous of them recently.

   Ying Zenan must show due generosity.

   "How could it be, it's too late to thank Mr. Ying."

   After hearing this, Ying Jing happily took Ying Zenan's arm. "I knew that my brother is the best. The person my brother often tells me to admire the most is Wen Fucheng, right?"

   When did he say such a thing.

   This sister deliberately dug a hole for him to dance!

   He had to answer with a smile despite everyone's gaze.

   "Of course, President Wen is so good." After speaking, Ying Zenan hurriedly dragged Ying Jing to the hall, and if he stayed any longer, his house would be overturned, and he might say anything that he disliked.

   Ying Jing followed Ying Zenan, and when his brother didn't notice, he inadvertently looked back, and winked mischievously at the person who was still standing there.

   "Why didn't you see the suit you were wearing earlier."

   "Well, the hook accidentally broke on the way home, so I replaced it."

   "When did you buy this, why haven't I seen you wearing it."

   "Why do you ask so many questions, of course you don't know how many different styles of clothes can be stuffed into a girl's wardrobe."

  No matter what Ying Zenan says, there are always different reasons.

   "Grandpa Ye and Uncle Ye were still asking you just now, come over with me to say hello."

Ye Qingyu stood next to his parents, his grandfather was in a high position, and many people came to celebrate his birthday. As the future heir of the Ye family, he also stood by his side and thanked him. He also took the opportunity to introduce a lot of people in the circle to him. Expand your network.

   Seeing the occasion, his thoughts and thoughts were obviously not here.

   "Happy birthday to Grandpa Ye, I wish Grandpa a blessing like Donghai, Shoubi Nanshan, and a long life of 200 years..." Ying Jing's mouth was sweet, and the coaxed old man smiled happily.

   (end of this chapter)