The girl was stunned. For a moment, her brain flashed a lot of ideas. She stared at Fu Yunshen and looked again. Her face was red, "done, done..."
"Well, go and teach my brother." Fu Yunchen pointed at the opposite sofa with his hand holding the cup.
And a little bad to say, "if you can make him feel, I'll give you 50000 yuan on the spot, how about it, will you?"
"...." the girl sighed that Fu Yunchen really said one thing and did another.
During the meeting, I asked people who wanted to earn tips not to do it under his nose. As a result, now I say such words to her.
But
Looking at the man in the sofa, the girl's face turned red again, "yes."
She is willing to stay with such a handsome man for a night without giving money!
The girl summoned up the courage to go to Fu Yunjian, sat carefully next to the man, smelled the cold fragrance on him, and almost dizzy.
She poured the cup for a long time and handed it to the man, "Fu, Fu general..."
Fu Yun admonished the girl with a cold glance.
It seemed that he didn't push the person away in order to verify something. He took the wine she poured and drank it with his head up.
Seeing this, the girl was secretly excited, and moved her body towards the man. She forked a watermelon from the fruit plate and handed it to the man's lips.
The man bowed his head and ate it.
Fu Yunchen, who was sitting on the sofa over there, put his hand on the back of the sofa, drank wine and looked at it with great interest. "Are you just pouring wine for him like this? It's not strong enough."
The girl understood Fu Yunchen's meaning, blushed, and nervously grabbed the cup from the man.
As soon as she got close, she put her hand on the man's leg. The next second, she felt great pain in her wrist. Her body shook, and she was pushed on the carpet with force. The wine glass in her hand also flew out.
Fu Yunjian's chill was heavier than just now. Without looking at her, he picked up a glass again and poured wine.
The girl trembled with fear and looked at Fu Yunchen, "boss..."
"Oh, it's all right. His obsession with cleanliness has broken out again." Fu Yunchen said lazily.
He picked up his cell phone and transferred thousands of lucky and hard money to the girl, sending the person out.
Fu Yunchen looked at the man, "brother, look, you don't feel sick when kissing your sister-in-law. The girl's hand just touched your thigh. Your cleanliness addiction is so serious."
Fu Yunjian didn't speak and rubbed his eyebrows with his hands.
He also felt it.
He can't wait to bully Yan Shu and make her cry, but it's disgusting to be touched by other women.
Fu Yunjian brought the bowl of beef noodles, bowed his head and took a bite.
Spit it out the next second, frown tightly, "this is made by your new cook? It's terrible!"
"No, I've tasted the food cooked by the cook, and the taste is OK." Fu Yun said.
"I haven't lost my sense of taste. I can tell whether it's delicious or not." Fu Yun remonstrated coldly, drank a mouthful of wine and gargled, "this man's cooking is not even qualified to compete with Yan Shu!"
Fu Yun was stunned, and then speechless, "brother, you are not only seriously addicted to cleanliness, but also your mouth has changed. Your sister-in-law won't cook in the future, what do you do?"
"I don't have a car? Won't I go to her house to eat?"
Fu Yunchen held up his glass and touched the man across the air, "brother, you're powerful, powerful!"
Fu Yunjian was in a gloomy mood. He leaned against the sofa and drank mugs after mug. Fu Yunchen accompanied him and occasionally said a few words.
Soon, several wine bottles were over the tea table, and Fu Yunjian stroked his forehead with one hand, as if he was drunk.
Fu Yunchen couldn't do it anymore. Chewing the sobering film, he asked, "brother, I'll have someone take you home, or... To my sister-in-law?"