The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World

  Chapter 355 He took the hand of the occasion again

  Lu Zishu's technique is very good, Ying Jing knew it when he was in school.

  But compared with Wen Fucheng, it may need to be weighed.

   In short, Ying Jing frantically called her husband.

   After a while, the score between the two was pretty even, and they had exhausted a lot of energy, and both were panting.

   Ying Jing had already prepared towels and water for Wen Fucheng, and when he saw someone who wanted to rest, he immediately went forward with his things.

  Before on the set, it was a bit shy to be intimate with him.

  Now this shyness has been completely occupied by other emotions, ignoring other occasions, holding a towel in front of everyone at the scene to wipe off the sweat seeping out of Wen Fucheng's face.

  She has not shy away from it.

  The man let her wipe his face, Wen Fucheng looked down at her.

  The voice is very gentle.

   "Aren't you afraid now?"

   "I'm afraid it's too late." What should be seen has already been seen. "Besides, I've never been afraid of being found out about my relationship with you. I'm just shy. So don't misinterpret my meaning next time." His affectionate eyes were blocked back.

  …

   "You don't need to compare with Lu Zishu because of me, I have nothing to do with him." Feeling that it wasn't enough, he added. "Not at all."

  The two looked at each other affectionately, never thinking that Lu Zishu next door would leave without saying a word.

   "I lost, no need to fight."

  What he is after is that Yingjing can at least have his eyes on him when he and Wen Fucheng confront each other, but Yingjing will only cheer for Wen Fucheng throughout the whole process.

  When both of them stopped to rest, they walked towards Wen Fucheng from Yingjing without hesitation.

  At that moment, Lu Zishu lost the match.

   There was no chance of winning from the very beginning, it's ridiculous that he is still making excuses for himself.

   When Lu Zishu left to watch the theater, many people also dispersed.

  Some eyes fell on Wen Fucheng and Ying Jing, and then at Lu Zishu who left alone.

  Someone muttered in a low voice and didn't know who was feeling sorry for who and whose relationship.

   "Some things were left on the car, go out with me to get them." Without giving Yingjing a chance to refuse, Wen Fucheng put down the racket in his hand, turned around and gave Zhang Yang who also went downstairs after a few words, and led the people away.

   was led by him all the way across the field ridge. The palms are facing each other, and the skin is intertwined, and a steady stream of heat is transmitted to each other.

  In response to the situation, I cautiously poked my head to see his expression.

  The man looked the same.

  Zhang Yang parked the car not far from where the crew of the film crew parked. Looking from a distance, Ying Jing could already see the expensive luxury car exuding the smell of money all over his body.

   Seeing that they were about to pass by the car they parked, Ying Jing gently tugged Wen Fucheng's hand.

  A slight sound sounded from the ear.

   "It's gone!"

"Ok, I know."

  Then where is he going to take her.

   Tens of seconds later, Ying Jing knew the answer, and Wen Fucheng took the RV keys from Yan Wei at some point.

  Go to the door and open it.

   I wondered in response to the situation, is what he is going to take in the RV?

   "What do you want to take? I'll help you..." Take it, before he finished speaking, the man pushed her from behind, and got into the car in a hurry. What was going on, before she could see clearly, the heavy car door behind her was locked with a click.

  She turned her head and was hugged by him.

  The RV is big enough for two people to turn around more than enough.

   There are tables, toilets, cooking facilities, and a big bed at the rear of the car... a room and a living room for walking.

   There is a soft cushion under the body.

  He leaned forward in front of him.

  Her hands are at her sides to keep herself from falling.

   He slowly caressed the red lips, making the already warm heart gradually start to boil.

   "You..." The man blocked the rest of the words.

  His hand rested on Ying Jing's waist.

   Don't let people hide behind.

  In response, fingertips touched his chest lightly. "It will be heard."

   As soon as the voice fell, the hand was already pinched.

  Wen Fucheng lowered his head and kissed the woman's knuckles, resting on the back of her neck with one hand, kissing like rain falling in her ear.

   "Good boy~ the sound insulation is very good, please give it to your husband."

  Really unable to refuse his tenderness, she unconsciously reached for his neck.

   There was an intermittent sound.

   Continue until the moonlight.

  The bright light shines on the road, and she obediently stays under the covers in response to the occasion.

  The washed body feels refreshed.

   There is a quilt on the body, and the whole body is warm.

  The sound of water flowing in the toilet stopped, and the man opened the door and walked out, only wrapped in a bathrobe.

  The straps are tied loosely.

  This figure makes people's eyes warm when they see it.

   "Put on your clothes." Her voice was hoarse, and she closed it obediently after she finished speaking, and looked at him with a pair of bright black eyes, which were particularly vivid.

  Wen Fucheng sat next to her, hugged her in his arms with the quilt, tightened his arms, and pressed his forehead against the forehead of the person in his arms.

   He rubbed the tip of his nose at her, and gave her an intimate coquettish.

   "Will it be too long for us to come out?" Ying Jing asked him in a low voice.

  It's only now that I realize it, it's too late.

   Cover your face in response to the occasion.

  Her clothes are fine, no traces. Afraid that she would make trouble with him, he didn't dare to use too much force when he struck.

  Wen Fucheng's is different, wrinkled, and still on the ground, just now I took her out and let her step on the clothes.

   "What about the clothes?"

  After a hearty drama ended, Ying Jing even washed her hair clean, and he blew it for her himself.

  The fragrance of the shampoo is mixed in the air along the hair, light but not greasy.

  Wen Fucheng played with her hair.

   leaned into her ear and asked softly, "You stained the clothes, what did Jing Bao say?"

  Jing Tong wanted to escape, but it was such a big place anyway, and he was still in his territory after turning over.

   "You must have brought clothes."

   Well, his girl is so smart.

   "Then Jing Bao, go and help me get my clothes."

   In this case, can you say badly! Yingjing changed her clothes and got out of the car to find Wen Fu's car. Sure enough, she found several sets of clothes in the trunk.

  I chose a set of casual clothes for the occasion, which is convenient for activities in the mountains.

  Back in the RV, Wen Fucheng was leaning against the bed, holding Yingjing's mobile phone in his hand.

   "Xeves called just now and asked if he wanted to leave us a meal."

  Scene:…

   Taking advantage of the occasion, in a daze, Mr. Wen, who was halfway through changing clothes, suddenly discovered something.

   "Honey, you forgot to get me panties."

  Blushing in response to the situation, he ran out of the car and walked along the route just now, and there was nothing wrong now.

   After tidying up, the two headed back.

  Suddenly remembered something.

   "Didn't you ask me to come with you to get things?"

   As a result, the things were not taken, and they were cleaned up.

   "It's over."

   Finished? where?

  They've been together all this time, nothing else.

  In the cold wind, he took the woman's hand again.

   "Here. Beside me."

  When the two returned to the small building, they were almost dispersed.

  This time is the beginning of nightlife in the city, but it is different here. There were no activities at night, except for the staff on duty, everyone went back to rest early after their work, lying under the covers and playing games on their mobile phones.

   They'll be there.

  On the stone ladder, there was a black figure squatting there, staring at the two people who came back from the tryst.

  (end of this chapter)