The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World

  Chapter 42 Whether to stop or continue

   Affectionate and surging.

  Love rises and falls.

   As the morning light broke, the rolling clouds danced like waves.

   is like the frequency of the heartbeat.

   The hands are so tense that there is nowhere to put them.

  There are more scattered lights on the floor of the house, reflected on the white walls.

   Waves of light rippling.

  The falling kiss is like a touch of water, and it leaves at a touch.

   After adding up her two lifetimes, she finally had the chance to kiss her beloved.

   The scene was so nervous that my heart was trembling.

  Wen Fucheng, Wen Fucheng, don't wake up at this time.

   propped up his body slightly in response to the scene, and lowered his eyes to look at the person who was still sleeping.

   is so beautiful, how can this person be so good-looking, everything is just on the spot she likes.

  The girl's curly eyelashes flickered...

   Inadvertently dropped one on the man's eyelid.

   She wanted to wipe something off his face for him.

   I was afraid of disturbing the stolen time in the morning.

  Time is quiet, and she reserves a little happy moment for her likes.

   Ying Jing sat beside him obediently, as if to engrave his appearance firmly in his mind.

  Her hands stroked in mid-air to outline his appearance.

   Delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, let the sun gild him with golden light.

   After looking at it for a long time, he didn't even notice when he opened his eyes.

   His pupils had the panic that flashed across her face.

   He held her palm with a light smile, and rubbed it a few times. "Why so thin." There was a little pity in the words.

  Wen Fucheng, who had just woken up and hadn't woken up yet, was unbelievably soft.

   The man exerted a little force on his wrist and moved a little in front of him.

   The whole person was about to stick to his body.

   narrowed the distance between the two, he turned his body to face her, raised his hand to hook her long hair that fell in front of her face and hooked it behind her ear.

   Ying Jing heard what Wei Yi said. If a man unconsciously becomes very gentle in front of a woman and pulls her hair behind her ears, he must love her to the point of not being able to.

   She also laughed at her friend after listening to it.

   Time passed and it was her turn, she took a breath and watched Wen Fucheng's movements silently.

   "What time is it." The man's voice was hoarse and deep, like an antiquity hidden under the wind and sand. After the vicissitudes of life, it can still be the same as before, with the fullness after the precipitation of the years.

   "It's almost nine o'clock, will you be late for work?"

   He glanced at the girl, but he didn't take back his hand after wrapping his hair. He lightly brushed her eyebrows and fell on her side face to hold it.

   The other hand was clasping the back of Yingjing's neck, and his eyes fell on her bright red lips.

   Elbow propped up most of his body and tilted his head close to her ear.

   From a distance, the two seem to be hugging each other.

   She thought it was the gods who moved the heart and fell in love with the apostles.

   thought that the step forward was dragging him into the abyss, but he didn't know the pool of hot spring water.

   is what he thinks and wishes.

   As the temperature in the air increases.

  The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

   The sound of breathing is close at hand, and the warm breath falls on the skin and blooms blushing flowers.

   "It's only nine o'clock? I thought you kissed me longer."

   Yingjing's body almost collapsed.

   fell on the carpet frightened by his words.

   The wetness of the earlobes has not yet dissipated, and she looked at the man lying on the sofa in a helpless manner.

   Did he just kiss her ear?

  Wen Fucheng didn't know that this little sweet rabbit was not frightened so much. Seeing that she just fell on the carpet, she was relieved.

   "Why so careless, I'm scary?"

   Facing the hand stretched out towards him, Yingjing hesitated for a moment and put his hand on it.

   was pulled up easily by him.

   Take a deep breath in response to the field.

   "Ah! The steamed buns in my pot seem to want to commit suicide by jumping into the pot. I have to go take a look."

   In the panic, she didn't even bother to put on her shoes.

  Wen Fucheng sat up from the sofa, the sofa was too soft and his back was a little sore.

   rubbed a few times and watched the busy figure in the kitchen with a smile gradually forming in his eyes.

   Afraid that she will be unhappy.

   I was afraid that she would sneak out quietly in the middle of the night.

   was afraid that his little princess would be unhappy in the middle of the night.

   I was afraid that she would not dare to approach her if she wanted to find her.

   So take the initiative to stay where she is, where she can see when she turns back.

   Spend the night with her in another way.

   The hand holding the spatula is still shaking.

   took a little cold water and patted it on the face.

   Calm down. Calm down.

  You can't be cowardly in the situation, and filling the progress bar of chasing husband is the first task.

   Rely on, unable to calm down.

   This man is so good.

   The fire in the early morning was a bit strong, so Yingjing accidentally steamed the steamed buns for a long time. Looking at the steamed buns on the plate with their heads open, she fell into contemplation.

   Poke the soft glutinous bun with chopsticks a few times.

   "Tell me about you, why are you so unreserved, do you just want to be eaten by others?"

what! The bun seemed to be shaking his hand at her on the plate.

   Come and eat me, come and eat me!

   I am delicious.

  Wen Fucheng walked to the kitchen door and heard her muttering in a low voice.

   "Anyway, vertical and horizontal is also the fate of being discovered, so it's time to kiss enough! It's good now, the cheapness didn't take much, and I was caught."

  The man retreated silently.

   Put the steamed buns and porridge in front of him.

   "Eat it while it's hot, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at school. I'll take two buns to eat on the way, see you in the evening!" Forgive her, she really couldn't face Wen Fucheng at this time, and it was best to run first.

   He had already seen through her thoughts.

   "It's not too short of two minutes. After breakfast with me, I'll take you there."

  I sent you there instead of letting Zhang Yang send you there.

   "But the school and the company are not in the same direction."

   "So, what's the difference? It's all in Shanghai."

  Scenario:…

   "Or do you feel embarrassed to face me when you kiss me and prepare to run away? I have a better solution here."

"what?"

   Holding chopsticks at the scene, he stopped the action of holding the bun and looked at the man who was talking.

   What a better solution.

   The distance of a table is just a few tens of centimeters.

   He stared at her intently, performing the movements in his hands in an orderly manner.

   Rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and turned it over a few times to reveal his little arms.

   This terrifying appearance made Yingjing swallow his saliva.

   until he got up and came to her.

   did what he wanted to do to her countless times in his dreams.

  's hot palms wrapped around the girl's waist, pressed her into his arms, and kissed her lightly above Yingjing's eyes.

   down the tip of the nose.

   grabbed the opponent's red lips.

  Sincerely let go of her after a full minute.

   The two touched their foreheads.

  The seductive voice of a man is charming and sexy.

   "Stop or continue?"

   Yingjing looked at him stupidly and blinked.

   Hands slowly wrapped around Wen Fucheng's strong waist.

   "May I ask you to stop or continue?"

   He smiled and pecked her lips again.

   "The decision is in your hands, my princess."

   (end of this chapter)