Chapter 672： I'm Bai Yueguang (35)

Chapter 672: I Am Bai Yueguang (35)

Secretary Li said.

Fu Yan frowned, and his eyes were suddenly bright.

"Jealous ..." He suddenly thought of someone.

Wasn't Wang Yue overhearing their conversation before?

Maybe they are too far apart to understand their conversation, but they have misunderstood that they are dating in the underground parking lot?

"You're right." Fu Yan was comforted. "She must have misunderstood. You sent me. I'm going to find her and explain to her."

"Send me, I'm going to find Wang Yue."

Hold on to what Secretary Li said.

Fu Yan looked drunk. In fact, he was looking for a reason to go to Wang Yue.

"Okay, Mr. Fu, I'll take you there." Secretary Li answered.

He is off work, but he is being held by the president. Can he apply for more bonus subsidies?

*

Xia Ling put the rice paper in the shade and dried it, washed the pen, and put away the paint.

At eleven o'clock, she was about to turn off the lights and went to sleep.

The door of the apartment was suddenly ringing.

Look out from monitoring.

In a silver-gray suit, Fu Yan was outside the door. His face was red and his eyes were bright. He was supported by Secretary Li.

He looked at her door like a well-behaved pupil.

"What's wrong?" Xia Ling asked.

Her voice was clearly heard from the intercom.

If it is not necessary, Xia Ling does not want to open the door.

The drunken situation like Fu Yan is extremely prone to a situation where he took him in, but he was half drunk and awake, and broke up with her ...

Since breaking up, Xia Ling wanted to be completely clean, so that Fu Yu lost her pain in tasting and tasting. It would take more than a month for her to cook for him and raise his appetite.

Holding Fu Fu, Secretary Li was very calm.

"Fu Fu is drunk, and is crying to find you."

Crying ... coming to find her ...

Looked at the monitoring Fu Fu, the little looks very well-behaved, but there is no trace of crying on his face.

Xia Ling: "Take him back to take good care of us, we broke up, it is inconvenient to take care of the lonely man and widow."

"I didn't break up!" Fu Xun's mood suddenly burst, and he slaps the door with a look of grievance.

"Yueyue you open the door, you said you love me.

"You said that you would cook for my whole life, and you would do it all the time. I ca n’t talk until you don't want to eat."

A random shot, as if the door was a bank, and he and Xia Ling were cowboys and weavers, separated by the door.

"Open the door! Moon Moon, I love you!"

Fu Yan continued to shoot the door, and Secretary Li did not stop.

Neighbors were all shaken out.

...

Secretary Li coughed.

"Miss Wang, for the sake of taking care of you before President Fu, you still have to open the door and take care of him for one night."

"He's drunk, so noisy, it's going to be ugly tomorrow."

Secretly, Secretary Li tugged at Fu Jiu's corner.

Let him converge.

Fu Yan's wine has been trained for a long time. How can these dozen bottles of wine make him drunk? But it is crazy to drink wine and want to save Wang Yue.

Xia Ling sighed.

"come in"

She opened the door.

Fu Yan went in, dazzling.

Xia Ling went to help him, and the man who pretended to be drunk held her full.

He lowered his head, burying his face in her neck socket, indistinctly.

"Yueyue I like you, don't break up with me, I'm upset."

Xia Ling pushed him away.

Secretary Li is calm.

"President, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

He very intimately helped Fu Yu and Wang Yue close the door.

Without hesitation, he caught those lips.

Fu Yan murmured.

"What should I do with you?"

"You're drunk. Pour you a glass of water."

Xia Ling pushed away Fu Fu.

After finishing her dress, she poured him water, let him drink it, and went to the kitchen to avoid it, and boiled him sober soup.

*

The apartment's sofa is a bit small.

Fu Xun, who was one meter and eighteen meters in length, was lying there pitifully, and her arms and legs were not stretched out.

While listening to the movement of the kitchen, Fu Yu was a little stunned.

Only those who borrow crazy to drink wine can be so clear and know what they want.

Fu Yan is not drunk, but he would rather be drunk.

Everything in front of him was hazy. When the woman's footsteps approached, Fu Yan opened her eyelids.

Hair ponytailed loosely behind her head, and Xia Ling was wearing silk jade pajamas.

She brought over the sober soup, and her fair complexion made her look beautiful.

"Hey me," Fu said.

The hangover soup smelled of milk and **** flakes, and Fu Xuan half leaned on the sofa.

The dark eyes stared at Xia Ling, an unintelligible gesture.

Smell the smoky drunkenness on him, knowing that he really drank a lot afterwards.

Xia Ling put up with it, sitting on the sofa, she picked up a spoon, and spoon-fed Fu Xun the sober soup.

Obediently drink hangover soup.

Fu Yan's big hand naturally wrapped Xia Ling's hand.

"Yueyue I want to take a bath."

Xia Ling: "... No, you are sleepy, and now you want to sleep."

Fu Yan shook his head: "I'm not sleepy, I want to take a bath."

Xia Ling's face turned black instantly.

Such a calm person, even shameless, even said he took a bath.

Xia Ling couldn't beat him, so he took him to take a shower, and then ... something indescribable happened again.

*

Waking up the next day, Xia Ling's legs were numb.

Opening my eyes, it turned out that some people's thighs were pressing on her without knowing it.

This kind of suffocation feeling like Mount Tai had pushed Xia Ling to push away Fu Lu, and the man rolled over to the side without any sign of waking.

Xia Ling picked up the phone.

(End of this chapter)