Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

"The outfits of the two of you today are a match made in heaven. I don't know how Mr. Sheng, the upstart in J City, met the two of you?"

The reporter's questions were level. He first praised Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian, and then saw that Sheng Jing knew them.

"Partnership."

Fu Yicheng obviously didn't like this question very much, Sheng Jing glanced at Wen Qian and skipped Fu Yicheng.

"Actually, Ms. Wen and I are friends. We usually get along very well. Don't Master Fu know?" Where did they cooperate? Isn't Fu Yicheng afraid that the relationship between him and Wen Qian will be known by the media?

Sure enough, as soon as Sheng Jing finished speaking, the gossip in the reporter's eyes became even more intense: "Mrs. Fu, is what President Sheng said true?"

Fu Yicheng's hand holding Wen Qian suddenly tightened. Wen Qian felt that the palm of her hand was about to be deformed by Fu Yicheng. She stepped on Fu Yicheng with her foot under her skirt and smiled at the reporter: "Really, Yicheng and I We get along very well with Shengjing, we are friends."

"Guys, the second half is about to start. If you have any questions, we can talk about them after the show is over, okay?" The host came out in time to interrupt the reporter's desire to gossip.

Wan Qiqi, who had been fawning on Sheng Jing for a long time, couldn't move her eyes. The relationship between Sheng Jing and Wen Qian is actually just friends?But his title just now is a bit intriguing.

The lighting has changed a different tone this time. Although it is also dim, it feels a bit more seductive than before.

Wen Qian pulled out her palm that was about to be crushed by Fu Yicheng: "What are you thinking?"

Thinking that Wen Qian had just spoken for Sheng Jing, Fu Yicheng's jealousy was completely overturned: "Why do you say you are friends with Sheng Jing?"

"Ah? Isn't that the truth?" What's more, if Sheng Jing said it first, if she didn't agree, wouldn't it be a shame for Sheng Jing in public?

Fu Yicheng was so annoyed by Wen Qian's slow reaction that he almost got up and left.

After taking two deep breaths, he calmed down the anger in his heart: "Forget it, I'll settle the score with you when I go back."

Vincy doesn't know why.

It's not too big of a deal to watch the excitement, and facing Fu Yicheng's gaze, he said provocatively: "Master Fu is not stingy, and even interferes with Miss Wen's right to make friends, right?"

"Of course not. I wanted to ask Mr. Sheng what he wanted to do."

"I didn't think about what to do. This is my home game. To be honest, I still need to listen to your opinion." Sheng Jing's eyes gradually darkened, and they met Fu Yicheng's eyes silently in the air.

Alright, since Sheng Jing wants to prove that his relationship with Wen Qian is unusual, he will grant him.

Fu Yicheng suddenly raised Wen Qian's chin, and kissed his lips that he wanted to ruthlessly ravage ever since he saw Wen Qian wearing this dress.

It was a kiss and it was over, but Fu Yicheng's eyes were full of tenderness, and the half-closed eyes made Wen Qian almost drunk.

The sound of the camera clicking in the reporter's hand reminded Wen Qian of where this was, and her eyes widened. Fu Yicheng had never acted so intimately in public.

Sheng Jing who was closest to them was the most touched, his chin was petrified on his face, he never expected Fu Yicheng to play this trick on him.

There was a "bang", and I don't know whose water glass fell, and then more strange sounds came.

However, the user didn't realize it at all, and continued to look at the clothes on the stage after lifting them, as if nothing had happened just now.

Sheng Jing stopped talking, and even sat a little further away from Fu Yicheng.

Wen Qian was stunned for a long while, and then wanted to dig a hole to bury herself in.

He pinched Fu Yicheng's muscles fiercely a few times in a place where no one else could see, before he relieved his anger.

But Fu Yicheng's biceps were harder than her bones, and it hurt her hand to pinch her.

When many people's hearts were in turmoil, Gao Yajun appeared on the stage, wearing an exaggerated upper body design, which perfectly showed her body proportions. Only a few people can control such clothes.

As soon as Gao Yajun took the stage, she saw the radiant Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian next to him, the position she dreamed of.

In order not to lose his composure, Mr. Gao Ya only took one look and then looked away.

"Except for Gao Yajun's character, her figure is really nothing to say."

While speaking, he carefully observed the expression on Fu Yicheng's face.

Fu Yicheng expressionless: "Oh."

Wen Qian continued to sigh: "If I had her height, I would also be a model. What kind of voice actor would I be?" People can make money by selling their bodies, so it's not like she earns hard money.

Tu Meiling who heard Wen Qian's words at the side couldn't take it anymore: "I don't know who can rely on their face to make a living, but they rely on their talent." Now they actually have the face to talk about others here.

Wen Qian spat on Tu Meiling, didn't she see that she was testing Fu Yicheng?What are you doing here.

Tu Meiling snorted, turned to Gu Weiyi's direction and continued to gossip.

Gao Yajun walked very slowly, walked right in front of Fu Yicheng, posed two poses, and then walked back reluctantly. Wen Qian saw that she wanted to make the high heels on her feet ten centimeters higher, so that she could walk more slowly up.

"Too thin, not as good as your figure."

Just when Wen Qian thought that Fu Yicheng would not answer, Fu Yicheng gave the answer leisurely.

"Ah?" Wen Qian's attention was completely attracted by Mr. Gao Ya, she forgot what she said just now, and she and Fu Yicheng are not on the same channel right now.

"I said, I like you like this. Although you are not that tall, you have a lot of points where you should have."

As she spoke, her gaze shifted to Wen Qian's collarbone, and Wen Qian, who was startled, hurriedly covered her chest: "You're a hooligan!"

Mr. Gao Ya, who can slow down his pace, heard the conversation between the two clearly, felt depressed for a while, and quickened his pace to leave the stage.

"I'm only playing hooligans with you."

"What did you eat today? Your mouth is so sweet, it feels a little unreal." Fu Yicheng usually hasn't said a decent love word to her for a month.

Fu Yicheng didn't expect Wen Qian to feel unreal, so he pinched Wen Qian's face: "Is it real now?"

What was touched was instantly wiped out, Wen Qian slapped Fu Yicheng's hand away, and said angrily, "It's true."

"Anyone interested?"

"Hmm... the one on Gao Yajun looks pretty, but I don't wear the clothes she wore, and the one I praised just now is pretty."

Fu Yicheng silently wrote down: "Mr. Gao Ya has already left, so there is no need to grit your back molars."

Wen Qian's back molars felt guilty, and she realized that she had been tricked by Fu Yicheng, but how did he know that she was biting her back molars?

Fu Yicheng rubbed Wen Qian's loose hair, and gathered all of them behind her: "I don't know about you yet? I've already arranged for someone to buy the skirt. Are you going home?"

"Hmph, so what if you guessed what I was thinking? Don't forget that you chose to believe that Mr. Gao Ya misunderstood me."

This is also the reason why Wen Qian frequently tested Fu Yicheng today to see if Fu Yicheng still had affection for this former childhood sweetheart.