Chapter 84 How to make longing grow crazily

After a while, she sat on a chair wrapped in a small blanket and ate with him.

"Is that enough? Do you want me to make some for you?"

The food heated in the microwave does not taste as good as it did at first, but it is still delicious and delicious. I don’t know how many times better than the food outside.

Wen Fu Cheng ate a token amount at the dinner, not too much. He knew that the meal would be prepared in advance and waiting for him when he came back.

Afraid that she would feel disappointed, he had an extra meal in the middle of the night and ate a bowl.

I really can't hold it in anymore.

Suppress Ying Jing's hand that was about to move.

"That's enough. If you eat any more, you'll be full."

In response to the situation, I finally had no idea of ​​feeding him.

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On the day Wen Fu Cheng left Shanghai, it started to rain continuously. Ying Jing, who was squatting in front of the window, looked at the people packing clothes and putting them in boxes.

Hold your chin in thought.

"Wen Fucheng, can you buy a bigger suitcase next time? That way I can fit myself in it."

The man moved his hands.

He glanced at her.

"You don't need to be packed in such a big box, you are already in my heart." He would miss the sunflowers on his heart no matter where he went.

Today, Mr. Wen is also a Level 10 love talk scholar.

"It's been half a month, what should I do if I miss you?"

"I'll come back or you can come over."

"Forget it! I'm going to work, and the love between my children is such a drag!"

He waved to Ying Jing, who was squatting on the window sill, and waited until she lay down on the bed and came close to him. She knelt on the sheets with one knee, raised Ying Jing's chin with one hand, and supported it with the other hand on one side.

Low gaze.

"If the object is you, I am willing to drown in the love between children."

How could this man be so good at it?

The bomb of love words exploded, making my head feel dizzy.

Her fingers hooked his little finger.

There are always countless ways to meet someone. She is grateful that she lives in an era where she can love this person for a lifetime without the need for carriages, horses or letters.

"When I can't let go of missing you anymore, I will go see you."

She took a handful of air and handed it to him.

"Well, this is it now."

The man's big hand held her small fist.

"That's it? It's not enough."

He picked her up and pressed her in front of the bed.

"I'll teach you how to make your thoughts grow crazily."

It's really full now and is about to overflow.

Zhang Yang waited downstairs for a long time before waiting for Wen Fucheng who arrived belatedly.

He glanced behind the man curiously.

Unexpectedly, he didn't come to see him off.

"Where's Miss Ying?"

"She's sleeping, let's go!"

Are you sleeping?

Assistant Zhang is very capable and seems to know some terrible truth. As long as he keeps his vacation and salary, he should be as quiet as a chicken.

After the rain, the rainbow shows its first appearance and hangs in the sky.

You can see them everywhere on the road to Shanghai Airport.

Wen Fucheng casually took a photo of the rainbow and then posted it on WeChat Moments.

It is particularly conspicuous in the few circles of friends.

After posting it, it attracted many likes.

Even Ying Zenan, who was far away from abroad, gave him a like immediately.

[Wen Fucheng: Save the most beautiful rainbow for the little butterfly [picture]]

Tsk tsk tsk... Ying Zenan saw it and his tone was sour.

"Isn't it just that he's in a relationship and showing it off to someone in the circle of friends? He's afraid that no one will know that he has a girlfriend, so he talks as if others don't have one." Well! He really doesn't have one.

So, I became even more angry when I saw it.

There must be a place for Ying Zenan in Wen Fucheng's circle of friends.

[Ying Zenan: Mr. Wen is so leisurely and elegant, and even came up with such an artistic name as Little Butterfly.]

Wen Fucheng saw it, but he ignored him.

Ying Zenan was even more dismissive.

Staring at the phone for a long time.

You're not going back to me, right? Why are you pretending to be so cold here?

Ying Ze failed to harass Wen Fu Cheng, and instead thought of his forgotten sister in China.

I called Yingjing and was picked up at the end of the ring.

"Hey! Who is this?" The voice seemed to be still sleeping. Ying Zenan glanced at the time.

"Did I miss the time or did you miss the time? You are sleeping at this time."

Ying Zenan's words scared Ying Jing, and he immediately sat up from the bed and rubbed his messy hair.

"It's brother! What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? You have the nerve to say what's wrong, but you haven't asked me about it since I've been abroad for so many days. You are very worried about your brother!"

Ying Zenan lived a much more chic life than she did.

It’s good wine and beautiful food.

I am very greedy for Ying Jing.

"I don't want to see it, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but beat my brother."

Ying Zenan:?

"You still want to hit me? You are so brave that you dare to hit my brother."

"I haven't taken action yet!" Ying Jing glanced at the time. Wen Fu Cheng should have boarded the plane at this time.

Thinking of the absurdity of the two of them before, he blushed and got out of bed.

I picked up my things and went downstairs.

It was also a stroke of luck that Shen Qiurong brought stewed pig's trotter soup to her.

"I thought you were at home. Auntie made some nourishing soup. Remember to finish it at night." After saying that, Shen Qiurong seemed to have thought of something and glanced at the elevator. "I didn't see you when I came up. You are..." Ying Jing's body

Wearing home clothes and holding something in his hand.

Before I could even think of words to respond to the situation, I was caught red-handed.

Faced with her mother's eyes that seemed to have seen through, she unlocked the door and went inside.

Fortunately, Wen Fucheng moved away, otherwise she would have been unable to withstand a surprise inspection like Shen Qiurong's.

"Mom, why didn't you know to call me when you came here?"

"Why, I am a mother who wants to harm my own daughter so I can make an appointment in advance?"

That's not what it said.

"Come here, I don't want to make any extra preparations."

"What are you preparing for, Tibetan?"

Listening to what she said, she is worthy of being her own mother, and she understands her well.

"Mom, do I look like this?"
To be continued...