MTL - The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World-Chapter 44 Quietly carry me to see the parents

  Chapter 44 Quietly Carrying Me to Meet the Parents

   "Sister, if you are kidnapped, just blink, my brother has no money anyway."

   "Plastic Brotherhood."

   The two chatted and laughed into the store.

   Ying Zenan returned to his serious appearance in public, which perfectly explained what is called a diamond single aspiring young man in Shanghai.

   I have to say, he really pretended to be there.

   Ying Zenan went to the fitting room to change clothes. The Yingjing suit was more complicated and had to be delivered by someone.

   The process of waiting was very boring, she simply sat on the sofa and flipped through the magazine.

   This time, I happened to see an exclusive interview about Wen Fucheng.

   That person rarely gives interviews, and the occasional public appearance is rare.

   Few people in the outside world can have contact with him if he is not an acquaintance.

  The content of the interview with the curiosity.

   Looking down slowly, at the end, the reporter couldn't help but gossip about his love life.

  What kind of girl will Fucheng Wen like?

   Yingjing is seeing the climax, and I don't know who used a black pen to draw traces below, covering the answer directly.

what the hell!

That's it?

   To **** off consumers.

   Ying Zenan changed his clothes and came out, and saw the scene where he was full of air.

   "Who made you angry again?"

  Close the magazine and put it aside. "No one, I'm playing by myself."

   "How about it, brother, this outfit looks good! Isn't the jade tree close to the wind and suave."

   Ying Zenan is ready to be praised by his sister. He likes to listen to nice things, especially what people around him say.

   Ying Jing was also very supportive, and the export was complete, and he was stunned to praise Ying Zenan.

   Even the shopping guides are giggling!

   "Miss Ying is so cute."

   "Yeah, apart from making me mad at times, she's still cute in a small amount of time." My brother just talks, and likes to pinch her face when he talks.

   Being chubby when he was a child can still make him succeed. When he grows up, he becomes more and more beautiful and his figure is getting better and better.

   The flesh on the face is also much less visible to the naked eye.

   When the two brothers and sisters quarreled in private, no one would let anyone else.

   "Ms. Ying is so beautiful and cute. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a boyfriend in the future to overcome Mr. Ying!"

what.

   Ying Jing raised his ears, wanting to hear Ying Zenan's answer.

  Brother was outspoken in front of her.

   "Then they have to be mentally prepared. That person had better be good enough that I would be willing to hand this little **** to him."

   Ignore the three words "little bastard" directly.

  The person who can be so good that Ying Zenan is willing to hand over the situation is not Wen Fucheng.

   This is all right! hey-hey.

  Looking at the moment, there are still relatively few peers who can compete with Ying Zenan.

The    pattern went up a little bit, and that one completely met all his requirements.

  The evening dress was delivered, and I got up to get the clothes and went to the fitting room.

  The clothes were made by the mother for the brothers and sisters, and they were handed over to the studio to be perfected.

   Ying's dress and Ying Zenan's suit are from the same series, and they look more matched.

  Shen Qiurong deserves to be the person who knows his sons and daughters best. The clothes are made from head to toe to perfectly fill the inadequacies of the two, and by the way, maximize the advantages of the figure.

  Shen Qiurong was a designer in China's top clothing studio when he was young. Later, he gave birth and retired to the background, and now he occasionally produces some works.

   Shen Qiurong said a word.

  The greatest works of her life are Ying Zenan and Ying Jing.

   From childhood to adulthood, almost all of their clothes were contracted by their mothers.

  The temperature in Shanghai in September is neither too high nor too low.

   She is so beautiful and glowing in the dress she wears on the occasion.

   All fit her skin and are perfectly tailored for her.

   The two brothers and sisters stood together, handsome and beautiful.

  The shopping guides are all excited.

   Ying Zenan took Ying Jing to stand in front of the mirror and took a picture.

   This dazzling girl madman did not forget to show off on the circle of friends.

  【Ying Zenan: The handsome brother of beautiful women and beautiful women. [picture]】

   Don't forget to praise yourself.

   There are dozens of likes and comments instantly.

   Most of them are talking about looking good.

  The remaining part of the message is asking how to become Ying Zenan's brother-in-law and what conditions are needed to marry Ying Jing.

   These are all staring at his sister's beauty.

   Ying Zenan replied in unison while being angry and proud.

   [Ying Zenan: Better than me. 】

   This alone kills most people's thoughts.

   Of course, there are also people who feel that they are okay after fighting through thousands of sieges and are not afraid of death.

   That is Wen Fucheng.

   Ying Zenan's large message pile came up with an answer that stood out from the crowd.

  【Wen Fucheng: Got it. 】

   Ying Zenan stared at these three words for five minutes.

understood? He knows shit.

   What does this answer mean, intentional?

   He must have done it on purpose.

   Jealous of his excellent handsomeness, jealous of his beautiful sister.

  hum~

   Changed the dress according to the situation and let someone put it on for her.

   "Brother, are you busy at night? Would you like to have a meal together?"

  I wanted to come to Ying Zenan in the last few days, so I gave a very generous invitation to dinner.

   Little brother refused her even if he wanted to.

   "Not tonight, there is an appointment."

   Yingjing immediately leaned over and raised his inquiring ears.

   "Male or female, two or a group of people?"

   Ying Zenan exclaimed her face.

   "Can you think of something normal in your mind? I am a normal social party. The company is so big, you must know that behind every second young master and eldest lady of the consortium who let themselves go, there is an eldest son who is carrying a load."

  Ying Jing was sent back by Ying Zenan no matter how he came.

   Before leaving, she did not forget to ask her to go back to school on Monday to find the place.

   Standing in front of the car door. "are you serious?"

   "I didn't take your younger sister seriously when I was a big brother."

  Think about it too. In the past, there were gangsters who bullied Yingjing and wanted to take advantage of Yingjing. Ying Zenan rushed up bravely and was beaten to the ground. In the end, Ying Jing beat the gangster and dragged his brother to the hospital.

  The doctor said that the injury was not serious, and the drag injury will take several months to recover.

   "We adults have to deal with it ourselves."

   "I believe in you."

  Scenario:…

   Ying Jing picked up the bag and turned to go home, leaving Ying Zenan downstairs. When she got home, Ying Zenan's car also left the community.

   At the same time, Ying Jing, who had just arrived home, received a call from Wen Fucheng.

   "There is a dinner party tonight, so I should go home later."

   "You also have dinner?" He threw his things on the ground and sat on the sofa at will. "My brother also said that there is a dinner party, shouldn't it be the two of you to eat together!"

   She just said it casually.

   Unexpectedly, Wen Fucheng didn't plan to hide it from her at all.

"Yes."

  The scene immediately stood up and said very loudly.

   "Second uncle, take me with you! You can't go to see your parents quietly behind my back!"

  Wen Fucheng had just left the office, and people passed by in the corridor from time to time.

  The girl's charming and beautiful voice came over, very much like the way she whispered in her ear in the morning.

  Thinking of that saved photo.

   "Did you bring the dress home?"

   "Bring it home! What's wrong?"

   "Take you to dinner, and go home and wear it for me to see."

  Scenario:…

   (end of this chapter)