MTL - The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World-Chapter 273 Yingjing is a little heartless

   Chapter 273 The occasion is a little conscience

   The man seemed to just appear to warn him.

   and others all left the surroundings and returned to peace.

  Lu Zi was stunned for a while, took a phone call and left.

   and Wen Fucheng left in tandem.

   Yingjing returned to Yingjing, Shen Qiurong was still worried and asked why she didn't answer the phone.

   When she came back, she forgot to charge, and she didn't notice when it was turned off.

  The table is full of meals, and the old man will come back later due to the entertainment. I heard from my aunt that Ying Zenan was busy with work in the study, and the whole family was waiting for her and Wen Fucheng.

   "Second uncle hasn't come back yet?" It's too early to get off work, do you work overtime? Yingjing picked up the charging cable and just turned on the phone. There was a sound outside the courtyard. She put down her things and ran out, calling out Wen Fucheng firmly. "

   As soon as he got off the car, Wen Fucheng stood on the side of the road waiting to take the cake from Zhang Yang.

   A woman's coquettish voice came from behind him. When he turned his head, he had already run up to her.

   The imagined hug didn't come, but the dessert she just received was snatched away by her.

  The person whose eyes were full of Wen Fucheng looked at the delicate little cakes with glowing eyes.

Why!

   In my wife's eyes, a few small cakes are less important.

   "Little unconscionable."

   Ying Jing rubbed the hair above his head, and the two walked back into the house side by side.

   Shen Qiurong has always been forbidden to eat these sweets at the occasion, but her daughter married Wen Fucheng, but she was spoiled by him.

   "Just pet her! Someday she will be able to ride on your head."

   No need to wait, now.

   That's how it started on the first day, he allowed it.

   Ying Jing ate a fruit cake before even eating.

   Not to mention how satisfying.

   The bad mood that was disturbed by Lu Zishu also improved.

  Dessert really heals the soul.

   Especially the desserts that Wen Fucheng bought.

   Taking advantage of the time when Auntie was serving dishes, Yingjing sat on the sofa with him, and the two were close to each other. She was in a hurry to eat, and the corners of her mouth were still stained with white cream.

   "Second Uncle, why did you think of buying me a cake!"

   "It's not that I want to eat in the crew."

Yeah? Not impressed.

If    is not particularly important, she forgets it.

   was well remembered by him.

   Shen Qiurong asked her to call Ying Zenan, Wen Fucheng thought about it and asked her to sit and rest. "I'm going, I just have something to tell big brother."

   Ying Zenan was worried about his work, and when he heard the knock on the door, he was not even in the mood to eat.

   "Let them eat first, I'll go later."

  Wen Fucheng opened the door and found Ying Zenan with a sad face. At the same time, Ying Zenan also found him.

   "Yes, why are you here?"

   This disgusting little look, how can he say that he is also a member of the Ying family now.

   "It's just right here, I happen to have a few things at work that I don't understand. It's better for you to come and see how to deal with it." There is no psychological burden at all to summon people.

  Wen Fucheng took a pen and circled some red circles on the content after reading it, and wrote some words around the red circles.

   Even Ying Zenan felt that the difficult things were a little tricky, but for Wen Fucheng, the difficulty was reduced a lot.

   Wait for Ying Zenan to read Wen Fucheng's revised plan.

   suddenly fell silent.

"how?"

   It's really~ good.

   But he still has to keep the image of a cold big brother in his heart.

   "Yeah! I think it's good, and I think so too. I didn't expect the two of us to go together. Not bad, the young man has a future." After speaking, he patted Wen Fucheng's shoulder with a mature look.

   Now you can rest assured to eat.

  Wen Fucheng will have to find him if he doesn't go down to meet the situation.

   She was afraid that the two of them would fight upstairs if they didn't deal with each other.

   Seeing the two go downstairs talking and laughing, I wondered, when did the relationship between the two become so good.

   Ying Jingsheng meal was handed to Ying Zenan, and her brother handed it to Wen Fucheng.

   "Brother-in-law, you're welcome, you eat first."

  Scenario: ? ?

  Shen Qiurong: ? ?

   Ying Zenan is the one who doesn't like to see Wen Fucheng the most, but today it's a transformation.

  Wen Fu Cheng calmly took over the job and said thank you, big brother.

   I almost knocked over the bowl in my hand when I heard it.

   She is a bit redundant, why don't she go?

   You two continue to treat each other with respect.

   Thinking of the bottleneck period of the recent projects, Ying Zenan asked all questions at the dinner table. Wen Fucheng was patient enough to answer him one by one. Listening to Jun's words was better than reading ten years of books, and he was instantly enlightened!

   "Brother-in-law, come here. Big brother will do it first as a respect."

  …

   Ying Zenan is in a good mood.

  The project ended early, so he had extra time to go to Haicheng to see Qin Yang.

   This cheap brother-in-law is really pleasing to the eye.

   "Brother, do you want to restrain your unrestrained expression." Ying Jing couldn't stand it any longer, and couldn't help but remind her.

   Wen Fucheng took a piece of spareribs and put it into her bowl.

   Yingjing felt a little warm in his heart. He and Ying Zenan talked about work, and from time to time, he could spare time to add vegetables to Yingjing.

   She was not very hungry after eating small cakes, so she ate half a bowl and got off the table.

   Lying on the back of the sofa with pillows, looking at the people in the dining room.

  Wen Fucheng occasionally glances at her and receives her smile every time.

   A dinner ended with laughter and laughter.

   Lao Ying, who came home late, was drunk and a little confused. Shen Qiurong took him from the driver and helped him upstairs to rest.

   "When are we going home!"

   "I promised big brother just now that I will rest at the old house tonight."

  Her brother is going to mess with Wen Fucheng's rhythm!

   "Okay, I'll clean up the room first, and you can play by yourself."

  Others followed Yingjing upstairs and watched her run in and out with her new sheets and quilts.

   "I haven't lived for several months, so I have to change it."

   He sat on the edge of the bed and made the bed with her.

   "Will you? Don't delay things, go and sit by the side." Ying Jing was bored in the crew and brushed the video, brushing on how to quickly change the quilt. It seems to be quite useful, but I don't know if she can.

   After listening to her words, the man became a little serious.

   "How come I can't, I didn't change it after the end."

   Someone loosened his hand to shake the quilt, and the core and the sheets all fell off.

   Ying Jing glared at him with a blushing face.

   He can drive this broken road.

   In the end, with the help of Wen Fucheng, the quilt was put together, and two brand new pillows were replaced at the scene.

   "Your hand hurts! I'm blowing."

   Leaving aside, he lowered his head and kissed the palm that he turned over.

   Ying Jing tickled back and was caught by him forcefully.

   One stood beside the bed, and one half knelt in the bed.

   The man leaned slightly closer and wrapped the man in his arms.

   "The sheets were changed for nothing."

  Scenario:…

   Ying Zenan downstairs was still thinking about what Wen Fucheng said when he went upstairs.

   "Brother, if you're fine later, you can ask me if you don't understand anything, and I'll come down when I go."

  God is going to come down.

  Ying Zenan sat on the sofa and waited excitedly for ten minutes, half an hour, an hour...

   His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

   (end of this chapter)