Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Wen Cheng took out his cell phone to take a taxi, but found that at this time and in this weather, the car was a little difficult to call.

She waited for two minutes, but did not take orders.

The heavy rain was pouring, and the temperature turned colder. I only wore a warm orange in a thin dress, and gradually felt cold.

She hugged her arms and stood helplessly at the door, looking through her eyes at the rain that kept falling.

Just as she hesitated, she was about to call Lan Xiao.

Suddenly a black Cayenne car slowly stopped in front of her.

The window was lowered, revealing Fu Ling's handsome and handsome face.

"boarding……"

Wen Cheng hesitated, she didn't want to be alone with Fu Ling.

Knowing that there is no possibility between them, she didn't want to maintain this ambiguous relationship.

Fu Ling frowned, a trace of loss flashed across his eyes.

Then, he pressed his thin lips and pushed the door to get out of the car. With a strong grip on Wen Cheng's arm, he pulled her into the car.

Wen Cheng bit her lip, struggling to get out of the car.

"You let me down, I don't want to take your car..."

Fu Ling had gloomy eyes, stared at Wen Cheng, and sternly said: "Wen Cheng, you don't want to be an inch, you have to drive me crazy step by step. You know, if you push me like this, I don't know, myself What will happen next."

These words threatened Wen Orange very well.

The bottom of Wen Cheng's heart trembled gently.

She didn't dare to struggle anymore.

Fu Ling pushed her into the passenger seat, pulled the seat belt, and fastened her.

Then, he closed the door with a cold face, got in the driver's seat, and drove away from here.

Along the way, both people remained silent.

Fu Ling's face was even darker.

Wen Cheng originally thought that Fu Ling would take her to a strange place, and then grind her hard, wanting to do something indescribable.

After all, she and Fu Ling met purely because of that absurd night.

She thinks that the reason why Fu Ling likes her is just because she is greedy for her body.

However, Wen Cheng misunderstood Fu Ling after all.

Fu Ling didn't have any nasty thoughts about her, he drove the car to Wen Cheng's residence.

Wen Cheng looked out of the car window blankly at the familiar neighborhood, she looked at Fu Ling a little embarrassed, and whispered: "Thank you for taking me home..."

Without a word, Fu Ling drove the car into the community and drove directly to the apartment building where Wencheng lived.

The car stopped downstairs, Fu Ling pushed the door down, took an umbrella, got out of the car under Wen Cheng, and entered this building.

The rain is very heavy, although only at such a distance.

But the rain, if you are not careful, it will wet your clothes.

But except for her calf, Wen Cheng was splashed with some rainwater, and her upper body hardly got a drop of rainwater.

Fu Ling tilted almost half of his umbrella to Wen Orange.

Within a few seconds, the cold rain water wetted Fu Ling's shoulders and back.

Fu Ling didn't frown, protecting Wen Cheng into the first floor.

He collected the rain and looked up at Wen Orange.

"Go upstairs, remember to take a hot bath..."

After telling these words, Fu Ling turned and left.

Wen Cheng stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the gradually disappearing back.

She looked at Fu Ling's soaked back, an inexplicable sourness, welling up her nose.

She quickly looked away, turned around, left the first floor step by step, and entered the elevator.

This night, Wen Cheng had a dream.

In this dream, Fu Ling actually appeared.