MTL - Mr Fu, I Really Love You-Chapter 25 Open arms waiting for you [027]

Chapter 25 Open embrace waiting for you [027]

The sound of the range hood came from the kitchen, oh... it was like a lullaby, and the group was even more sleepy.

The ringing of the mobile phone came from the living room. Lin warmed the unwashed tomato into the water. When he looked up, he saw Fu Huai'an pick up the phone, biting a cigarette in his lips, and holding the lighter on the coffee table, the shirt vest tightened. Stretch out the tight outline of his shoulder.

He went to the balcony and closed the sliding door, facing away from the living room, bowing his head and lighting the cigarette, and putting the lighter into the trouser pocket, it was the charm of a mature man.

Lin Wen found himself staring at Fu Huai'an's back for a long time, his ears were a bit hot, and his eyes were regained.

Her cell phone, lying quietly under the table lamp of the small corner, did not move.

I didn’t expect Fu Huai’an’s ringtone, like Lin’s, it’s Mendelssohn’s Rondo.

Outside the balcony.

Lu Jinnan’s voice came from the other side of the phone: “Old Fu, when you come over, it’s easy for you to go back to China with a donkey, you don’t come to eat a big loss!”

Tang Yan and Lu Jinnan are the same as Fu Huai'an's hair. The buddies who have been mixed together since the opening of the trousers, after Tang Hao went abroad... Three people rarely get together.

Today, from the Lin family, Fu Huai'an went to Tang Yan's reception banquet. In the middle of the group, Lin Wen warmed up, and Fu Huai'an took the child over.

Lu Jinnan opened the public release, and Fu Huai'an could clearly hear the sound of the mahjong machine shuffling.

He removed the cigarette from the corner of his lips and pressed his thumb to press the temple: "I will pass later."

"Old Fu is not sending the child, sending himself to the girl's bed!"

"Fart, the old Fu's belt is tight! How many little girls have been arranged... The strength of the milk has not been able to open."

A few friends joked with Fu Huai'an, there were no women over there, and several big men spoke very casually.

"Can that be the same?! That is Lin Wen, the white moonlight in the heart of the old Fu! The old Fu's belt should be Lin Wen... The door of my family is always open, open arms waiting for you, after a tacit understanding, you will love Go here..."

Lu Jinnan changed his words and sang without a scale. The funny one laughed.

After a cigarette was exhausted, Fu Huai'an hung up and called in.

Seeing the eyes of the group, I fell asleep on the sofa. He took off his suit jacket and gently put it on the body of the group. The movement was gentle...

Looking up, Fu Huai's deep scorpion reflected the busy back of Lin, very thin.

Fu Huai'an straightened up and took off the delicate cufflinks at the cuffs of the shirt. Together with the watch, he placed it on the small corner under the lamp, pressing the account book of Lin Family...

In the kitchen, the hot water on the stove boiled and creaked, and Lin warmed his hands and chopped the chopsticks to turn the fire down... When he turned his head to take the bowl and added water, he saw Fu Huai'an who walked into the kitchen.

Four eyes are opposite, Lin Wen has a moment of mistakes. After all, Fu Huai'an, dressed in a shirt vest, is out of tune with this small kitchen.

She asked: "What do you need?!"

"Come on help..."

As soon as Fu Huai'an, who is tall and long, came in, the space in the kitchen seemed to be quite small...

Lin warm feeling even the air has become thin.

He moved naturally and smoothly, rolled up his shirt cuffs, washed his hands in the sink, and brushed a few kitchen papers to wipe it... Turning around, Lin Bing was pushed aside.

Lin Wen saw Fu Huai'an took her noodles on the side, took out a few noodles, cooked the noodles into the pot and reached out: "Chopsticks!"

Let's be a good man in the century...

(End of this chapter)